Josh "Hmm... Who would leave behind a gold pen? Its mine now.” You put it in your pocket smiling because of your fortune. It was true that you could find unusual things in the boys locker room. After another 15min, Josh finished cleaning, and went home. He took changed into more comfortable clothing, and started was about to start his homework, but decided not to.
Josh set his new pen on his desk and turned to leave when the pen seemed to glow slightly. You go back to it, and warily pick it up. You feel a warm presence in the pen. While you were mesmerized, you unknowingly started to write “What do you wish for? Just write it down.” After that, the warm feeling faded, and you realized that you had written something.
Josh “What do I wish for?” Josh thought about it and wrote “I wish I was bigger. Like height, muscle, and definitely penis. I want it big enough to dwarf Seth’s in comparison. Enough to make my ex-girlfriend to come crawling back to.” After you finished, you felt a warm tingle, but nothing else happened. You sigh out of disappointment. With that, you just go to bed.
The next morning, your alarm started to ring, and you hit the snooze like usual. Josh heard a crack, and looked at the clock. It was working, but there was a crack across the screen. You wondered how that happened, but you saw the answer. You arm was twice as big as yesterday. “No way! How?” Then you remembered “The pen!” You get up and feel slightly disorientated because of your increased height. You walk carefully to your deck and look at the pen.
Out of the corner of your eye and saw a huge teenager. You were previously 6ft5in weighing a decent 180 lbs of muscle. Now you were 7ft tall with 220 lbs of muscle.
Josh “No ******* way!” You then remember another part of your wish. You take off your tight underwear, and a giant snake flopped down. It was 12in long with tennis balls for balls. “This is amazing!” You penis had to be at least 4in bigger than Seth’s.
Josh stood in front of his mirror and did various poses. “No one is going to believe this.” You walk to your closest and tried to find some cloths that could fit you, but you saw found none. You go back to the pen and wrote “I wish I had cloths that fit me perfectly, but showed off my new physique.”
You look back at your closet and saw that it was full of the same cloths, but they were several sizes larger. You put some on some cloths, and they hugged your muscles nicely. When you looked in the mirror, your polo shirt displayed your large bowling ball biceps, 6 packs that were deeply chiseled, and a pair of pectorals that pushed 3in off your body. Your pants clung tightly to your thighs and calves. When you walked, you could see your diamond cut calves bounce. The last thing was that you sported a large bulge between your thighs. You tried to rearrange it to be more comfortable, but it was just to big.
With that, you went downstairs for breakfast. As you left your house, you felt your hair brush against the 7ft frame. Then you went to school.
What happens then?
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