According to the piece of paper, all Chris had to do was wish for it and he would grow to that size. There were some more stuff written on the piece of paper but Chris skipped over it because he was so excited to try it out.
"I wish I was an inch taller." He said out loud. Immediately he felt a strange, very pleasant stretching sensation in his bones that stopped after three seconds. Jumping off his bed, he rushed over to his closet and opened the door, revealing the pencil marks he had made to track his height. Using a book, he measured himself and found himself to be exactly one inch taller than he was last week!
"It works!" Chris said, thrilled by his growth and excited by all of the possibilities. "I wish I was a foot taller now!" He said, than let out a moan as the stretching sensation happen again, only this time stronger and lasting longer. He looked over in the mirror and watched himself inch higher and higher, his body growing inside of his tiny boy clothes. The sleeves rode up and the hem of his shirt lifted higher as they exposed more of his stomach. Almost all too soon the growth stopped, leaving him at 5'3".
"Awesome!" Chris said as he looked at himself, turning around in the mirror. As he did however, he noticed something. Instead of his entire body growing bigger, it seemed like his body was...thinner? After thinking a bit, Chris figured out that although the wishes made him taller, it kept the same muscle mass he had before, making him look skinnier than usual. He'd have to be careful and specific about his wishes, or else he'd end up as a twig like he was now.
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