Caleb felt great when he woke up the next morning. He sat up in bed and took a moment to admire his perfect body. After a few minutes of flexing, he headed downstairs to get ready for school. His parents both went to work early every morning, so it was up to Caleb to make sure his little brother, Mikey, went to school on time.
Mikey was a lot like Caleb looks wise, but other than that that they were completely different. Mikey was about 12 and was super thin.
At least, that's what Caleb had thought.
When Caleb went downstairs he saw rather large replicas of all his furniture. "The hell is this.." he said to himself.
"You know mom hates it when you cuss." a voice boomed from across the room. Caleb turned to see his once little brother eating ceral at the table. Mikey was now literally twice Caleb's size. Mikey was 13 feet tall now, and each of his muscles were double what Caleb's were.
"M-Mikey? What the hell happened to you?" Caleb stammered. "Don't cuss! And I don't know what you're talking about. Nothing's any different that it was yesterday." "But you're so...big!" "No. I'm normal for my age. Besides, if anyone in this house is at a wierd height for their age it's you, shorty!" Mikey laughed as he spoke. "Anyways, I'm done with breakfast now. Drive me to school! I've already got the phonebooks set up so you can see over the steering wheel, shorty!"
Caleb was shocked. This was all normal? It sure as hell wasn't yesterday. Did that Xan guy really do something to his life? If so, then Caleb's life was truely about to become a living hell.
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