"You turn down the gift of a magician? Don't you know it's rude to refuse a gift? So now you shall learn not to spurn someone's gifts! I can see into heart and you want size. To be huge. To be able to stand up to bullies like them without worry that they will retaliate. Well, you shall have the size you desire. And then more. You shall grow as you like but you will not be able to stop until you call my name, ready to accept my gift. My name is Stanley."
With his curse proclaimed, he waved his hand over you. The world spins for a few seconds before it settles down. Steadying yourself, you look for the magician, but he is gone.
Weary, you head on to the park to meet your friends. They're all at the skate park where you had agreed to meet.
"Hey! You're late!" Calls Nate, your best friend. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah. Not sure what just happened, but I'm fine."
"Okay. You look sort of out of it..."
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