"You're not going crazy," you assure your stepmother as you pull out the remote control. She stares at it a moment, head tilted to one side like a puppy. To prove it, you point the remote at the plate of food on the table and blow it up to twice its original size. "See? Perfectly sane. Some guy showed up and gave this to me this morning. It's what made you bigger."
Allison blinks. "That thing," she says, "made me bigger?"
"Yeah, it's pretty wild. It can make things bigger, smaller, turn them back to normal. It's like magic."
"Magic," she repeats blankly.
"I mean, it's not really magic, obviously, but it may as well be. No idea how the hell it works. This kind of technology, though, is insane. It could change the world as we know it."
Shaking her head, Allison snaps out of the trance-like state she slipped into. "And you decided to use it on me?"
"As a prank, yeah, just to see how you'd react."
"Christ, Robby, you had me thinking that I'd completely lost my mind." Your stepmother rubs her face with her hands. "I almost had a panic attack there for a second. Honestly, I was about to call the doctor and try to schedule an emergency visit. Don't know how I would've tried to explain it to them."
"That would have been pretty funny."
"Not for me," she exhales. "Not at all. How could you, Robby? Why would you do this to me?"
Without thinking, you blurt out, "Because it's freaking hot."
"Hot?" Allison forces a laugh, but the fake smile quickly fades as she realizes that you're not joking around. "No, come on, Robby, that's not funny. You just wanted to mess with me."
Red faced, you tell her, "That too, yeah."
"I'm not hot, I'm your stepmother."
"Look at you, though. You're sexy, gorgeous, and now you're tall. It's not like I want you to be hot or anything. I just - I can't help it."
"You're young and your hormones are raging. That's all it is, Robby." Eager to change the subject, Allison holds out her right hand. "Can I see that? Who gave it to you again?"
"Just some guy who said he knew dad. Didn't tell me his name. He said it was important that dad gets this."
Still holding out her hand, Allison says, "Here, let me see it."
You tighten your fingers around the remote for a second, then you...
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