Sarah seems to be really upset with the Wishing Powder. She's been a good friend and she'd never lie to you.
"Ok," you sigh," I won't use it."
"Oh thank you," Sarah smiles and gives you a hug and wipes her tears off your shoulder.
"I should have known," you sigh," 25 bucks.... shesh."
"What were you going to wish for?" asks Sarah backing up a bit after your hug.
"Well I want to fit in with my family more," you answer and pat your flat tummy," I feel a little out of place."
"Yeah," Sarah agrees," your Dad's huge and your brother isn't that far behind him. And your mom has a few extra pounds on her too."
"Yeah," you tell Sarah," and here I am with a normal wieght."
"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to get bigger?" asks Sarah.
You give her a confused look.
Sarah grabs you by your arm and stands close and puts the other hand on your stomach and says," If we were to go out, I'd make sure you always have more then enough to eat."
"Seriously?" you ask.
"Of course," Sarah smiles," I always liked big boys. Just haven't found one that wanted to be bigger."
"That's great," you smile and give Sarah a quick peck on the cheek," where do we start?"
"My house," Sarah answers," let's go bake some cookies!"
"What about the Wishing Powder?" you ask eyeing the bottle on the table.
"Get rid of it," Sarah answers.
"Will do," you smile and pick up the Wishing Powder and head upstairs and.....
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