"I'm thinking of starting a Sumo team," Coach Dudrow smiles as he holds a glass of Wishing Powder mixed in some water.
"Sumo? Here? In small town America?" Roger asks unimpressed," I mean, are you going to make a team of sumos with a kid like this?"
Roger looks down at you and you feel yourself get a little embarrassed.
"No offense kid, but you may want to try wrestling first."
"Actually with a little help from this!" Coach says standing up and flashing the glass.
"What? Lime Kool-aid?" Roger scoffs," Don't be ridiculous."
"You'll see.." Dudrow winks and takes and gulp.
"So what's that supposed to do? This kid is going to need more than juice for him to fatten up"
Coach Dudrow laughed, "Oh no doubt. But this isn't a normal drink".
You feel an energy well in your body like bubbling water. You have no control over it. And it feels like an explosion! You suddenly irk forward then swings back and his clothes explode off of your body as your feel the weight pile on. You watch your belly grow into a taut round gut that resembled that of your father in more ways than one. You widens out considerably with some broad shoulders and a very thick waist and a giant gut that slams down on to his desk.
"Jesus Christ!" Roger exclaims jumping back.
"Well as you see Roger, my student (IYNH) knows what sudden mass feels like now".
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