When Josh arrives, he's carrying a towel and wearing a Speedo under his clothes.
"Do you want to go swimming," he begins, then sees your bigger self and does a double take. "... Whoa! Man, what have you been eating? You sure bulked up! Been gaining weight for the swim team?"
"No," you say. "Football, maybe."
"Well, I'm just asking. I've got my Speedo on. Are we going to the swimming pool, or staying here? And what was that stuff about some potion for wishes?"
"We should stay here," you reply decisively, shifting your newly fattened self. "We can always swim in our pool. But, yeah, I did buy some wishing potion. Tell me, is there something you've always wanted but never got? You can have it now!"
"What do you mean?"
"The wishing powder! The guy I bought it from said that all you have to do is mix it up and drink it, and it grants wishes! We oughta try it!"
"Hey, do you believe that? Wishes? I bet only small stuff. But, sure, let's try it."
"You first."
"What? You bought it, you first."
You mix some up, then say, "You sure you don't want to go first?"
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