Mike wanders off for a glass of water, then returns to his bedroom where you're still waiting.
“Here goes,” he says, and takes a sip, “I wish to be 500 pounds."
"You're clothes!" you jump in.
"What?" Mike asks putting the drink down.
"Wish for bigger clothes," you tell him.
Mike lifts up the glass and stops and looks down at his belly.
"Quickly!" you command.
Mike nods and puts one hand on his slowly expanding belly and takes a sip of the drink and says,” I wish my clothes would grow to fit me with my growing."
Mike sets the glass down and you breath a sigh of relief.
"Whoa," Mike says holding his belly.
You look up to see that Mike is already bigger then your Dad and you. His big hairy belly continues to grow and soon begins to sag and get very soft looking instead of hard like he was near 300. Mike's entire body begins to widen and rolls of fat appear all over him. Soon the gain slows down and stops and in front of you stands a giant. You're so glad you made Mike make his clothes grow with him.
"Wow," Mike says looking down and lifting up his shirt," I'm huge."
"You are big bro," you smile and put your hands on Mike's soft hairy saggy belly.
"I wonder how big I am," Mike says holding his belly with both his hands.
"500 pounds," you answer still rubbing Mike's gut yourself.
"I meant measurements," Mike refines.
"Want me to get the measuring tape?" you ask.
"Sure," Mike smiles.
"Back in a sec," you smile and pat Mike's belly and go to leave his bedroom.
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