"How did he get so big" ask yourself quietly.
He's laying on his back but with the blanket on top of his shirtless body, so you can't see the extent of his growth. You go over and start peeling the blanket off so you can see, as he continues snoring. You successfully pull the blanket off without waking him.
"He's a giant," you say to yourself, looking at his massive chest and gut. His massive belly bounces up and down as he breaths in and out, it flows over his waist over his private area and over the sides resting on the bed he lies on. He's much hairier than you remember as well. His chest and belly is covered in dark hair, and he has heavy stubble on his face. You hear his bed creaking a little as he continues sleeping.
You decide to wake him up, it's been so long since you've seen him and you just have to know how he got so big, you figure you can use the Wishing Powder later on.
You tap him gently at first, but he doesn't budge, you then push into his stomach, hoping he would wake up. You truly get a feel of how fleshy he is, his fat is pretty jiggly and jello-like, you enjoy putting digging your hand into it. You continue poking and prodding him for about ten minutes before he finally begins to wake up.
"Little bro, is that you?" Mike says, in a deep, sleepy voice.
"Yeah it's me," you reply. "How have you been?" you ask cutting to the chase.
"Good," he replies as he sits up on his bed, his massive hairy gut barely being contained in his lap.
"Eating well?" you reply.
Hes patted his gut, and a big jiggle went through his body. "Isn't this evidence enough?" he said nonchalantly with a laugh.
"What are you weighing these days?" you ask, clearly interested.
"Last time I weighed myself was a week ago, I was like... 405."
"You passed the 400 mark!?" you say. "That's impossible!"
"I been eating a lot little bro, I was surprised myself," he says with a smile. "I'm actually pretty hungry right now, we got anything in the Kitchen?"
"Pancakes and eggs and stuff," you stay, still perplexed about how he gained so much weight.
He heads downstairs, his blubber jiggling as he walks past you, and he gives you a nice hard big brother slap on the back.
This is killing you, you have to know what happened, but you also want to see what would happen if he got bigger, seeing him so monstrous makes you really happy, and it's fun to have your brother so big so young, you can only imagine how big he's gonna be.
You grab the Wishing Powder and decide to make a wish.
What do you wish for?
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