You decide to go for girth in your first wish - but as you’re swallowing the Wishing Powder solution (which tastes vaguely of salt and sweat) you decide to try a longer wish.
“I wish that I would be twenty-five pounds fatter, and that my wallet would always have $100 in it.”
You sit at the food court table, and suddenly a feeling like tiny electric shocks runs through your body. Your cargo pants suddenly feel very tight. You look down, and your gut is making your shirt bulge out.
“Cool, it worked,” you say to yourself, running a hand over your newly acquired gut. You notice that your legs look bigger too, and your shirt seems tighter across your pecs too. You reach down and, with some difficulty, pull your wallet out of your back pocket. “Cool, my butt is bigger too.” You look into your wallet and see that there is a hundred dollars in fresh crisp $20s in it. You slide out from the bench to get up, and find it seems a little harder to get up - your first lesson in being bigger. You’re suddenly hungry, too, so you head back to the fries place.
“Hi, Lori, a jumbo fries with cheese and gravy, and a root beer,” you order.
“Sure,” she replies. As she turns to fill your order she thinks, ‘Boy, his pants look tight. He must be starting to grow. Funny I didn’t notice before.'
You wolf down the fries and drink, and then decide that you have to do something about your suddenly too tight cargo pants. You head into your favorite boarding and sports gear shop, and pick up a pair of new cargos in your usual size 28s before realizing that you’ll need a bigger size. Size 30 doesn’t seem enough of an increase, so you take a pair of 32s into the changing room. You pull them on, and are amazed - they still seem tight. Just how much did your belly grow? You walk out and pick up some size 34s. They fit nicely. 34s! That means you’ve added six inches to your waist in one wish. The Wishing Powder really does seem to work. You pay for the new size 34s - your wallet still has $100 in it - and duck back into the changing room to put them on before heading out to the bus stop.
You grab a bus home and arrive to find that your parents and your big brother are out. You scoop up a water bottle and a glass, and head up to your room to experiment with the Wishing Powder.
In the comfort of your room, you strip off your clothes, and look at yourself in the mirror. Your 25 pound wish gain certainly got rid of your former “skinny good looks” - your midriff now sports a small, rounded gut, and all your of your muscles are covered in a smooth layer of fat. Your legs, arms and chest are bigger, and your pecs have a softer roundness and less definition. Although you’re hardly “big”, you definitely look fatter. You pull your special “weight and bodyfat” scale out from the closet, and step on it.
The display blinks up: 197 pounds, 19% bodyfat. 19%! All of your 25 pound gain must have been fat. Although your dad and big brother are plenty fat, you know they’re very strong, and must have a lot of muscle under their fat - especially your brother, who sprints 40 yards, goes running with his college football team, and can bench press more than 300 pounds. You do want to be bigger, but maybe you should wish for muscle as well as fat if you want to be like your big brother.
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