“I feel...Weird,” you said to yourself, patting your bloated belly. “Crap...My jeans. What am I going to do about these? Mom’s going to kill me…”
You half wished that you could repair them yourself, but you didn’t know anything about sewing. Plus, that wouldn’t fix the problem you were having in regard to your waistline. Now that the rush was wearing off, you were certainly starting to feel a little heavier. A quick pat down of your torso confirmed that you were indeed getting a little bigger. Over ten pounds heavier than you were just an hour ago.
But, of course, you were more distracted by the fact that you had ruined your clothes. These weren’t cheap and your mom often gave you an earful if you ever wrecked on how much they cost. The thought occurred that the pants needed to disappear.
And, in that moment, they vanished into thin air. Right between your fingertips.
“Wait, what?” you said looked around to make sure you hadn’t somehow dropped them. “Where the heck did they go?”
As soon as you bent over, you felt a weird sense of warmth like your entire was heating up. The ten pounds you had just gained fizzled and melted away like warm butter. In an instant, you were back to your normal size with no trace of anything ever happening to you.
“This is too strange,” you said, now rubbing your newly flat stomach. “Was I just allergic to something and the swelling went down?”
You had any logical thought you would know that such gross transformations was not how the human body worked. But, being a stupid teenage boy, you were more than content to have both of your problems go away, your bloated waistline and ruined pants. Out of sight, out of mind. And so, you went back to your day as if nothing happened, grabbing a comfortable pair of your sweatpants to carry on.
If you dug a little deeper though, you would have realized you tapped into something strange.
By slowly becoming Alice, you had access to some buried deep within her that she might not even be aware of. And by drawing it out, you could change the fabric of the universe to your whim. But only in small doses. The cost of such power sapper would typically sap away Alice’s life force. And since you were merely adopting Alice’s body through the magic of the hoodie you were wearing…
It was only a matter of time again before you started to feel bloated again. The sweatpants did their job in keeping your growing waistline contained better than your constraining jeans could. And by drawing more of Alice’s latent powers out, you could make another magical wish again. Though completely unaware yet of such ramifications, you would soon learn all about them.
Your second magical “spell” came in the form of...
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