Mike looks directly at you. You can barely recognize him since he's grown to almost fit his bedroom. His belly has reached the ceiling and three walls, maybe even into his closet.
"That was fun, now turn me back," Mike pouts.
"Fine," you smile," I might as well before you fall through the floor."
"Ha, ha," Mike sarcastically laughs and a creek comes from the floor and Mike's face changes from calm to distress," Hurry up!"
You nod and raise the glass with Wishing Powder mixed into it up to your mouth and take a sip and say," I wish Mike slowly deflated to his normal weight."
"What will saying a wish after drinking Kool Aid do?" asks Mike confused," how did you get me this big anyway? Where's your wand fairy!"
"It's magic powder mixed into the drink," you answer Mike and roll your eyes.
"Fine then," Mike says," how long will it take to get me back down?"
You look back at Mike to see that it looks like he's already lost a few inches, or feet, here and there.
"I'd say less then an hour," you smile and head into room and sit down at your computer chair and rub your little belly. Soon Mike will be back down to 300 pounds and he might want to get revenge on you.
You decide to check your mail and occasionally look behind you to see that Mike is slowly shrinking back down to his normal weight.
After 30 minutes Mike's able to stand up on his legs again and move around, but he can't fit through the door. In a few minutes he'll be able to, but what does he do when he can fit through the door?
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