As Anthony continued to guzzle down Madame Illusia’s delicious muscle-growth chocolate shake, he suddenly began to feel an intense tingling sensation in his groin…. He needed to pee really bad!
“Uhh… Madame Illusia, I think I had enough… I need to use the bathroom!” Anthony said as he handed the shake back to the elderly lady as the big muscle man stumbled off the stage and walked out of the tent towards the bathroom.
Madame Illusia placed the cup containing the shake on the small, wooden table near the center of the stage. The cup was almost empty but it began to magically refill itself.
“There you have it, ladies and gentlemen! Anthony came onto this stage as an ordinary young man and he left as a large, tall and muscular hulk of a giant! Anthony had gained over a hundred pounds of muscle in just a matter of ten minutes and all he had to do was drink some of my shake! So, who is up next to try out and experience some of my power?” Madame Illusia shouted out loud as members of the crowd were mumbling at one another out of utter amazement.
As a louder rumbling surfaced among the audience which was seated in the tent before the wooden stage where Stephen and Madame Illusia were standing, they suddenly noticed something happening on stage: The cup containing the shake was overflowing and the liquid was spilling onto the small table.
“Oh dear! Now, we don’t want to waste any of this muscle-growth shake, do we? There must be some young man sitting in the crowd who would love to see his muscles enlarged! Or, maybe there is a young lady out there, who is tired of being bullied at school? Or, perhaps someone wants to improve their performance in football, soccer or in the weight room?” Madame Illusia added.
Finally, someone among the audience stood up and began to walk down the steps towards the stage.
“Aha! Here we go! We have someone else who wants to become bigger, just like Anthony did!” Madame Illusia shouted as she smiled at the person who was walking down the stairs. So, who was this lucky person?