"Welll," Jim said, "I controlled my foot size with the balloon. So maybe you should control your foot size."
"OK." Ron said.
As Jim let the air outta the balloon, Ron removed his brown shoes and blue socks, leaving his feet bare. Jim handed his dad the balloon, and, Looking down at his feet, Ron said the spell, “Control my foot size.”
Ron blew into the balloon and it expanded with a “FFOOOOOFFF” and the sound of stretching rubber. At the same time, his feet stretched out larger on the carpet below. He could feel the carpet sliding underneath them as the soles of his feet took up more surface area. They now appeared to be a few shoe sizes larger. He lifted his right foot up and wriggled his larger toes. Everything felt normal, except that his foot seemed slightly heavier.
He blew into the balloon again, “FFOOOOOOF.” And again, he felt his feet spread out larger on the carpet. Looking down, he had to laugh. His feet were huge now, probably bigger than his and Jim's put together. This time the weight difference was very noticeable. It seemed like someone had tied a lead weight to his ankle. He wriggled his big toes again. They were thicker than his fingers now. How weird, he thought.
Ron had to try taking a few steps. It was a strange sensation, walking with such big feet. But Jim had done it before.
he put the balloon to his lips again to inflate his feet some more. “FFFOOOOOOOOOFF.” Jim’s dad's feet now were probably the biggest feet in the world.
Ron took a very deep breath and blew into the balloon one more time. “FFFFFOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFF.” Now his feet were as wide as the door. He wriggled his giant toes again and laughed to see that he now controlled such huge digits. His biggest toes were the size of soft balls now!
After admiring their size for a minute, Jim let the air slip out of the balloon in one long hiss, and his dad's feet shrank back to normal.
"So," Ron asked his son, "What shall we do now?"