Frank Griffith. The name was on the periphery of his memory as his eyelids worked on fluttering open. A knocking sound kept at his ears. What...
Ty got up, slowly. His bed was so small. Why didn't they just buy him a new one. But wait, it had never been small before.
He got up, and dizzyingly looked down at his room. He was at least a foot taller than he had been before falling asleep. For that matter, he hadn't felt this great waking
up in well...his entire life. He scratched at his gray underwear, and rubbed the find sandpapery stubble on his cheek.
Wait a minute', he thought. 'I don't shave!'
The knocking at the door continued. "Hurry up, Ty!" said Dustin. "We're gonna be late for school. You promised you'd walk me to school so I wouldn't get beat up!"
Oh yes, he remembered. Part of the psychological retraining I toyed with last night...rewiring Dustin's brain for dependence on me.
He looked in the mirror way, way down on the dresser drawer, and gasped. He brought the mirror up to his face. The face of a smeary bearded man, with proportions
of a bodybuilder, penis bulging out of his underwear greeted him.
"Well, I'll be" said a gritty voice, with a slightly Texan accent he recognized as now his own. He stretched. His highly tanned muscles were covered with hair that he
took time scratching.
Now, the fun would begin. He opened the door. Dustin screamed. Ty performed a quick reworking of Dustin's brain. Ty decided that it was time for him to play the
part of father in this family. He walked to the bathroom where a full sized mirror greeted him...a hairy, rugged man who looked like someone women would throw
themselves at, along with various men. Hair slightly choppy, rugged. Everything about him was rugged. He walked into his once father's room and began to pull out a
Tshirt that he pulled over his massive frame. It fit him, but barely, and his saddle sized pecs were completely visible in their contours. He felt his face, and bellowed:
Danny! Get your ass in here!
His once father came out, and Ty quickly turned him into a quivering 13 year old, shrinking him like a bad CGI effect.
"Im the new dad of the house. It's decided! Now get to school. I have to go to drill practice. MOVE! MOVE MOVE MOVE!"
Danny, understanding his new position as Ty's son (along with some helpful mind tampering) ran off.
Ty scratched his wide face and grinned. Today was filled with unlimited possibilities....