“Hold up a bit sir,” Lin-Lin said as he stopped Cory outside.
“Ye-ye-yes?” Cory said nervously. Would the small boy turn him into this?
Lin-Lin held up a bottle, inside was a Cam. “This is all that remains of the real Cam. You can take him out of this bottle whenever you like.”
The “Real Cam” looked up at Lin-Lin and then at Cory before sitting down to ponder something. The rest of the Cams became either more scared, sad, or angry.
“And those bottles there,” Lin-Lin explained. “They’re just embodiments of his essence. When you undo the bottle, they will dissolve into this Amber colored liquid, it feels like nothing you could ever believe. I warn you though, I recommend taking one per person. There more vials you use, the more you become like uh...Cam here. If you use more than three on yourself you will become identical to him.”
Cam in his thinking pose shook his head, intrigued by the idea.
“Wellllllll,” Cory said trying to remember all this info. “Thanks?”
“Anytime,” Lin-Lin said. “Oh, and one more thing. The changes are permanent, even if you just use one bottle. Even into your old age you’ll still look somewhat youthful and be very strong, like good ol’ Sam here.”
Lin-Lin patted “Sam’s” vial and handed it to Cory. Cory but Cam in his shirt pocket and looked back up to say something, but Lin-Lin was already gone.
***
Cory took the vials back to the hotel, and into his room. He had shared it with four other guys, Simon, Bret, Petey, and Cam. It was the end of summer, and 44 teenage boys would definitely be in a pool relaxing. Cory was left with Cam and the other...Cams.
First order of business, Cory unscrewed the real Cams bottle, and he crawled out and faced Cory.
“We need to fix me,” said Cam in a very high pitches voice. He stood there, naked, and four inches tall in all of his glory.
“Why don’t you try and take one of these vial things?” Cory suggested. He grabbed the nearest one and unscrewed the lid. The angry Cam inside seemed to dissolve like a gas and the clear gel inside turned Amber.
“We should do this in like a bowl or something Cam,” Cory said. He grabbed an unused styrofoam bowl from breakfast and Cam crawled into it. “I’m going to pour all of this on you, try to get as much of it on you as possible.”
Cory began to pour the gel on to Cam. Can initially flinched, but then suddenly smiled and collapsed in some sort of ecstasy. The vial filled the bowl a bit, putting the now sitting down (questionably fainted?) Cam up to his chest. The pool of gel was going down though, and when it reaches the bottom, any remnants were almost pulled into Cam.
Cam shot upwards, standing up in his bowl, glistening from the gel. He tensed up and grew outwards. He had doubled in size, now 8 inches tall. But not just that, he looked more muscular, much more in-fact. Cam had been the tallest and beefiest guy on the team, no wonder the man nabbed him.
Cam’s muscles loosened and he began to look himself over.
“Yeah dude,” Cam said. His voice now deeper, it matches his original tone. “Give me some more.”
“Woah woah woah Cam,” Cory said. “I’d like to try it too. Besides, you might turn into super Cam. It might be bad for you.”
Cam scoffed at Cory. “I’m already Cam,” he said. “It’s just making me more Cam. No harm in that.”
“I don’t know,” Cory said. He moved the vials up onto the desk, where Can definitely couldn’t reach them. “While it would be good to get you back to at least a normal size, Lin-Lin did say one. And I want to experience that feelings as well.”