Sean was a teen, 14 and about to enter High School. He was short, unbearably scrawny and thin. His next door neighbor, Chad, was quite the opposite. He was to be a senior this year and was the pinnacle of attraction. He was almost a foot and a half taller than Sean, with biceps as big as Sean’s head.
Chad was not nice to Sean, and Sean’s busy parents were too oblivious to see it. And so, Chad was Sean’s “friend.”
“Yes you there young man,” Stephan said pointing at the boys. “The tall one with his short little friend.
Chad practically picked Sean up by he collar of his shirt and dragged him up on stage.
Stephan stepped aside and the two came face to face with Madame Illusia.
“How are you today boys?” she asked in a sweet voice. It was different from when she spoke earlier. It was sweet and soft yet loud enough for the entire crowd to hear.
“Excellent your majesty,” Chad said excessively bowing. He laughed loudly as Sean murmured a small good.
“You look like you could use some help,” Madam Illusia said in her soft voice.
“Absolut-“ Chad started, but was cut off abruptly.
“NOT you,” Madame Illusia said loudly. Her voice now sharp, her eyes staring angrily at Chad. The entire room was suddenly quiet, one could hear the breeze outside. She turned towards Sean and once again smiled. “You have a bit of trouble on you don’t you.”
“Don’t say anything Se-” Chad once again tried to say. However, halfway through the sentence, Madame Illusia snapped her fingers and Stephan approached Chad and with startling strength put his hand over chad’s mouth and held him down.
Sean was taken aback. Chad was jacked, as strong as can be. Stephen looked like nothing compared to Chad, how was he holding him down?
“We can find a solution to this,” Madame Illusia said interrupting Sean’s train of thought. The fortune teller placed an ancient looking book on the table and began searching through it. She found a page and began chanting an incantation. Once finished, Madam Illusia looked at Sean and smiled.
“Is something wrong Ma’am?” Sean said softly. Chad was writhing all around in Stephan’s arms trying to get his way at Sean.
“Should start in a few seconds dear,” Madam Illusia said smiling.
Sean suddenly felt sick. He grabbed his stomach. Suddenly he was burning all over. He burst out of his small clothes all over his body as muscle rippled over it. He fell to the ground, and when he stood back up, he was looking down on the now still Chad. He wore nothing but his small underwear, but one tear later, it was off.
And there he stood in his naked glory, the hulk of a man stronger and larger than every man in this room.
“Not just individually stronger Sean,” Madame Illusia said winking. Sean turned quickly. She had read his thoughts. “Stronger than everyone here combined. And more handsome.”
All the men in the room were shocked. Some started to get up and hurriedly left.
“Don’t worry Sean,” Madam Illusia continued. “When they leave here they’ll forget this whole ordeal. And everyone will think you currently normal. Even with you naked.”
One man shouted witch and ran off. Stephen stepped back, leaving Chad to his own devices. Chad collapsed as he stared upwards in shock.
“And before you go Sean,” Madame Illusia said. “We must determine a punishment for your “best friend” here.”