"Need help there Ty?" Dusty chuckled, reaching down to scoop up his, suddenly little, bro.
"Thanks." Ty mindspoke, curtly.
"Effusive, aren't ya, smallfry? Jeez, it's not MY fault you flattened yourself... EEW, you're STICKY!"
"Um... ok... I wasn't supposed to be... just small."
Dusty grimaced, "Well you definately ARE. Heh, flat and sticky, a Ty sticker! Dude, you're like a temporary tatoo! Hahaha!"
He reached up and bared his arm before pressing Ty's flattened body onto his bicep, "Dude, COOL!"
"Dusty what the fuck are you... nngg... I feel wierd..."
Dustin looked at Ty, and jumped, "Uh... Ty, why are you doing that?"
"What?"
"MELDING INTO MY ARM!" Dustin yelled
"I'm... I'm NOT!" Ty sounded more than a little nervous
"You ARE and... ooooooh" He felt a tingle spreading through him, was it... could it be... with Ty's body melded onto his, he had access to Ty's power? "Ty? Can you, move? Become larger?"
Ty's mind voice vanished for a second, before returning, "Umm... no... uh... Dusty? What's happening?"
Dustin grinned, laughing down at Ty, "Dude, you really are my tatoo now! And I'VE got your POWERS!" What little fat there was melted off his body and his muscles bulged, not obscenely, but well defined, a soccer player's physique, "DUDE this is cool. And I owe it all to you, Tatoo Ty!"
"Dusty, you've gotta put me back!"