Kent, the tiny fat football coach, and Jason, the tiny skinny basketball coach, stood under Ty and whimpered. "Please, change us back!" Jason begged in his high, piping voice while the obese Kent still rolled and waddled on his back on the ground by the pool.
Ty looked down at them. "You'd have to be nice."
"We'll be nice!" Jason promised.
Ty grinned. "Not to me. To other students." Ty thought about it. "You've got till the end of the school day today. Everyone in school will think you're the two midget coaches we've always had, but every time a student spontaneously says, 'Thank you!' to you, you'll grow an inch taller." Ty flicked his eyes to Kent. "And in Coach Kent's case, get some of his old build back. But it has to be an honest thank you. You can't just threaten someone till they say it." Ty chuckled. "And you're going to be starting a bit behind, so you're going to have to be extra nice, Coach Jason."
Coach Kent had finally stood up, and at 2'10" of rotund midgetness, he still towered over Coach Kent, who was 2' even, the size of a large doll. A doll wearing a 6'10" man's baskeball jersey.
Ty waved his hand and the clothes resized for the coaches new tiny forms and the midgets scrambled to put them on, thanking Ty profusely.
"No, thank YOU," Ty insisted and watched as each of them grew an inch taller to 2'11 and 2'1" respectively, Coach Kent losing the tiniest bit of pudginess as he did.
Coach Jason glanced over at the pool clock. "11:44. Oh crap, school gets out at 2:30. We better hustle."
"Have fun," Ty said. "When the last bell rings at 2:30, you're whatever height you are forever." He grinned. "Better learn to be nice."