“First, I’m going to need to borrow your body.” Tim said Witt his arms crossed.
“What!? Why?”
“It’s only fair you creep. Now hand me the socks.” Tim held out his hand.
You couldn’t afford to have Tim blab about this to your father. Reluctantly agreeing to his weird experiment might just keep him quiet in the long run. You the socks off your now small feet and handed them over.
Tim put on the socks and started reminding his shirt.
“Why are you taking your clothes off?”
“Calm down. I know you already saw me naked you creep. It’s only fair that I stay naked to see you in your birthday suit as well.”
“Now, it’s time to be the big brother.” Tim said while stepping into your shoes.
The changes were visible early on, with Tim’s jar slowly developing more of a solid shape. His body began to expand and stretch as his leftover baby fat shifted to early teenage muscles. Hairs crawled their way across his pits and crotch.
“Woah I have hair “down there” now. Nice.”
When the transformation was compete, he rubbed his hands over his new body.
“Now get out pipsqueak, I gotta get dressed before Ben gets here.”
You walked out of the room as your brother slammed the door.
Not long after that you were in the living room waiting for Ben to arrive.
Tim finally emerged from your room.
“Man this big thingy is amazing! Now I know what all those noises I hear from your room are all about.”
The door bell rang.
“It’s Ben, don’t say anything. I got a plan to get him into the socks.” Tim smiled.
Tim opened the door to greet your friend. Ben was pretty athletic with a fit frame but not taller than your regular body. You can tell Tim liked the feeling of being taller than someone else your age by his smug little grin.
“Hey man, ready to work on the project?” Ben asked.
“Yeah! Totally ready to work on the experiment-um- project thingy.”
“You feeling alright?” Ben was starting to step inside when Tim got in front of him.
“Not so fast, um, buddy , I’m gonna need you to take off your shoes, it’s my dad’s new rule.”
“Really? Why?”
“He’s trying to get the floor fixed up and doesn’t want it dirty.”
You slapped your forehead in response to Tim’s stupid excuse.
“Dude you know I just got these shoes. They’re not even dirty!”
“Hey, I don’t make the rules around here.” Tim shrugged.
Ben finally obeyed and removed his new sneakers.
“And one more thing, here’s a new pair of socks so you don’t stink up the place.”
You were starting to get nervous. Tim’s plan was actually sort of working.
“Fine.” Ben took the magic socks and slid them on.
“Now can we work on the dumb project?”
“Sure, come on in buddy.”
Ben looked at you on the couch as Tim led him down the hallway.
You couldn’t say anything to warn him without alerting Tim so you just pointed at your feet and shook your head.
Ben just rolled his eyes, most likely assuming you were referring to the “no shoes” thing. He then continued walking down the hall. Oblivious to what was really going on.