… Your little brother Tucker, although a ‘bump’ wouldn't be the best way to describe it.
Upon entering your house, your mother said to you: "Hey, honey. Would you mind cleaning up your brother’s clothes or throw them along with the laundry? I'm on the phone right now."
Sigh, here you go babysitting after him again - it's like he was deliberately torturing you with his escapades, and sloppiness.
You walk up to your brother, proudly showing off the mustard stains on his white t-shirt, and so you try to clean off the stains to no avail.
"Alright, Tucker, what was it this time? Playing with your food again?"
"Mom said I could have corndogs on lunch for doing my homework yesterday, but…"
You cut him off "Let me guess, your favorite cartoon came up, so you forgot to pay attention to the corndog you were painting your shirt with."
Tucker nodded in response, so you told him: "You can't be like this, Tucker! You're six years old now."
After the frustrating conversation, you grabbed Tucker by the arm and took him to his room, and opened his cupboard to get him some new clothes. The funny thing is, you didn't notice that grabbing his arms triggered the spray to glimmer, but didn't go unnoticed by Tucker who pointed it out.
"Liam, why are you glowing?"
"Glowing?" You ask him.
"Yeah, you look kinda funny too."
Then the realization hits you - it was the magic spray!
Tucker witnessed as years of puberty melted off of you, as it was apparent by your loss of height, body hair, and what little muscle mass you had. Then you could feel your body regaining its baby fat, and Tucker’s cherubic appearance was now your own.
When your transformation ended, Tucker giggled and pointed you to his mirror. When you turned to observe your reflection, you are horrified to see yourself, an identical twin to Tucker.
Towheaded? Check. Blue eyes? Check. One missing tooth? Check & check!
"Looks like I'm not the only one getting his clothes changed!" Tucker teased you.
Before you could react, your mother opened the door and her reaction was…