“How about this?” Phil suggested. “I wear the jacket for the rest of today. Tomorrow, I give it to Clark, and he wears it all day. The next day, he gives it to Jax, who wears it all that day. It eventually comes back to me and we can keep cycling it around until we feel done with it. Everyone okay with this?”
Jax and Clark both nodded. After all, they did want to see how big someone could get in one day with this jacket.
“All right then,” Phil said with a grin. “I’ll send you guys updates on my progress.”
They parted ways, and Phil eventually reached his house. When he reached his room, he slipped off the jacket and posed for his mirror. He loved the way his arms bunched up under his sleeves, the bumps of his new abs, the tightness of his shirt across his expanding chest, the way his jeans showed off his new muscle butt and legs.
Phil noticed something else too. The green dye seemed to be leaching out of his hair, as it returned to its’ natural blond. He thought he saw some hints of a squarer jaw and light facial hair, which he’d been unable to grow before.
Phil wore the jacket the rest of the day, including at dinner. He wondered if it had some other magic too, because his family didn’t ask him about the jacket or about his growth.
Phil took the jacket off before he went to bed. He decided to sleep in his underwear tonight because his crappy clothes that he used for pajamas didn’t fit.
Before he went to bed, he weighed himself on the scale in the bathroom. Last time he’d checked, he’d been about 135. Now, the readout said 195. This surprised Phil; wait til he told the guys about this! He went to bed happy and exhausted from a long day of growing.