"Sure, I guess. I'll take.. 6 cards." Ty started drawing cards off the stack, then had a thought. "For now."
Ty took the cards he drew, and began laying them out in a row. Fidgeting over the last couple cards, he tried to get them straight. "Oh, just turn them over already! I wanna see what you get." Dustin whined, in his deep, rumbly voice.
"Fine, fine!" Ty grabbed the first card, flipping it over. He made his wish, keeping Dustin in the dark, as if Ty had always been how he was about to become. Well, he considered, maybe let him comment a little...
Jack of Spades.
"Oof!" Ty groaned, as a floot of heat went through his groin.
"What's up?" Dustin looked curious, then spotted movement in Ty's pants. "Geez! That's 10 inches you definitely needed!"
Suddenly, pain joined the heat, as his pants constricted what was now 10 inches bigger, for a grand total of.. 12 inches. Dustin had been right, he really was underdeveloped for his age. Well, not any more.Next card.
Seven of Hearts.
"Oooh. Nice." Dustin added. "You'll finally get some meat on those bones. Still nothing compared to mine, of course." Ty sneered. Yeah, well, wait a few cards...
The heat returned, this time along with a tired ache, all over his body, as if he'd been running or exercising all day. The sound of fabric being ripped a little at a time heralded the destruction of his shirt, while the small-sized jeans he was wearing ripped down the sides. 70 pounds of muscle put him in the nicely-athletic range, totalling around 185, though he was still short. Next card.
Four of Diamonds.
What hadn't ripped before now tore in the other direction as he outgrew the children's clothes he'd been wearing. At least 5'8" was in the normal range for someone his age. Pulling off the scraps of his shirt, Ty flipped another card.
Ten of Hearts.
Another hundred pounds of muscle expanded on Ty's frame. Unbuttoning and ripping his jeans off, he threw modesty out the window. Flexing an arm, Ty admired the results of the four cards so far. Now he had the build of a competition bodybuilder. Just need a little more height, he thought. He flipped the next card.
The King of Diamonds stared back at him, as he began to grow.
"It's funny how life is, y'know?" Dustin was looking off into nothing, reflecting. "You and I aren't blood relatives, you're adopted, but we're both really hyper-masculine. We look like brothers. I'm 8'5", you're 6'8". Well, except for the hair..." Dustin shook his head. "So, start pulling these cards already, I want to see what you'll end up like."
Ty flipped the card, revealing the Ace of Clubs. "Damn. Do I want to be a fuzzball, or just skin?" Ty thought back to Dustin's comment. "Screw it, make it a ten. Might as well outshine him in one spot."
Ty felt tiny pricks of heat over his skin, followed by a wave of itchyness. A quick glance at his forearm revealed a spread of dark hair, just barely moving over the rippling skin. Up his arm it went, and down his fingers. Looking down at his stomach and groin, a thick line of hair had spread from the middle of his chest, thinning around his sternum, then spreading wide scross his navel, diving heavily onto his groin, but also spreading like weeds across his waist and thighs.
Running to a mirror, he stared as an alien face stared back. His eyes were buried under heavy eyebrows, the combination of the muscle creating a heavy, almost caveman brow, and the hair creating thick, shaggy eyebrows. Meanwhile his cheeks, almost to under his eyes, had been covered by a thick, dark, beard. It wasn't very long, but very thick, and as he turned his head, he realized it stretched down to join the now-massive forest of chest hair, as well as following his neck around the sides just as the chest hair spread onto his shoulders. Even his arm pits had spread in all directions, joining the back hair sparesly, but staying thick from pit to pit across the chest. He also had a solid mass of hair stretching from his face to, as he turned, his ass. It got thin in some places, like on his upper arms, or middle back, but it was still there. It was everywhere! Even his hands and feet didn't escape, as thick hair curled over his knuckles and over the backs of each finger and toe.
This was insane! This had to be way more than Dustin had! With that thought, tho, he paused. He could easily reverse this with his powers, but with his step-brother so freakishly amazing everywhere else, did he really want to lose his best feature?