Ty grinned as he thudded back up to his room. That had been hilarious!
"The look on Dustin's face!" Ty remembered with a chuckle. Well, maybe a bit of a rumble; Ty idly palmed at his throat as his voice came out about half an octave lower than yesterday. It sounded pretty good!
He did frown a bit as his beard - and wasn't that new! - bristled against his hand from his neck. Ty gave himself a once-over in the mirror and saw an absolute carpet of hair along his body and way more beard than he was expecting. Actually, his whole body was built kind of thick and fluffy; maybe going through the late bits of puberty over and over didn't do an even job of things.
Ty tipped back to sit on his mattress, and smirked as he felt the springs protest a bit. He was having too much fun to stop now, so those poor springs should probably not complain just yet!
"Hmm...." Ty pondered, tapping his cheek. Scowling at bristles - again! - he decided enough was enough.
"I wish I was 17, still this size, and about as hairy as average for that age."
Getting younger like this felt... weird. Ty didn't look much different, maybe his forehead got a little smoother, or shinier (gross, he hopes that isn't oily or something), and maybe he felt a little more energy? Whatever, it was hard to tell since he wished to keep the size. The cheek bristles did not go away. But, Ty watched as a lot of the excess body hair fell out and sizzled into nothing as it fell away. Special effects... nice! What was left behind was... more than he was used to, but it didn't look too shabby. Ty cocked an eyebrow, inspired.
"I wish my hair was groomed."
Now THAT looked good. Wow. Okay, Ty was not taking away any more hair. Dang. Ty gave a playful pose at the mirror and flexed an arm. He stared, a bit shocked as his bicep bulged out a LOT, and winced as he felt his medium-size boxers tear a bit as he... continued to react to his reflection.
"Right... XL boxers..." Ty muttered as he carefully tugged the tight shredded clothing off of himself. He had a hard time - heh - getting the things off; they snagged at his waist and his bigger feet made the leg holes trickier. But, in short order he had himself dressed in bigger clothes. Now that he was paying attention, a few things in his room had changed while he was wishing downstairs, clothes included.
Some of his furniture was in worse shape then before, and Ty realized that if he focused, he could remember his foster parents buying used furniture at a thrift store to save money for food and clothes. Ty's current mass required a lot of feeding to get to, and now as he looked at his old shredded boxers Ty started remembering hulking out of several pairs of clothes in his early teens as he bulked up. A full grooming kit was on top of his dresser; Ty thought maybe that had only appeared after his last wish.
Apparently Mark and Judy were still kind of jerks so instead of spending more on Ty they'd moved the budget around. At least they'd kept him fed and made sure he didn't look too shabby, but it was still kind of a crappy thing for them to do.
Ty scowled a bit, and decided that if that was the way they were going to keep acting then he'd just have to annoy them as much as possible. And like Mark said when he left breakfast, they seemed to get stressed from having to give him basic care as he grew.
"'I hope he doesn't have another growth spurt anytime soon'," Ty said in a mocking tone, imitating Mark. He laughed when he noticed he had to pitch his voice UP a little to do it now. "Well, if you guys are going to be dicks about it, then suffer."
(Okay, maybe this just sounded fun anyway, but Ty didn't care; being petty to his foster family AND getting to be the big guy? Yes please.)
"I wish..." Ty paused, and thought out what he wanted. He definitely wanted to be big, but he also wanted Mark and Judy to get some karma for how they treated him. Hmm...
Ty got an idea. He grinned an evil grin.
"Yeah. Let's 'Clifford' this shit."
"I wish I was a late bloomer, and I'd just started my biggest growth spurt last week, but my family hadn't noticed yet. And I wish that the more annoyed Mark and Judy get about it, the bigger the growth spurt gets."
Ty waited a moment, watching his reflection for anything. After a minute, he shrugged and decided to start his day; his wishes had all worked so far so this one should too.
It was still the weekend, and Ty wanted to spend some time out of the house. Maybe he'd go see some friends or go to the park.
Plans set, Ty grabbed a big pair of sandals - also new - from beside his dresser and slipped them on, only to blink down in surprise for a moment before grinning evilly once more.
After all, his wish must have worked if his size sixteen sandals were too small.