While you waited for Wade to do his thing in the bathroom, you just sat at the small table in the far back corner of the crowded coffee shop when a lady walked in with her pre-teen son. The boy looked like he was about twelve years old or so. All the tables were taken and the two just stood there, waiting for a table to free up.
“Give us another two minutes, ma’am. We need to wipe down this table and then you can have it!” the busboy said to her.
In the meantime, you had an unobstructed view of the lady and her son as they stood right in front of you.
The boy was wearing a soccer uniform, minus the cleats of course.
“Mom, when can I join the basketball team? I wanna play basketball!” the boy said sadly.
“Jason, you still need to grow a little taller, my son. You’re a bit too short for the basketball team. Just be patient! You’ll get there soon, buddy. Just wait here while I use the lady’s room, okay?” his mother said to him.
The boy just stood in the corner where the rack of menus hung from the wall as the lady walked to the bathroom. Since you had a clear view of Jason, the kid before you, you began to wonder if you could use the ring to make his wishes come true? You figured the boy seemed short and skinny, about five feet tall.
“I guess Jason would need to grow another seven or eight inches taller to make it on the basketball team. He might use some more muscle on those skinny bones as well!” you say quietly to yourself as you examine the short kid before you.
And then it happened, just as you had commanded. The boy let out a soft moan and he closed his eyes and craned his neck back as he suddenly started growing taller! Especially his legs grew dramatically longer, giving the boy an additional eight inches in height, which he so longed for. Within seconds, the kid was a whopping 5-foot-8 inches tall as his legs, arms and torso thickened with some more muscle. His chest grew wider and thicker as well as his arms. His quads and calves really stood out as well. Lastly, the soccer uniform, which had become far too small on him, instantly transformed into a basketball jersey and shorts, and the cleats changed into high tops. Jason transformed into a hoopster!
“Here we go!” the mother said, as she returned from the ladies’ room.
“My goodness, Jason. You’re growing like a weed! I’m so glad you made the basketball team this year!”
Just then, the busboy indicated that the table was ready, and the mom and her son took their seats. They ordered drinks and they just waited for their food as Wade finally emerged from the men’s restroom. You couldn’t help but look over at the table across the aisle from you where Jason sat. It just made you happy knowing you were able to use your ring to change your life for the better!