Taylor watched as Mike typed in his wish. "So what are you gonna wish for?" Taylor asked. "You know how I've always wanted a sibling like you, right? "Yeah?" "Well that's gonna be my wish. I'll make me an older brother." "That so..." Taylor still thought this whole thing was ridiculous and he definitely wanted to say something since his older brother was a bit of an ass, but he continued to humor his friend. "Go for it!" "And done!"
Mike showed Taylor what he typed in. "I wish I had a Big Brother like my friend Taylor." "You really didn't need to add that last part." "Aw, what's the worse that could happen!" Mike ignored his friend as he hit enter on the app. They looked at the screen as a timer counted down from ten and said "Time until Wish Granted." "So excited!" Mike said. "Yeah, yeah." The timer hit three seconds and then two. Then came one and soon zero. The words, "Your wish will be GRANTED" then appeared. "Several seconds passed and nothing happened." "Aw man!" Mike said, exasperated. "Told ya." Taylor shook his head.
And then it happened. A flash of light shot out from the screen. "Ah!" "Ah!" The two boys covered their eyes as Mike dropped the phone. A few seconds later, the light started to fade. "What... was that about?" Taylor asked. "I... I don't know. Weird." Mike picked up the phone. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with it. He scratched his stomach. "You okay?" Taylor asked. It was just a simple itch, but something about it worried him immensely. "Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little... stomach pain... Ow!" "Mike?!" Taylor moved towards his friend. "Ah! Ugh!" Mike's body vibrated. Dropping his phone again, his boy jerked backwards. "Gah! Agh! Blegh!" One more violent jerk and something came out from Mike's mouth. It was like a trail of smoke. "What the?!" Taylor watched, mouth agape at something that looked like out of a horror movie. The smoke trailed downwards in an arc towards him. "Ah!" It was Taylor turn to jerk backwards as his mouth opened on its own. The smoke from Mike then entered through his mouth.
"Ahh...Ahh..." The two boys tried to say something as they exchanged whatever it was they were exchanging. It was then that each of them were lifted up into the air. "Ahh... Ahh?!" Unable to do anything, the boys watched as they levitated off the ground, like they were part of some kind of magic act. A few more second passed and the smoke stopped coming out from Mike and finished going into Taylor. "Pant... Pant... Pant..." The two boys panted as they tried to get their bearings; well as anyone floating in mid air could do. "Ta-Taylor! What's happening?!" Mike was the first one to speak. He felt weaker, like he had lost something important. "I... I don't know!" Taylor just couldn't believe this was happening. His whole body felt weird. Whatever he took from Mike made his body feel warm. His penis twitched in his pants.
As the two stared at each other, Mike was the first to notice something even weirder. He watched as the creases in Taylor's clothes were being filled in, like his body was getting bigger. "What?!" Taylor asked frantically. "Um..." Mike just stared as his best friend was growing up. His face changed and got rougher, more older. "You... You're growing Taylor!" "What?!" Taylor looked down and saw his body was getting bigger for himself. His stomach started to show more skin as a six pack formed on him. His pants tightened around his waist as the pant legs rode up his legs, which were getting hairier by the second. His toes then burst out from his socks and they were huge! "Mike?! Ahh!" Taylor called out to his best friend, but a deeper voice echoed from his mouth.
Then it was his turn to see something weird. As Taylor looked at a horrified Mike, Mike's own clothes started to look loose on him. His socks were hanging on just barely and soon fell off completely, his drooping pants soon covering the rest of his feet, but not before Taylor could tell they were much smaller. Mike's shirt hung off one of his arms. Looking at his terrified face, Taylor could see Mike's features smooth, his face much smaller, no younger. Taylor recognized it as Mike when he was 10 years old. And although neither he nor Mike could tell, Taylor was at least 14 himself. "Mike, you're getting younger!" Taylor finally cried out. "And I think you're getting older!"
"AHHHHH!!!" They both yelled out. As Taylor continued to get older, his body felt completely constrained in his clothes. "Guh! Ugh!" Taylor cried out in pain, as said pain soon turned into relief. His clothes could stretch no longer. They started to tear all over the place. First his pants and socks gave way with a loud snap, falling violently to the ground, then his shirt broke into tiny pieces, leaving him in nothing but his undies, now sporting an uncomfortably large bulge. Mike watched in a mixture of horror and amazement as his friends muscles expanded some more. His abs became more defined. His pectorals broke out, each one bounced in and out several times. His arm and legs muscles followed, along with a good amount of body hair. "Holy crud!" was all Mike could say as his formally tiny best friend was becoming a behemoth of a man.
"This can't be happening!" Taylor thought to himself. He was now a teenager, just like his older brother. His fast forward puberty was making his penis hard as a rock, the tip jutting out from his undies. He could feel something threatening to come out. He tried to ignore it by staring at Mike, but Mike's own changes weren't exactly distracting, at least in the way Taylor wanted it. His friend was getting younger by the minute. He must have been 6 years old at most now. His pants and underwear slid down his legs and onto the floor. His drooping shirt was covering his modesty, but Taylor knew it must have been as tiny as his was huge. Mike wiggled around, trying to break free, but he stayed where he was now five years old. "Taylor! Taylor!"
"Mike!" The two futilely called out to each other. They wanted to believe this wasn't real, but their voices were all but a confirmation of what was happening. Mike was regressing in age. Taylor was progressing. Taylor thought back to the smoke that came out of Mike and into him. It must have been Mike's very essence. He was stealing the older years off his life. Taylor growing penis was pushing his underwear out and his growing balls were widening it further. Soon that too couldn't handle the pressure of his growing body and his undies exploded off his groin, leaving his long, big and hard penis with his increasingly hairy testicles out in the open. "Whoa!" "Ah!" Taylor tried to cover his modesty, but it was too big even for his huge hands. "Ah! Ah!" Just touching it sent shiver through his body. Taylor could feel a surge come up from the base. "Ah! Gah!" Taylor jerked back. No longer able to contain himself, his penis shook once and then again, shooting out streams of white liquid from his pee hole. "Ah, ah, ah!" Taylor shook a few more times as the white liquid hit him and the ceiling. "Ah! Guh!" Taylor wanted to cry as he soiled himself. A trail of hair slid down his abs and connected with the pubic hair on his huge ball sacs.
Mike simply watched as his friend peed out the white liquid. His own bladder felt foreign to him as well. As he got younger, he was having a hard time controlling it. He knew from his Mom that he had a harder time being potty trained and although he couldn't remember it, he was getting a refresher right now. "Ugh! No!" Mike tried to hold it in. As he squirmed, his shirt finally fell off his tiny body, said body now thinner then the neck hole of a twelve year old's shirt. And no sooner had he been stripped naked, did his bladder loosen even more as he peed onto the floor. "Ah... Nooo..." Mike whimper as he soiled himself. "Guh!" Another shake and he even started to poop. "Ahh.... Nooo..." Mike whimpered again as nature took it course. A little earlier Taylor had finally stopped "peeing" himself, so he saw as his own friend pee and defecate onto the floor. To his eyes, Mike was now no younger then three, while Taylor was 21 at most, just three years older then his own brother.
Next the remains of their clothes swirled around their respective bodies. The white liquid that have covered Taylor and the room simply vanished. Likewise, Mike's own piss and shit disappeared, leaving the two boys and the room sparkling clean. Near Mike, his now too big clothes started to shrink, his shirt faded into a simple light blue color and his pant legs pulled upwards and into a small pair of shorts, while his underwear transformed into a diaper which then proceeded to go up his legs and cover his incredibly tiny penis. The shorts soon followed and his light blue shirt as well. Mike's arms moved upwards so the shirt could be put on. His socks simply vanished, making this now younger Mike barefoot for the moment. His body then started to move towards the ground. Mike felt the cold hard floor, which just moments ago was covered with his wastes as he was finally let down.
As for Taylor the tattered remains of his clothes swirled together. His rainbow colored shirt turned a simple white, the arms were no longer apart of it and was now a simple wife beater. His pants also turned into a pair of blue shorts, albeit one that was much bigger than Mike's as what remained of his undies transformed into a pair of black boxer briefs. Said briefs then crawled up his legs and covered his now dwindling size penis, although it still remained a humongous 6 inch thing. The shorts soon followed and like Mike, Taylor's arms moved up so his new wife beater could lay down on his muscular body. Both shirt and shorts showed his muscles off quite nicely.
As Taylor thought that, he was soon let down. As he did the room changed. All the toys for twelve year olds vanished. In their place toys for a very young child were now strewn across the floor. The pictures around the room changed. In their place, Mike was now the young child he appeared to be and another member of the family was appearing in them. Another man with respectable muscles and a chiseled face and although Taylor couldn't see himself yet, he knew that person in the picture was him. "Oh fuck!" Taylor cursed. "Taylor?" Mike asked his big best friend. He too saw the pictures and seemed to come to the same conclusion. As Taylor hit the floor (Likewise he was also without socks), the two simultaneously said to each other. "We're brothers now!!"
Mike looked at himself. He was as tiny as he had ever been. Opening up his pants and diaper a penis fit for a kid who wet himself was nestled within. Likewise, Taylor was as big as Mike was small. He opened up his own pants with some trepidation and saw his huge wiener staring at him. He closed his pants with a snap. "And I'm definitely the older one!" "Holy cow!" Mike looked for his phone, but it was no longer there. Of course a three year old babe had no need for one. But Mike knew that his wish had been granted. "Big bro..." Mike simply said. "Shit!" was all Taylor could say as his life as a member of Mike's family had begun.