Nick walked out into the other room with Clark, catching a sullen expression before Clark can mask it with a smile.
"Hey Nick, do you want to play some video games?" Clark asked.
"Of course, but are you alright man?"
Clark sighed, "I just wasn't quite ready to be this young. Could you make me just a little bit older?"
"Fine, I'll make you thirteen, but that's it!" Nick relented. "I'm not buying you any new clothes either," he said with a smirk.
Nick picked up the age gun and quickly calibrated it until it read thirteen.
Clark bulled down his tighty whites and tossed the to the side as the beam hit him across the chest. He felt himself aging up, the first traces of puberty beginning to appear on his body. He felt himself get taller, and looked down to see his boyhood developing and growing a bit larger.
Once the gun was finished, Clark asked Nick if he had any clothes that would fit his body.
"Don't worry, you bought a larger size of briefs just in case those were too small, remember?" Nick said, with a smile creeping across his face.
Clark groaned as Nick tossed him a pair of tightly whites and pulled them on to his larger frame. He had hoped to escape his brief-cladden fate, but it was to no avail. Clark walked over to Nick, and suddenly pulls down his shorts and runs into the other room with them.
"Hey!" Nick yells, his briefs now exposed to the cold air of his apartment. Nick ran after Clark, but found that the older boy held his pants up far to high for him to reach.
If I have to wear little boy underwear, so do you, and we are both going to show it!" Said Clark. Nick laughed, and the two boys began to wrestle on the floor, Clark's size advantage allowing him to win this time, as he pressed Nick's butt against the floor