“Jackson, give me the ring back now. I need to turn back into the grown up so there is someone here to look after you both like you mom asked for the weekend,” Oliver said in his childish voice, trying as best as he could to sound somewhat authoritative.
“Jackson, just give Uncle Ollie the ring back. He was just trying to show us a magic trick and make us laugh. Now let him turn himself back. After all, he’s right, there should really be a grown up here,” Conner told his brother.
Jackson looked at the ring in his hand and then back up at his now 5 year old uncle. A mischievous smirk began appearing on his face.
“You know Conner, you might be onto something.”
“I am?” Conner said almost surprised that his brother might actually be listening to him.
“Yeah, we should probably have a grown up here this weekend. But who says it has to be uncle Ollie?!” Jackson replied.
Almost in unison, both Conner and Oliver looked at one another with panicked looks.
“Jackson, give me the ring this minute!” Oliver shouted.
As his uncle basically begged him for the ring, Jackson walked around behind the couch and saw his uncle’s clothes laying on the ground from when he went behind the couch for his “trick.”
“Jackson, what are you doing.” Oliver said panicked as he raced around the corner to find his nephew picking through the pile of clothes he had abandoned in order to perform his trick. “Stop, what are you doing?!”
Oliver ran up to try to stop Jackson from picking through the clothes just as he pulled his boxers from the pile.
“Gimme those!” Oliver said trying to swipe them from Jackson’s hand.
“What’s a matter, Uncle Ollie? Don’t want to be the only one doing magic tricks?”
“Jackson, you can’t. Just give me my ring and boxers now.” Oliver said pleading with his 10 year old nephew.
“Sit down Uncle Ollie, you’re not changing my mind and if you can’t tell you’re in no position to try to tell me what to do.”
Oliver sulked knowing he was right. He was dumb enough to turn himself into a kid and now he was defenseless against his nephew. He cringed thinking about that could happen if Jackson put the ring and boxers on at the same time, but there was nothing he could do in his current state.
“Jackson, I’m begging you please just give me the ring. Then if you want to play with it, I’ll let you.”
“No way. I’m about you show you a trick uncle Ollie.”
With that, Jackson slipped the ring on his finger. He then proceeded to take off his shirt and shorts. He walked behind the couch and then tossed his briefs out to the side. Once he had the oversized boxers on he walked out from the couch.
It was a humorous sight as the boxers were far too large far too large for Jackson. But that was about to change.
“Why isn’t it wor—“ Jackson stopped midsentence as he felt a weird sense of verigo, the sign the transformation was about to begin.
Jackson felt a strange tingling as he was overwhelmed with a sensation unlike anything he had felt before. Little by little, his limbs began to stretch outward as if he was being inflated from the inside out as the years began to come in waves.
His uncle’s boxers went from hanging off him to suddenly fitting like a glove as his body filled out. Suddenly his calves and thighs swole with muscles, doubling in size as his boxers filled in in all the right places.
Jackson’s flat stomach began tightening. One by one, ab muscles popped out of his stomach until he had an unbelievable eight pack..
Following the formation of his abs, his chest popped out as two toned pecs emerged first like little bumps before filling out into two curved mountains of muscle.
Next, his shoulders expanded, widening his frame in unbelievable ways, then came the arms. Thick veins popped on the spaghetti arms still on the young boy. Suddenly, his arms expanded outward as his biceps turned into massive mountains of pure muscle, with bulging veins running down them.
As the transformation continued, Jackson’s pencilneck turned into a thick trunk and then came the change of his facial appearance. Years suddenly came flooding through as his rounded face tightened, His jawline sharpened as his chubby cheeks tightened into sharp dimples as stumble emerged from his face. When it was finished Jackson looked like a chiseled god, with muscles bigger than he could have ever imagined having.
As the transformation ended, the dizziness stopped.