You have to lie down and rest now with the Pubertaway in the room so we can fix things," Eric suggested, his voice tinged with immaturity as he fully grasped the seriousness of the situation.
"Who says I want to return to being a feeble little kid? I mean, just look at me! I must be around 6'2"," Brandon remarked proudly.
"Actually, you're 6'5"," Eric muttered under his breath.
Brandon had always admired the scenes in movies where the action heroes flexed their pecs. However, he had never possessed pecs of his own, making him wonder about the level of difficulty involved. His initial attempts were quite comical, but suddenly, he managed to master the art. It was exhilarating! Brandon now sported the most enormous pecs he had ever laid eyes on, bouncing them as if he had possessed them forever.
"Stop that!" Eric shouted. "We need to fix things immediately!"
"Take it easy, little dude. Why would I let you rob me of these incredible muscles?" Brandon retorted.
Brandon proceeded to examine his enlarged hands and arms, his substantial pecs, and his well-defined abs, running his fingers along the impressive cuts. He then clasped his hands behind his head and proceeded to grind his rock-solid abs. After that, he raised his arms perpendicularly to his body and struck a double bicep pose, the veins in his now-massive arms pulsating as he flexed.
"Wow, this is mind-blowing! I look like a superhero, but even better," Brandon exclaimed, grinning as he continued to flex his newfound, immense muscles. "Here, record a video of me flexing these bad boys," he instructed, handing his phone to his dad.
"No way," Eric responded, filled with distress and envy.
"Film this video, or else you'll never regain these incredible muscles," Brandon threatened, his deep, manly voice intensifying the threat.
"Fine," Eric agreed reluctantly. "It's the least I can do before you go back to being a regular 10-year-old."
Standing there only in his underwear, Brandon began flexing his colossal new muscles, imitating the poses he had observed bodybuilders do in movies. With each flex, his muscles and veins bulged in ways Brandon had never imagined possible. He grinned from ear to ear as he showcased his flawless, transformed physique.
"That was incredible! No wonder people work out so much. I've never felt so powerful and alive!"
Brandon chuckled, contemplating the fact that he had never even set foot in a gym or engaged in any form of exercise.
Afterwards, an empowered Brandon approached his father, wearing a mischievous smile. "You know what, Dad?" he declared. "I think it's time for me to take charge and be the man of the house. From now on, you'll be doing all my chores!"
Eric's eyes widened in surprise, realizing that his son's newfound confidence and physicality were making him quite the force to be reckoned with.