Oliver once again stood taller than his now much younger nephew and was ready to regain his strength.
“I’ll that that,” Oliver said grabbing the ring from Jackson’s hand and pushing his nephew down to the ground.
“Wait, uncle Ollie can we talk about this?”
“Oh we will once I’m big again!” With that Oliver slid the ring onto his finger and went to grab a pair of his boxers from the drawer.
Suddenly every muscle on Oliver’s thin frame rippled to life. The waves started small, but with each new wave, Oliver’s muscle crested higher and thicker.
Oliver’s body stretched out and grew at a rapid pace. His legs stretched out; his upper body rose up; his arms bulged and lengthened; his torso expanded; every muscle tensed up as they added definition to his greatly enlarged body. His big, beefy arms bulging like thick pythons with manly power as Oliver’s shirt ripped at the seams, bursting open and revealing his large pectorals and washboard six-pack abs.
After just a few seconds, the short 5 year old once again had the body of oversized man. His shoulders widened. His arms thickened. Even his chest and legs balled up with new found strength.
He brought his arms up into a double bicep. Oliver couldn't believe it, he was in awe of his arms, he just kept flexing them and admiring them with new appreciation for the bulging biceps he took for granted.
Oliver then ran his manly hands over his once again perky pecs which he began bouncing with joy over having pecs he could pop.
As Oliver rediscovered his Adonis like physique, he next moved his hands down over his abs.
"Oh how I missed you," he exclaimed as he slowly ran his hand across each of his perfectly defined abs.
Next he flexed his thunderous thighs, veins popping as he flexed his leg muscles. Finally, he pulled his underwear waistband away from his waist to make sure his unit was also back, a sizable grin appearing at the sight of his groin.
"I feel amazing," he said, pausing to take in his once again commanding and manly voice. "I never realized how much I loved the sound of my voice until spending the day talking like a kid sucking helium."
As Oliver took in his body, so did Jackson who had actually never seen his uncle shirtless in all his muscular glory. Oliver truly was a mountain of a man with his broad shoulders, bulging biceps, perfect pecs, washboard abs and thunderous legs but Jackson knew this having been just as big and strong minutes ago.
"Kid, I get why you stole this body from me," Oliver confessed. "I truly am a work of art and forgot how good it feels to have muscles this large and the power they give me. If I was as scrawny as you, I'd jump at the chance to be massive and see what it's like to be a true bear of a man."
"So you're not angry," a nervous Jackson asked.
"I was, but I forgive you. In fact…”