John was completely taken aback by what had just happened. He looked at Ryan, who was now towering over him, with a mix of shock and anger on his face.
"What the hell just happened? How did you...how did you grow like that?" John demanded, his voice shaking with disbelief.
"I made a wish, John," Ryan replied calmly. "And it came true. I guess I wished to be big and strong like you."
John was speechless for a moment, his eyes scanning up and down Ryan's now towering form. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. His little brother, who had always been so small and skinny, was now bigger and stronger than him.
But his shock quickly turned to anger. "You can't just make wishes like that, Ryan. You don't know what you're messing with. You have to be careful with that coin," he warned, his voice raising in volume.
"I am being careful, John," Ryan said firmly, his newfound confidence apparent in his voice. "And I'm not going to waste this opportunity to become the kind of person I've always wanted to be."
John huffed in frustration, but before he could say anything else, Ryan cut him off. "Speaking of which, I need to borrow some of your clothes. Mine don't fit me anymore."
John hesitated for a moment, but then he reluctantly agreed, knowing that Ryan's growth spurt had made his clothes too small for him. He went to his room and brought out a few pairs of shorts and t-shirts, which he handed over to Ryan.
But as Ryan started to change into the clothes, John realized that they were going to be far too big for him now. He watched in disbelief as Ryan stripped down to his underwear, revealing his new muscular physique.
Ryan flexed his biceps, admiring the new muscles that had appeared seemingly out of nowhere. He couldn't believe how strong he felt now, how much more confident he was in his own skin.
“Check me out, John. I’m bigger and stronger than you now,” Ryan taunted, flexing his biceps.
John glared at him, feeling humiliated and powerless in his shrunken body.
“This is ridiculous. You can’t just become a muscle-bound freak overnight and expect everything to be okay,” John said, scowling at Ryan.
John could only stare in shock as his little brother strutted around in his underwear, taunting him with his newfound strength. "Looks like I don't need to worry about being the 'little twerp' anymore, huh John?" Ryan teased, flexing his muscles again.
John gritted his teeth, frustrated at the turn of events. But deep down, he couldn't help but feel a little impressed by Ryan's transformation. He knew that he had always been the stronger, more athletic one in the family, but now Ryan had surpassed him in every way.
As Ryan finished changing into his new clothes, John couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. He had always been the big brother, the protector, but now Ryan didn't need him anymore. He had become his own man, in every sense of the word