Still spitting brown spit from the magic dip, Tim returned home and dumped his gear on the floor of the room he shared with his little brother, Mikey. Mikey was 11 and scrawny even for his age, but as part of Tim's transformation, he now idolized his jock brother. Tim passed out in bed when he got home, but when Mikey came in and saw his tin of Skoal sitting on top of his bag, he was intrigued. He had always wanted to try it, having seen his brother do it for years. He quietly took the tin into the bathroom and locked the door. Mikey smacked the tin haphazardly, trying to emulate Tim's motion. He nervously removed the lid, grabbed a miniscule pinch of the brown stuff and cautiously put it into his lip. Immediately he felt a buzz, but it wasn't the normal first time dipper's buzz.
As a puddle of spit formed on the floor of his mouth, Mikey looked, frozed, into the mirror as he began to change. He saw his milky white skin darken to a deep tan, and watched his greasy blonde hair grow and soften into a mass of brown curls that ended right at the bottom of his neck. His neck, meanwhile, was tensing up with new muscle, as were his arms and the rest of his body. The dip in his lip, previously almost invisibly small, tripled in size until it formed a gigantic bulge in his lip. Mikey's face rearranged, the crooked baby teeth replaced by startling white adult teeth. His lips plumped up lusciously and his eyes went from a drab brown to a striking blue, nicely accenting his strong cheekbones and square jaw. Black stubble grew in along his jawline, forming into a pencil-thin and perfectly trimmed chinstrap beard.
Seconds after he had anxiously experimented with his big bro's Skoal, Mikey had become Mike, still Tim's younger brother but now only by a year. Formerly preoccupied with cartoons and action figures, Mike's mind reprogrammed itself until he was as skilled and talented at baseball as Tim was. His change complete, Tim popped the tin into the back pocket of the jeans that now hung nicely from his v-curved waist, and, just as Tim had, took a walk down the street, spitting brown juice all over the place.