Tyrone thinks for a while, “you know,” he then says, “actually, I’d like to increase your size, to protect you from predators. Because I don’t want to lose such an amazing and unique friend”.
“Claws” tilts his head, “how big are we talking about?”
“Um… alligator size,” Tyrone says, “which are 15 feet in length!”
“Hell yeah,” the “lizard” says, without hesitation, “do it!”
Tyrone giggles, “okay, hold still,” he then begins to type into his phone.
Once Tyrone confirms the change, “Claws” once again feels that tingling sensation, ‘I guess I’ll never get used to that,’ he thinks to himself. The “lizard” then feels his body starting to stretch and widen, which feels weird to him, but not unpleasant.
After half an hour, the “lizard” has reached its new size of 15 feet, “okay, this sure is an improvement,” he says.
Tyrone stares with wide eyes, “oh man, thank god we are friends,” he says, “or else I’d have to be cautious not to end up as a snack! You kinda look like a king or some kind of leader, especially with your new size!”
“Claws” snorts, “naaah, humans aren’t juicy enough,” he says, “just kidding. I’d never eat you, Tyrone, but I can’t promise not to eat a human, but only IF a human should threaten you in some way! Well, I do feel kinda powerful! I could see myself as the ruler, as a king, imagining not only reptiles but all animal species… and all humans do as I say, serve me, worship me… THAT would be amazing, I’d no longer be some weak little lizard. I’d be a creature everything and everyone would respect”.
Listening to the large lizard’s words, Tyrone starts to feel a little uneasy, had he made a mistake with increasing the animal’s size?
‘What have I done,’ Tyrone thinks to himself, ‘with his human-like smarts, Claws would have no problem becoming a king and rule this world! But… he… he would never do such a thing… he’s to friendly!’
“Tyrone,” the lizard then says.
Tyrone jumps, “y-yes, Claws,” he asks, “s-sorry I was kinda zoned out”.
“I asked, if I were a king… would you do anything I say,” Claws asks, “just curious!”
Tyrone hesitates, not wanting to say the wrong thing, but Claws hasn’t mentioned wanting to be a king, the lizard is just curious, so it won’t hurt to be honest, right?
“W-well… you do have that king-like dominant aura feel,” the boy says nervously, “I do feel intimidated by you, now that you are so big. So, y-yeah… I… I guess I would”.
‘Hm… now I really would like to be a king,’ the “lizard” thinks to himself, ‘the world would be a much better place. With that App, I could make all humans my loyal subjects, and Tyrone... he’d make a great prince… or queen! I just need to get my claws on that App, I could also trick Tyrone to make me even more powerful and unstoppable… hehe… yeah!’
“Claws,” Tyrone asks, “what are you thinking?”
“Oh, nothing you need to worry about, Tyrone,” the “lizard” says, “and no need to look so nervous. I’m not planning to become a king and rule this world, so no need to crap your pants… hehe!”
Hearing this, Tyrone relaxes a little, letting out a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck, “hehe, I don’t know why I thought you would actually want to be a king,” he says, “you are to kind”.
The “lizard” smiles, “so, now what? You’ll be heading back home,” he then asks.
“Nah, it is still early,” Tyrone says, “I could change something about myself, or would you like to try out the App and change something about me?”