"All right, there ya go." Allen said, as Peter started shrinking back to 6'.
He was regaining all of his old muscle strength and soon looked pretty much just like Allen.
They decided to head back home.
"So, are you happy now?" Asked Allen.
"Yeah, thanks bud. But you know, I always get such a rush when you transform me like that."
"You ain't seen nothing yet." Allen replied with an ironic smile.
"Really? Because I kinda feel like doing something different..."
As soon as Peter said that, Allen started getting taller... and bigger. He was now at 10' and he was still growing. Peter could see Allen's gut getting bigger and rounder, the muscles in his arms and legs becoming as big as tree trunks...
He couldn't do anything but stare in awe at the giant that his friend had become: he was at least 30' if he was an inch, and was built like a tank. Make that ten tanks. Strangely, Peter thought, his clothes and shoes had grown with him.
"Hey man, what about me?" Asked Peter, looking at his friends humongous leg.
Just as he said that, a shadow started forming around him. It was getting bigger. He looked up just in time to see Allen's giant shoe descending on him.
"Oh..." Peter said, realizing what was gonna happen.
*THUD*
Allen pressed down real hard on his foot, then stepped back.
"Shit..." Finished Peter.
And there he was, spread out twice his normal size, barely an inch thick. He looked like a caricature of himself.
Allen had regained his normal size.
"Woah, man, you look like a fucking pancake... That's kinda sexy."
Allen said, peeling him off the hot asphalt.
"Allen... I can't move my body..." Peter said.
"Hush now, flat boy." Allen said sweetly, kissing Peter on his flat lips.
"What should I do with you now?"