"It's time for you to get a bully of your own. First off, I wish that you would regress to a 12 year old, and be in 7th grade. Second, I wish that you would be four feet tall with no excess muscle at all." Dustin and the other jocks watched in shock as Jim quickly regressed to 12. He lost height and muscle. Soon he was shrinking far beyond the normal 12 structure. "Next, I wish for Dustin to be 18 years old, in his senior year." Dustin quickly shot up to 6'2" and gained about 135lbs. of muscle. "Now, I wish for Dustin to gain 500 lbs. of muscle, get 7 inches taller, take your spot on the football team, and now be your bully." Dustin was soon inflating with muscle as his pecs inflated and his abs soon became a 10 pack. His biceps grew and rounded, as his legs thickened with sinewy muscle. His legs, arms, and torso grew longer as his height reached its target. Then, his clothes turned into a football jersey as his facial hair grew in.
"Oh My God! I'm Huge!" Dustin said in his much deeper voice.
"Now, Dustin, Rob, Thomas, Aren't you late for Jim's daily beating?"
"Uh, Yeah, we are. Now Jim, Time for your torture." Dustin said, as Ty watched him beat up a helpless, short, and wimpy Jim.