"I wish I was older." Scottie muttered the wish automatically - he was the youngest of three brothers, and being the 'baby' of the family sucked. The eyes of the Magician figure flashed suddenly, then flared really bright, knocking him to the ground with what felt like a strong electrical shock. "Shit!" Scottie shook his head, feeling dazed, but finally got up and looked at the now-dark machine. It must have short-circuited! He frowned. Why did it look so much smaller? Then he saw a big kid reflected in the glass and turned to tell him what happened. There was no one there.
It took a moment for Scottie to realize that the big kid was him. Looking down, he discovered that his clothes were all different, and the body under them was way bigger. He looked back at the glass and stared. The kid looking back was still him - at least, it looked a lot like what he was used to, but older. More like his big brother David, who was 14. But even older than that! He looked like he might even be 16 or 17!
As he was staring at himself, he heard a familair voice shouting. David! Turning, he saw his former big brother scowling and pointing to the Arcade. "Come on, Scott! We want to try some of the other rides, and Mom gave you all the money!"
Scottie's mouth fell open. Somehow, the mahcine had made him the big brother!