Ty strolled into the poll area, taking a seat up in the bleachers with the various other students who were watching the swim-guys practice in the pool. Among the guys swimming in the pool was Marco, otherwise known as The Dolphin. He got this nickname because he was slim, but cut through the water as if he were a knife and the pool was a tub of butter. Marco was 5'9" feet tall, and had a wiry body. Seeing him outside of the pool made him look like a giant joke, though he was the school's best swimmer, so nobody made fun of him. Ty though Dolphin boy was kind of cute, but the scrawniness made him look like a tall twelve year old.
Ty thought The Dolphin would look much better as a shark. Not a literal shark, however. Ty was thinking about how sharks were mostly muscle and had lots of it.
"He'll look better and perform better, so why not? I wish Marco gained more muscle every time someone called him The Dolphin throughout the next 24 hours. I also wish that the rest of his body and other features look the part for the body he grows into."
Ty watched as the wish took effect just as Marco finished up his last lap and climbed out of the pool.
"Time to observe Marco the Shark's development." Ty said to himself in a terrible Australian accent, smiling to himself.