Ty and Jake passed Tom's house and came past a house that had a large lawn before it, with a iron-linked fence
around it. Ty figured that there were probably some kids living at this house, because of the fence. Indeed,
as they walked in front of the house, they spotted a nine-year-old boy, wearing shorts, a t-shirt and
sneakers, kicking a soccer ball across the vast grassy yard. Ty stopped walking and quietly hid behind a bush
for a moment, so that the boy couldn't see him. Jake had to completely squat down, due to his size, in order
to remain hidden.
"What are you gonna do?" Jake whispered to Ty.
"Sssshhh..." Ty whispered. "I just found out that the kid's name is Rick... He's only nine and he plays
soccer... Let's help him out!"
"You're gonna make him grow?"
"Yeah! He's got an older brother who always picks on him... So, it's time to teach him a lesson. We need to
help out little Ricky a bit..."
Rick was about 4 foot 6 inches tall and he was skinny to say the least. The boy had black hair and brown eyes,
and he certainly looked younger than he was.
"He lookes kinda young. What are you gonna do?" Jake whispered.
"We're gonna make him a little on the big side for his age!" Ty replied with an evil grin. "Here goes!"
Suddenly, Ricky felt his arms balloon into pythons of muscle as his biceps became hard as rocks. Rick flexed
his arms and his jaw dropped open, realizing how strong he had become. Next, his chest bulged outward, as his
small pecs pushed out. He was suddenly changing into a muscle-kid!
"Wow! Look at him!" Jake laughed.
Ricky's calves swelled until they were as big as softballs and his thighs thickened as well, becoming as hard
as steel. The boy now resembled a young gymnast! Finally, ridges formed over his stomach as his abs formed,
and he was truly becoming ripped all over!
"There you have it! A nine-year-old muscle-kid!" Ty cheered.
"Dang! He looks like he can go to the gymnastics competition!" Jake grinned.
Ricky just looked down and flexed his arms with a grin on his face. Ty had just wished that everyone found it
completely normal that little Ricky was a muscle boy.
"His brother won't pick on him anymore!" Ty smiled.
Ty and Jake then got up and snuck away, leaving little Ricky in the yard with his soccer ball. The difference
was that little Ricky wasn't all that "little" anymore...