”I wish the three of you had bodies like mine,” said Justin.
His friends immediately started feeling their skin crawling as their muscles expanded.
”Oh, no way!”, exclaimed Cody, rubbing a hand up and down his arm, which had nearly doubled in circumference.
”Shit, I’ve got a snake in here!” Mike had cupped his hand over the front of his pants, beneath which he could feel his equipment enlarging to an amazing degree.
”Too tight,” gasped Kevin, trying to hold his now way-too-small T-shirt away from his expanded neck.
”I wish you were all wearing clothes that fit your new bodies!” Justin hurriedly wished.
Kevin let out a sigh as his T-shirt enlarged and was no longer choking him.
”Sorry, man,” Justin said to him.
”Are you kidding?” said Kevin, who had lifted up the T-shirt and was running a hand over his perfectly-defined 6-pack abs. “This is awesome!”
”Yeah, this is fucking unbelievable,” added Cody. “Only problem is gonna be explaining this to everyone -- I think my parents would be a little weirded out if they saw me like this all of a sudden.”
”And our teachers,” said Mike. “Not to mention everyone else here.”
Justin said, “Guess I can try this -- uh, I wish these were our regular bodies that everyone remembers us having. And, uh, I wish any other changes I make in the future will seem completely normal to everyone in the world but the four of us unless I wish otherwise. That should make things easier.”
A school bus pulled up in the driveway, and Cody said, “Oh, shit, you know what I just realized?”
”What?” asked Kevin.
”We’re fucking studs!” exclaimed Cody. “We should be able to get any girl we want -- oh, shit, what if we already have girlfriends because they remember us looking like this? Well, who cares? Come on, guys, let’s go get ‘em!”
Cody, Mike, and Kevin scattered. Justin shrugged and leaned against the wall.