Sometimes, the price you pay for using magic is simply having it misinterpret your desires. Matt's wish, that the tiny, younger Brett would be his size and age, madly in love with him, and obedient could be taken in more than one way.
Matt watched, entranced, as the younger boy's confusion quickly transformed into love, as his miniature body shuddered and seemed to rush through puberty . . . and get bigger. "All right!" he thought. "NOW things are looking good. I'll FINALLY have a boyfriend!"
He was so excited that he didn't notice that Brett wasn't growing after all. He only looked bigger. Matt's clothes began to loosen on his thin frame as he squatted down to get a closer look at his new boyfriend. Suddenly, the wish kicked into high gear. Matt's body rapidly shrank into the tentlike clothes, the magic wand getting tangled in his shirt sleeve.
"What the hell?" he wondered. Then he heard, "Honey? Lover?"
It was the deeper voice of an older Brett. Matt fought his way out of the blanket-sized clothes and fell into the arms of his gorgeous boyfriend. The two naked young men began kissing passionately, oblivious to a deep thumping coming closer and closer, until . . . "OH MY GOD!"
The miniature boys were startled as a giant stomped into the room. It was Matt's father, Jim, and he was staring directly at them!