Jamie decided to get some sleep and re-think the pill in the morning. However when he got up the next day he'd forgotten about it. He was halfway through making breakfast when he remembered, and just at that moment Timmy, or Timothy to be more precise, appeared in the kitchen. When Jamie saw him he did a double-take; Timothy's cherubic face and messy blond hair sat atop a smooth, muscular body, like that of one of the jocks at school, except in a seven-year old size. Well-defined, smooth pecs, broad shoulders, thick, powerful muscular arms, and a perfect eight pack, all shown by the fact Tim wasn't wearing a shirt. His back and chest formed a perfect v-shape to his waist, and then curved out into powerful, muscular legs that left Tim's pyjama pants very tight. They were made even tighter by a very generous bulge in the front, and the fact that Timmy had grown several inches to now stand 5 feet even; huge for his age.