The Sorcerer's New Apprentice 16: The Beach has a Population Growth (ap ar mc musc)

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Every now and again Brian augmented the first wish with a few changes. Some of the younger kids he would make older and some of the older guys he would make younger. But all would get more muscular. 


Chuck was just taking an early afternoon break from working at the beach. He liked working early in the day because it was a lot cooler. The tropical weather during the summer can be so hot and sticky during latter part of the day. The beach was starting to get a little crowed so he’d have to packing up his landscaping gear real soon. Being it was the weekend he was only required to work till noon. The rest of the day was his to enjoy. 

Chuck loved the outdoors and working with plants. All the heavy lifting had given him a strong and tanned body but it wasn’t a fit one. It lacked definition. He would often just sit on the patio of the beach’s rec center and watch the beach goers. He wasn’t ashamed of his body but neither was he a showoff. Early this morning he saw the biggest guy he had ever seen on the beach. The guy so muscular that the Speedo he wore looked like a poser. Chuck thought to himself. “I could never wear anything that small. My knee length Bermuda shorts is my idea of swimwear.” 

Chuck was enjoying the beach sights so much that he didn’t realize he was on his last can of beer already. He had more in the cooler in his truck but first he needed to make room in his bladder. Good thing the restrooms were close by because he had to go bad. Chuck hurried inside just in time to let loose a hot stream into the urinal. After a few minutes of pleasure, Chuck stepped out of a public restroom and stopped in his tracks when he caught sight of two muscular guys walking nearby. 


“Hey Jason here comes another one.” David pointed to one of the beach attendants coming out of the restroom.

The person coming out of the restroom was Chuck.


A giant cramp took over all Chuck’s body making him drop his can of beer. His t-shirt became tighter in the chest while his shorts became lose around the waist. The thinning hair on his head began to thicken as it turned a lighter shade of brown. The sides started to retreat back into his cranium as the top reformed into a high and tight flat top. All the muscles in his body were absorbing the layer of fat that had covered them over the years. The lean muscles bulged to their new size. His skintight shirt began to shrink even smaller as the sleeves retreated into the shirt. At the same time the neckline drooped lower between the now larger pecs. The shoulder straps of the shirt continued to reduce in size until they was no wider one half inch. The bottom of the now string tank top hung loosely, inches away from his eight-pac abs. His chest had grown in size along with his back, shoulders and arms. The muscles in his upper body had equally large counter parts below the waist. His legs increased in size as his ass grew slightly larger becoming two hard buns of steel. His package got bigger while his shorts got smaller, shiner and smoother. Chuck’s shorts went from multi colored to a shiny black. The legs of the shorts grew shorter and tighter on his legs. His cock and balls, though somewhat unimpressive before, grew to near pornographic size. 

Now he stood there in a string tank top that failed to cover his massive chest effectively. The square cut Speedos he wore had a bulge that could not be ignored. His thoughts went from how best to beautify this beach to how many beauties were on this beach. Why didn’t he see them before? 


“That one didn’t turn out half bad Jason. Let’s go see what happens at the refreshment stand.” David said.


On the other side of the building that held the public restrooms was a refreshment and beach gear rental stand. 10-year-old Timmy McMasterson and his fellow cub scouts of Troop 82 were working the refreshment stand for a community service badge. All the boys stared in awe as the two overly muscled men passed by. Timmy started to feel sick to his stomach all of a sudden. He bent over in pain gripping himself in the place his mother told him never to touch in public. The pain was so bad he didn’t care, it really hurt down there. Soon the pain began to feel kind of nice, but the “sick feeling” he had was still there.

His little body began to swell size and in height. His shoulders expanded wider. His chest and back began to thicken forcing his arms out from his sides and tearing his shirt open. His rest of his torso stayed small, but now it looked foreign to him. His abs reminded him of the loaves of bread rising in the warm kitchen on the bakery tour he was on last week. His arms were getting bigger, bigger than his big brother’s teen-aged arms. His legs were next to expanded bigger to their new size. They were now so big he had to bend them at the knees to keep from falling over. His little pubic area was now the size of a full grown adult, and Timmy kept on rubbing it to make it feel better. Many an adult male would love to have a bulge little Timmy was sporting now.

When he joined cub scouts he was smallest one in his troop. His uniform used to be too big for him. He had grown a lot taller in the last five minutes than he could have in five years. The ten-year-old grade school student was as tall as any high school junior. Now his clothes were real tight on him. They were so tight that they began to rip to pieces exposing his now buff body down to his underwear that had changed to a pair of deep red spandex posers. “Little” Timmy began to explore the rest of his new body. From the top of his broad shoulders down to his thick calves his hands began caressing the newly enlarged muscles. When he returned to a standing position, his hands stopped on his new package. A smile formed on his boyish but now manly face as he looked at his fellow cub scouts whom by now had completed similar transformations. To the rest of the world, it looked like a school for young bodybuilders had just come to town. With the new attendants manning the counter the stand would soon became a very popular spot. 


“Oh man those kids sure did have a growth spurt. I wonder what their parents will say when they get home tonight?” Jason asked David.

“I don’t know if their parents will recognize them.”

“One thing is for sure is that they will be the biggest boy scouts at the next Boy Scout Jamboree.”


A few minutes later after Max and Jim had passed the boy scout troop two  males tourist walked up to the rental stand. They didn’t know what had just happened but all they saw was torn clothing everywhere. Not wanting to get involved with any American rituals the two English tourists rented some chairs for the beach. 

After paying the twenty-dollar deposit for the day, they picked up their chairs and went looking for a spot on the beach to put them. As they were walking, William said to Henry, “Did you see the size of those young bucks?”

“What?” Henry asked. “Of course, I saw them. I’m old not blind.”

“I like this beach already if all the patrons are that big,” William said with a grin.

“Slow down there, plonker. We don’t know the people here,” Henry said to his mate. “They may not be as friendly as they look.”

“You’re right. Here’s a good spot.” William puts his chair down on the sand. “Let’s, as the yanks call it, catch some rays.”

The best friends, sexagenarians Henry and William, were on vacation in the States from England. They had heard from friends that this beach, with its bright white beach that bordered the crystal clear blue green water, was the number one in States to visit. They used a small chunk of their joint retirement fund for the Government ordered three week-long vacation trip. They resolved to turn their pale white skin into a golden tan that eluded them from living in the British Isles for decades. 


Max and Jim continued walking until they reached the end of the boardwalk. So they turned around and headed back towards to the main lifeguard station. They were oblivious to the fact that the scenery before them had changed. As far as they were concerned the beach crowd never looked better.


“Hey guys, here comes our muscle guys back for round two.” David hustled everyone off to one the benches along the boardwalk before the two behemoths passed by. Brian and Quinn were finally able to get a closer look as Max and Jim walked within feet of them. “Oh man they look even bigger close up.” Quinn said to David. 


Henry and William were enjoying the relatively peaceful sounds of waves lapping the shoreline when they heard a commotion passing behind them. They sat up on their lounge chairs to check what was causing the uproar. Even from afar, they could see two big men walking hands-on-asses. Henry and William snickered at public display of affection.

“Henry?” William nudged his friend. “Do those two blokes look friendly to you?”

Henry takes a look at the objects of William’s attention. Before he puts his head back down on his chair he catches a glimpse of something stirring in his friends shorts. “They sure do look friendly. We’ll go find them later. You had better get your mind on other things or everyone here will see just how friendly you are you poofer. Now just enjoy the sunshine for now.”

William could feel the stirrings in his groin as well. It was a familiar feeling but this time it was spreading. It was if the sun had suddenly doubled its solar output.

Henry didn’t want to tell his friend that two blokes were having an effect on him as well. They had been together since the early 80’s with nary a need to look for outside stimuli. It was all he could to keep his feelings for the two musclemen from showing. He thanked the makers of his new undergarment that was keeping his semi-flaccid cock from growing bigger.

Both friends were in the same predicament but neither wanted the other to see that they were in distress. To both lovers it was a pleasant feeling that both had not felt for ages, but it was one that they were enjoying immensely. Both Henry and William’s short bodies began to elongate, stretching out the wrinkles that had invaded their bodies over the years. Their feet started to extend off the end of the lounge chairs by more than six inches, while their backs were sliding up the back of the chairs higher and higher. As they got taller, the mates began to get younger as their once wrinkly and sagging skin tightened. Their muscles slowly regained their strength and density. When they hit their 50s, their shoulders widened, and their chests thickened. Body hair began to grow all over their bodies. Chest hair thickened over ballooning pecs. Once-flabby legs developed into tree trunks with veins the size of pencils. Biceps and triceps tightened and then bulged on arms to the size of a normal man’s legs. Delts and traps grew larger giving them bigger wider shoulders.

At 40 their abs were covered under layers of fat, emerged as the fat melted away revealing two rows of off-set muscles, and below the abs grew bulges under their low hanging board shorts. A bulge grew longer down one leg of William’s shorts but the bulge in Henry’s shorts grew larger in a more confined area. The long bulge in William’s shorts was about to extend out the leg opening when the shorts began to change. The look of suppressed pain on Henry’s face was evidence that his tight undergarment was reaching its limit in trying to contain the growing bulge. The look of pain faded from Henry’s face when material of the undergarment changed to a more giving blend.

Henry’s outer shorts went from multicolored flower print to a solid black while William’s shifted from a banana leaf print to royal blue. The legs of both low hanging shorts got shorter and tighter until the long bulge in William’s was forced back up the legs to the groin, creating a very obscene mound. The mound in Henry’s shorts, on the other hand, did get as big as his friends if not bigger. After all that is what had drawn William to him years ago.

At 30, the hair that had grown out during the transformation began to recede back into their bodies. Soon the only visible body hair left poked out the top of their new Speedos. The hair on top their heads had changed to lighter shades of brown with blond highlights.

During the entire time, they were oblivious to the changes that their bodies had gone through. After all, they were just two twenty-five-year-old male bodybuilder strippers from England doing some tanning on their vacation.


“Did you see those two old geezers get younger?” Quinn pointed out to his friends.

“How could you miss it?”Brian exclaimed. 

“I never tire of watching the transformations.” David said in response. 

“They look pretty hot for their age now.” Jason asked his brother.  “How old do you think they are?”

“I’m no good at guessing ages.” Brian said scratching his head.  “But they look like they are in somewhere in their twenties.”

“Hey guys, we can go meet the two young studs later.” Quinn said breaking the concentration of his friends. “Officer Max and his friend are about to pass the bus stop and here comes the city bus.”


On the other side of the road, across from the beach, the downtown bus leaves for its next destination. At the bus stop stands Isaac. He had just arrived for a day at the beach to do some kite flying. It was a short bus ride from his down town apartment to the beach. When the bus, on its approach to the bus stop, passed the lifeguard station something caught Isaac’s eye. Everywhere he looked he saw bodybuilders clad only Speedo-type posers. On the beach side of the road there were muscular guys on bicycles. Muscular babies sitting on top of squashed strollers that could no longer hold their weight. A five-pound weight was flying over the sand like Frisbee from one muscular bodybuilder to another. Off to one side muscular teenage boys were building sand mounds shaped like bodybuilders. But none of that was of concern to Isaac, he was here at the beach for some relaxation.

Today Isaac came to the beach to do some Kite flying. He gotten off the bus and was about to look for a place that was not too crowded so he could fly his kite in peace but he needed to changes his clothes first. It took him quite a while to get the attendant behind the counter attention. The buffed out teen was watching his friends as they showed off their equally buffed out bodies. Isaac was trying his best not to show how much he too was enjoying the exhibition. He had to work quickly before he did something that he would soon regret. After finally getting the attendant’s attention Isaac renting a locker at the recreation center to store his street clothes. He changed into a blue t-shirt and black board shorts. He had not seen the inside of a gym in years, and that was the way he liked it until now. The outfit did little to hide his out of shape body but it did hide the boner he now had.

When he exited the changing room he saw a group of what looked like eighty plus-year-old men on the other side of the center. Some of the gray haired men were either playing yard bowling or shuffleboard while a few others were playing board games like checkers or chess. Ordinarily that would not have gotten his attention but today it did. They had bodies that were well beyond any seasoned bodybuilder. The old men were all wrinkle free with muscular bodies clad only in same familiar posers. Some were involved in pose downs when not playing their respective game.

Each direction Isaac looked there were muscular men everywhere. On the beach there was a men’s only volleyball game. None of the players were less than three hundred pounds of bulging striated muscle. Their Speedo posers bounced up and down more than any blond buxom bombshell. Watching their muscles flexing and contracting during the game had all the guys around the volleyball court sporting wet spots. Every one of them had a bulge in their posers that rivaled the ball that was being batting over the net. Isaac had to get out of there before he too started to get hard.

Putting some distance between him and the sweat soaked muscular bodies Isaac was able to calm down. But the feeling of being out-of-place on the beach was still there. He looked around and saw four muscular guys looking in his direction.


“That guy is going to hyperventilate before he changes.” Brian exclaimed.

“Maybe we should split up Brian? Why don’t you and Jason follow our heavy breather? Quinn and I will follow Officer Max.”

“OK, we can meet back up at the blanket later and compare notes.”


Isaac hurried down the sidewalk as fast as he could to get away from all those hot sweaty muscular bodies. The crowd ahead of him did not change. There were just as many bodybuilders this direction the closer he got to the lifeguard station. Then he saw the strangest thing in all the years he has been in Florida, two of the most muscular guys he has ever seen were in a deep embrace kissing each other. 

He was so enthralled by their blatant display that he wasn’t watching where he was going. Next thing Isaac knew he was lying on the ground across from the person he had just walked into. 

Brian cringed as he saw the head on collision. “Oh that’s going to leave a mark in the morning.” 

By the time Isaac and the other person had gotten up and exchanged pleasantries, the muscle guys were gone. “Was I seeing things just now?” Isaac said to himself. “Were they really kissing out here in public?” He decided to try to forget what he thought he saw and went to pick up his kite that he had dropped. 

He continued his search for the perfect spot when a strange feeling overcame his body. His clothing felt like they were getting tighter and tighter. 

“There he goes, look how big he is getting.” Quinn said.

“All that fat on his is turning into muscle.” Marveled Brian as the transformation continued. “He’s not getting any taller but he sure is getting wider.”

His feet began to feel cramped inside his sandals. Isaac felt a cool breeze come over his body when his blue t-shirt and black board shorts were replaced with a loose fitting string tank top and a form fitting blue poser with black accents. The elastic material stretched thinner and thinner as the body underneath grew larger and bigger. Thoughts of bodybuilding routines and other bodybuilders came flooding into Isaac’s mind, erasing his past memories.

Isaac, with his unassembled kite in hand, resumed his search to do some kite flying. This was his way of enjoying an off day from the gym. He could work on his tan while showing off his body at the same time. 


There were just a few families in the area. Most of the younger kids were playing in the sand while the parents were at the outside tables with the picnic lunches. As Max and Jim walked along the beach to a somewhat sparsely populated section, they passed a young boy playing in the sand by himself. 

Trent was enjoying a day at the beach with his family. His parents were chatting with a few other parents while his big brother Terrance had long since gone off with a couple of his friends. Trent, like most of the other kids, was happily busy trying to build a sandcastle, until his big brother came back with his friends. 

“Whatcha building there, squirt? Izzat supposed to be a sandcastle? Looks like a big pile of dog poo to me.” Terrance said in a macho tone.

Trent’s brother could be a real jerk sometimes especially when he was with his two friends, and unfortunately for Trent, he was the target for the day

Trent looked up and saw the three older kids looming over him. They were making fun of him for no reason! Trent’s moments of joy were quickly fading away.

“Stop bullying me Terry or I’ll tell Mom and Dad!” Trent screamed. “Go away and leave me alone.” Trent went back to building his sandcastle and trying his best to ignore the taunts.

“Well I’m King Kong and I’m going to crown ya.” With that said Terrance picked up a sand bucket and pushed it down over Trent’s head. The three boys just laughed and stomped all over the sandcastle.

“What a baby! Let’s go see who else we can pick on.” Terrance said as he and his friends started looking around for another victim when they heard someone bellow, “Is there a problem here?”

Unknown to the beach bullies, Max and Jim had walked up behind them, and when the three boys turned around, they saw a pair of chests, one hairy the other smooth, in front of their faces. They then looked up only to see two angry-looking faces glaring down at them.

“Do you know what we do with bullies here on this beach, boys?”

“Uh, nothing,” squeaked Terrance.

“Wrong! We kick them off the beach and make sure that they don’t come back. You are not going to pick on anybody else. Do you understand me?”

“No sir. I mean, yes sir.” Terrance hung his head down. What he saw almost shocked him into jumping backwards.

“Good, I’ll make sure the other lifeguards will be keeping an eye on you,” snorted Jim. 

Max and Jim then left, resuming their stroll on the beach and leaving the intimidated bullies quivering in their shorts.

“Jeezus, did you see the size of those two?” 

“Yeah, they were big everywhere... and I mean, everywhere!” 

“I wouldn’t be caught dead having my junk on display like that.”

Before they could do anything else, Terrance and his friends felt cool ocean air blow over their bodies. They looked down and saw that their board shorts were replaced with Speedos. There was just enough material to cover their private parts. 

“Dude, what happened to our shorts?”

“I don’t know but I feel like I’m in my underwear right now!”

They moved their hands to cover themselves. For some strange reason when they touched the smooth material it felt good to them.

They felt a tingling in their groins like they were getting hard. Each of them looked down and saw that they were getting larger, and their Speedos grew in size to match the growth of their cock and balls. Within minutes, their man-sized Speedos bulged lewdly on their young bodies, but the growth didn’t stop there. All the muscles in their bodies began to inflate in proportion to their new genitals. Their quads grew to twice their normal size. Lower legs continued the growth as their calves grew to the size of footballs. None of the guys could keep their legs together for very long. Knees were now being pushed apart as their feet slid out on the sand even further. The sheer size of their legs forced everything forward pushing their bulges out further in front. 

The only parts of their bodies that didn’t grow bigger were their waists. They stayed the same size but went through a transformation all their own. The material seemed to vacuum around their cock and balls as the back of their Speedos tried to cover the twin globes that were forming behind each of them. The Speedos were forced to ride up between the striated globes. Love handles gave way to a thin waist with an eight-pack just in front.

All the guys could do was stand, their feet frozen in place, and watch each other expand. The only thing they could do is moan with pleasure as they grew. The growth continued up their bodies into their chests. Pectoral muscles ballooned out in front of their bodies. Deltoids expanded to the size of basketballs. Trapezoids grew higher giving each of the bullies a no-neck appearance. Biceps and triceps grew larger forcing the arms to hang out from their bodies at fort\y five degree angles. Forearms grew so large that arms couldn’t bend greater than ninety degree. Their backs widened to humongous size. If the bullies wanted to go through any standard size doors now they had to go through them sideways. A road map of veins started at their groins. The finger sized veins radiated out all over their tanned striated muscular bodies. It looks as if the body fat for each of the bullies was below five percent.

As a final touch, any body hair that the trio might have had fell out except for a small patch of hair at the base of their over-sized cocks. The only other hair on their bodies was on their heads in the form of a military type high and tight blond crew cut. When the changes subsided, the three bullies were no more. In their place were three muscular buddies who were there just to show off their bodies. 

“Hey dude, we’re sorry for tipping over sandcastle. If you want, we can help you rebuild it.”

Trent was surprised at hearing the apology. He took the bucket off his head and before him were three of the biggest over-muscled males that he had ever seen. Each one was only five feet tall with enough muscle to make any heavyweight look like a fitness model. The trio was now living a whole new life. They were now freakishly built males with humongous cocks and balls the size of summer sausages and two large lemons. 

“Uh... oh... okay,” Trent stammered, and as the three men got down on their knees and started to work, Trent wondered what happened to the boys who were there before, especially his brother Terrance. Trent looked around to see if they were still around and instead caught the sight of two Speedo-clad giants walking away. For some reason he couldn’t take his eyes away from their bubble butts, and that was when his crotch started to tingle and expand to a larger size. The hand-me-down swim trunks that he had gotten from his brother became tighter. They started out as square cut trunks but now they were changing into something smaller. The warmth soon began radiating throughout his body. Trent began breathing harder as he began to get bigger. The boy he once was no longer existed. He was turning into a very muscular boy. The young teenager was turning into a miniature version of his older brother.

All of his muscles soon doubled in size making him one of the biggest fifth grader on the beach. Before he looked like a junior bodybuilder, but now he looked like a seasoned professional bodybuilder. His chest grew into the classic V-taper making his waist seemed smaller. His large arms, forced out by his lats, hung out from his side at a forty-five degree angle. His bulging traps grew higher touching the bottoms of his ears giving him the appearance of not having a neck. His skin was now paper-thin. Every striation and every muscle separation was clearly visible underneath. Veins criss-crossed his body like roads on a map. His body now looked an anatomy chart times ten.

The biggest change to his body was in his crotch. Peeking out the top of his trunks was a trace of pubic hair that lead up to his belly button. A bulge, the size of a small game hen, was being forced out further as it grew in size. The once loose-fitting square cut swim trunks were now skintight. They looked more like Speedos now. The seat of the suit almost disappeared between the twin striated globes that made up his rock-hard ass, and the bulge in his swimsuit started to get bigger and hang lower. It was only when Max and Jim were finally out of view that Trent regained his senses. He saw his really big brother Terrance and his friends playing on the sand.

“Yo Terry, aren’t you guys a little too big to be building sandcastles?” he said in a deeper voice. “Wanna hit the surf instead, bro?” 

“Sure thing little bro, let’s just let the “rents know, “kay?” 

They soon found their parents sitting at outdoor eating area. In place of the two forty something over weight fathers sat two huge bodybuilders. Their fathers were deep in an arm wrestling match with each other. Their tanned bodies were sweating profusely under the hot beach sun.

“Hey Dad, Is it ok if Terry and I are going to go for a swim?” Trent asked one of the men.

“Ok son.” One of the guys said with a grunt as he pushed his friend’s hand to the table. “But don’t forget about the contest this afternoon. Best two out of three Tom?” 

“Can we go too Dad?” Terry’s friends asked their father. 

“Yes you two can go as well.” Tom said to his sons as he brought his hand up off the table. “Like Dan here said don’t forget about the contest. I want one of you to beat the pants off of the competition tonight.”

“But Dad isn’t Terry and Trent in the contest too?”

“You are each in a different weight class.” Dan said with a grunt to pushing Tom’s hand down again. “A little friendly competition never hurts anyone … much. Best four out of six Tom?” 

“You’re on Dan.” Tom said rubbing his shoulder. “You guys go find your own way to torture your friends.”

The two arm wrestlers continue their battle to see who can best the other.


All the changes that were taking place all on the beach that morning were not going completely unnoticed. Brian, Quinn, Jason and David had met at the blanket as planned. They told each other what they had seen. All four guys were feeling a little ravenous having missed breakfast this morning. The group ended up sitting outside the recreation center moments later. The muscular bodies were everywhere. The once quite family beach was now the place to be for bodybuilders to show off their bodies. Even all the lifeguards were built like brick shit houses.

“I’m glad to be one of your friends, Brian,” David said looking at the built friend “The sights on this trip keep getting better and better.” 

“Seeing all these muscle guys makes me wonder.” Brian said as he scratched behind his right ear. “What has Officer Max been up to since we saw him last week besides stopping a bank robbery? 

“Here’s a thought, you could always ask him.” Jason said.

“Excellent idea Brother, now where did Max take off to?” Brian asked. 

“We left Officer Max and his lifeguard friend lying on a king size blanket over there.” Quinn points towards the extra beach blanket.

“I  ... don’t ... see ... him ... ah there he is, how could I not see him.” Brian concentrates and sends out a telepathic message to Max. “Maxwell Biggermen. You are thirsty. You what come to the recreation center, alone, for another beer?”


Jim and Max had been lying on the beach after Jim had gotten off his shift for the day. The two had fallen asleep under the sun holding hands. All of a sudden Max sits up looking for his drink bottle. Upon finding it empty he reaches over and grabs Jim’s bulge and gives it a squeeze. The sleeping giant stirred as a moan came out of Jim’s mouth.

“I’ll be right back Babe.” Max said giving Jim a kiss on the lips. “I need a refill.”

From the refreshment stand, David and Brian saw Max coming towards them. He was a breathtaking sight with his muscular hairy body strutting across the sand with a confident gait. They could see he had an empty beer bottle in hand and kept licking his lips.
“Good day, Officer Max. Do you remember us?” greeted David.

“Should I know you two?” Max started to approach David. “And how in the hell do you know my name?” 

“Quiet! …” Brian commanded. “You will not move or speak until I say so.” In a drill sergeant manner Brian walks around Max like a new recruit. “We have met before, but you don’t remember. We, my friends and I, have been watching you most of the day. We know that you’re now a good and kind man. I gave you the muscle touch. It’s like the Midas touch except your touch creates musclemen out of your fellow police officers. You are able to change anybody any way you choose. We haven’t seen you around for a few days and I wanted to see how you were doing.”

Max was taken aback by what he was hearing. “What is he talking about? How could anybody do what he said?” Max said to himself. He couldn’t utter a single word. All he could do was stand there stiff as a statue and listen to the madman.

“But now I want you to tell us what you have been up to these last few days.” In a slow and deliberate voice Brian continued talking to Max. “As I count backwards from ten I want you to think of all the people that you have met this week. I what you to start with what happened to you after you left the diner, do you understand me Max?”

With a blank look on his face, Max answers in a monotone voice, “Yes, I will think of all the people that I changed. I will recall everything that has happened to me these last few days.” 

For the next few minutes Max recounted his exploits with his friends over the last few days. Brian grilled Officer Max, from time to time, for more details. Jason, David and Quinn were on the edge of their seats during the entire session.

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