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Albert appears to have recovered from his earlier state of shock. As you step back into the living room, he glances at your body for only a moment before looking you in the eye. "You call that dressed?" he smirks.
"Best I could do," you sigh, shrugging your massive shoulders. You settle onto the sofa, which creaks loudly beneath your immense bulk. "So, Dr. Albert," you begin, "is it your expert opinion that this," you point at yourself, "will simply wear off by itself?"
"I'm not a doctor, and I'm not an expert," Albert frowns. "I'm only speaking from experience. I see this sort of thing all the time at the gym. Guys who want to get big fast, but who don't want to pay the price, trying some sort of short cut. First it was steroids, now it's magic. But something always goes wrong. Either the spell doesn't last, or there's some side effect."
"So your advice is...?" you ask.
"Stay put," Albert answers firmly. "Stay put and pray that you wake up normal tomorrow morning."
Written by Funny Animal