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"Ow, fuck!"

"Ohhh god, this isn't good."

Mark was in the midst of making a Size Ray for whatever reason, and he wasn't alone. CJ sat next to him as he worked on it, being a little shit as usual.

Mark was annoyed, so he decided to threaten CJ to stop by pulling the trigger. Reason being that the few times Mark tested it before, it didn't work. He figured it'd be the same this time.

He was wrong, it worked, and he accidentally shot CJ with it.

So this entire thing is Mark's fault.

Almost immediately, CJ's body began seizing and pulsing violently as his body quickly grew in size. Mark could really only watch in slight guilt, because let's be frank, CJ was being really fucking annoying.

"Fuck, Mark!" CJ grunted as his head collided with the ceiling harshly. "Fuck! Mark!?"

"I know, I know! Mark tried fumbling with the controls on the ray to try to get CJ back to normal, but nothing was working!

"Uh, CJ? The thing's... broken."

"What?!" CJ growled angrily. "You mean I'm stuck like this?!"

"I mean, I could fix it, but-"
"No, nuh uh, no buts."

Mark sighed. He really screwed up this time.

"Look, I know I messed up, but you look hilarious like this, not gonna lie." Mark joked this way to lighten the mood, but it only pissed CJ off a little more. He growled quietly.

"This isn't funny, Mark." CJ grimaced and glared down at other man. "Fix this, now."

Mark was smug and smiled up at the now massive singer. "And if I don't?"

"Then I just might develop a culinary taste for nerdy brunettes. Wanna roll those dice?"

Mark felt his stomach sink, knowing exactly what CJ meant if he didn't hurry up and return him to his normal height.

"G-gotcha."

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Starlight Mayhem/On Command do not belong to me
Friday Night Funkin does not belong to me
All of my works are SFW
YOU HAVE PERMISSION TO REDRAW MY ART AS LONG AS YOU CREDIT ME

Description
"Ow, fuck!"

"Ohhh god, this isn't good."

Mark was in the midst of making a Size Ray for whatever reason, and he wasn't alone. CJ sat next to him as he worked on it, being a little shit as usual.

Mark was annoyed, so he decided to threaten CJ to stop by pulling the trigger. Reason being that the few times Mark tested it before, it didn't work. He figured it'd be the same this time.

He was wrong, it worked, and he accidentally shot CJ with it.

So this entire thing is Mark's fault.

Almost immediately, CJ's body began seizing and pulsing violently as his body quickly grew in size. Mark could really only watch in slight guilt, because let's be frank, CJ was being really fucking annoying.

"Fuck, Mark!" CJ grunted as his head collided with the ceiling harshly. "Fuck! Mark!?"

"I know, I know! Mark tried fumbling with the controls on the ray to try to get CJ back to normal, but nothing was working!

"Uh, CJ? The thing's... broken."

"What?!" CJ growled angrily. "You mean I'm stuck like this?!"

"I mean, I could fix it, but-"
"No, nuh uh, no buts."

Mark sighed. He really screwed up this time.

"Look, I know I messed up, but you look hilarious like this, not gonna lie." Mark joked this way to lighten the mood, but it only pissed CJ off a little more. He growled quietly.

"This isn't funny, Mark." CJ grimaced and glared down at other man. "Fix this, now."

Mark was smug and smiled up at the now massive singer. "And if I don't?"

"Then I just might develop a culinary taste for nerdy brunettes. Wanna roll those dice?"

Mark felt his stomach sink, knowing exactly what CJ meant if he didn't hurry up and return him to his normal height.

"G-gotcha."

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Starlight Mayhem/On Command do not belong to me
Friday Night Funkin does not belong to me
All of my works are SFW
YOU HAVE PERMISSION TO REDRAW MY ART AS LONG AS YOU CREDIT ME