Ash woke up the next morning with intense excitement as the only thing he could see was a mountain of flesh. He leaped out of bed only to smack his head on the top of the eight-foot ceiling, leaving a small crack in it. He ducked down enough to where only the tip of his head was up against the ceiling. He quickly made his way into the bathroom where, thankfully, the ceiling was a bit higher so he could stand up to his full height. He turned the corner to where the full-length mirrors stood and spied Pikachu already checking himself out.
Pikachu stood at a full two feet tall with a back almost as wide as he was tall. Ash could see that, just like him, Pikachu was sporting biceps that were almost twice the size of his head and pecs sticking out a good way in front of his chest, causing a shadow over his abs. His legs looked like small trees were sprouting underneath his massive torso. Ash took a stance behind Pikachu and admired his new muscles. He looked like Pikachu, only taller and wi