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This story was written as a serial story for my Yahoo group The Chamber By Morpheus Part 1 The Jennings field was a local landmark, the place where all of the neighborhood kids came to play since suburbia had crept in over twenty years earlier. It had a large open space, perfect for such games as baseball and Frisbee, as well as clusters of old trees around the edges, which provided ample cover for games of capture the flag or hide and seek. And to make the field even more perfect, it was right behind the large cluster of houses, which made up the neighborhood, making it a convenient and natural place to gather. Ray Jennings, the owner of the property stood back and frowned, absently scratching his beard as he looked over the large field behind his house. He had no problem with kids playing in his field, and even had a long standing unspoken agreement with all of the parents, that the kids could play there all they wanted... just so long as no one sued him when their kids got hurt playing on his property. Such things had happened before, but the parents in the neighborhood were reasonable sorts and didn't blame him if their kid broke an arm while playing baseball and sliding into home. Of course, the fact that he didn't have anything to sue him for except for an old house and an empty field behind it might have had something to do with that as well. After just a minute of looking around the rest of the field, Ray gave his full attention to the tree. It had always been THE tree. The tree had been an ancient giant, which grew from one corner of the field and seemed to dominate the whole area. And until just a few minutes earlier, Ray had assumed that it would always be there. There had been a powerful storm the night before, and it looked as though the tree had finally succumbed to an even stronger part of nature. The heavy winds had been enough to topple the ancient giant and send it crashing to the ground. Ray stood there for a moment, silently mourning the loss of such an old landmark...and wondering how much firewood he could get from it. There was no doubt that there would be enough wood to keep his place warm for several years at least. But then as Ray walked to the base of the tree where the roots had been torn from the ground, he noticed something strange. There, caught in the dirt and roots, was a flat slab of stone. The slab was about four inches thick and just under two feet across, though what had drawn Ray's attention to it was that it didn't look like any natural rock... And there seemed to be some sort of symbols carved into the surface... "What the?" Ray blinked, staring at the chunk of stone that was caught in the roots, then looking into the large hole that the roots had occupied. His eyes went wide as he saw the rest of the slab in the ground... embedded in the ground and still largely buried. He had a feeling that he was only seeing a small part of the slab, a feeling that was magnified when he saw the hole where the piece that was stuck in the roots had come from. It looked like a real hole... all black and empty. "What the?" Ray repeated, sticking his arm into the hole in the slab and reaching around, but without touching anything. Then Ray looked more closely at the flat stone, wiping some of the dirt way for a better look and being surprised to realize that there were symbols carved all over it. He guessed that it was some sort of writing, but it wasn't any kind of writing that he'd ever seen before. It was obvious that the stone slab had been carved by someone, which only made Ray a little more curious. After all, the tree had grown over it at some point, which meant that it had been there for a very long time. In fact, Ray wouldn't have been surprised if the tree had been there since before George Washington had fought his first battle... or even before Columbus had stumbled across the new world. "Well I'll be," Ray muttered, realizing that if this stone was that old, then it might be worth quite a bit. Ray stared at the slab for a minute more, his curiosity about the slab and what might be under it growing with every breath. Then he finally decided that he was damn well going to find out. A part of him suggested that he might want to call an archeologist, but he shrugged that off. It was his property and his find... and he wasn't about to let someone else come in and tell him what he could and couldn't do with it. With that, Ray returned to his house, coming back a few minutes later with the things that he thought he might need. He used a flashlight to look down the hole in the slab, thinking that he saw some kind of flat stone... perhaps just the ground a bit of distance down, though not being sure. He decided that the only way to know for sure was to dig up the slab and haul it out of the ground. For the next four hours, Ray used his pick and shovel to unearth the slab, finding that it was larger than he expected. It was old... with cracks all through it. There were even several more spots with holes through it so that he could get a glimpse of the empty space below. And each glimpse only increased his curiosity to keep digging. In the end, the slab itself seemed to be 10 feet by 14 feet, and only about 4 inches thick. But as Ray had cleared the dirt away from the slab, it became more and more clear that it wasn't just a stone slab that was buried in the ground. It was sitting on something else... on some kind of stone construction, as though it were a lid or door. Ray stood back and stared at the massive slab, knowing that he should probably call in some kind of expert now that he'd revealed so much of it. But he wasn't about to turn over his discovery to someone else after all that work, nor was he about to wait any longer to find out what was hidden underneath the slab. He couldn't help but imagining that it was some sort of burial chamber or tomb for an ancient king, filled with all sorts of treasure. There was no way that he was going to let someone else have it until he knew for sure. Just a few minutes later, Ray had brought his truck out to the middle of the field and tied a chain between that and the slab. Ray hadn't been able to get it around the slab, but he'd tied the chain around a crowbar and slipped that through the large hole he'd first discovered. And once Ray hit the gas on his truck, he pulled a bit section of the stone slab off to the side, while the rest of the slab shattered and collapsed into the hole that was beneath it. "Get a load of that," Ray muttered after jumping out of his truck and staring into the hole that had been beneath the slab. With the slab now removed, Ray could clearly see what had been beneath it. It was obviously not just some sort of hole, but something which had been made by people. In fact, what Ray saw only made him realize that he scope of his find was even larger than he'd thought. There was a stone stairway, which went down about 9 feet until it reached the bottom of the small trench. Then several feet away, along the opposite wall of the trench was an arched doorway... Ray stared down at the steps, at the rubble from the shattered slab, which covered them, then at the open doorway that lead underground. It was dark, keeping him from seeing where the door went to or what was inside. But after a moment, Ray realized that the doorway wasn't entirely dark. There was a faint green glow somewhere on the other side. "God protect me," Ray muttered to himself, staring into the doorway, filled with a mixture of nervousness, excitement and curiosity. Then Ray quickly went for his flashlight, barely taking his eyes off of the stairway for even a moment. He thought about grabbing his shovel as well, just in case he needed something to defend himself, but then decided that he wouldn't need it. The entry had been sealed for a very long time and he doubted that there could be anything down there that could hurt him. Finally, Ray mumbled, "Here goes nothing..." He quickly went down the stone steps, hesitating at the bottom. He glanced up at the sky above, took a deep breath, then stepped through the doorway that was waiting in front of him. Part 2 Fifteen-year-old Jack stood and stared in amazement at the sight that was laid out before him. A tree... No, THE tree had been knocked down and was spread out over half of Jennings field. The truck that belonged to old Mr. Jennings was sitting right next to the tree, though there was no sign of Mr. Jennings himself. "Get a load of this," Jack exclaimed to his friends, his eyes going to the huge hole where the tree had been standing the last time he'd been at the field, just a week earlier. "It's un-fucking-believable..." Not only had the tree been knocked over and there was a hole where it had been standing, but at the bottom of the hole was something that completely stunned Jack. There were a bunch of stone steps, which went down into some sort of underground doorway... With that Jack's two friends came and stood next to him, both silently staring into the hole as well. They were all equally confused by the ancient looking stairway. "Where did this come from?" Jack's best friend Mark asked. Mark and Jack had been best friends since they were both in elementary school together, though in spite of them being the same age, Mark was almost five inches shorter than Jack and could have passes as being up to two years younger. He frowned as he looked into the hole, shaking his head in disbelief. Standing on Jack's other side was Jill, who was probably his second closest friend. He'd known her nearly as long as he'd known Mark, and the three of them had grown up together, doing almost everything together. Jill was a slender girl who hadn't been graced by puberty quite as well as some of her friends, though that didn't really bother her much. In fact, she almost thought of it as a relief. Jill was a tomboy and spent a lot more time playing sports than fawning over clothes and makeup. "Interesting," Jill said, pulling her brown hair through the hole in the back of her baseball cap, an action she performed whenever she was trying to think and wanted to stall for time. "But where did this come from?" "How should I know?" Jack answered, not taking his eyes off of the hole or the stairway. "Maybe Mr. Jennings knows..." He glanced over to the truck, then back down to the hole. "Maybe he's down there..." "There's only one way to find out," Jill exclaimed, jumping down into the hole. Jack didn't hesitate before jumping after her, getting to the top of the steps and then stopping alongside her to stare down. They looked old... very old. But there were also a lot of broken pieces of rock all over the place. And they were flat... with strange symbols all over them. That meant that they would have to be a little careful when going down the steps, but the rubble wouldn't slow them down much. "I think I see something glowing in there," Jill said, pointing to the dark doorway at the bottom of the steps. "Mr. Jennings probably brought one of those glow sticks or something," Jack shrugged. "HEY MR. JENNINGS!" Mark yelled out from behind them. They waited a minute but there was no answer. "MR. JENNINGS?" "He probably can't hear us down there," Jack said. "Or maybe he went back to his house," Jill pointed out. They nodded a moment, then Jack was the first to start down the steps. He reached the open doorway first, then called back, "Last one in is a rotten egg..." "That's not fair," Mark, who was standing in the back called out, especially as Jill had gone down right behind Jack. Jack stepped through the doorway and saw that he was in some kind of underground room... It was fairly dark inside, but there was enough light for Jack to see that there were no other doors or passages. It was just a single chamber. And obviously, Mr. Jennings was not inside. The chamber itself was only about thirty feet across and completely round like a circle, rather than the square or rectangular shape of most rooms that Jack was familiar with. The walls were all made of stone and covered with strange symbols, as was the domed ceiling. However, the most noticeable feature of the chamber was the floor... Even the floor seemed to have the same kind of etchings and symbols carved into it as everything else, though it was also quite a bit different. Specifically, some of the symbols on the floor were glowing green... A glowing green circle about twelve feet across was placed in the very center of the chamber. But there were also two other circles within the main one, with glowing green symbols and patterns, which connected them all. "Whoah," Jack gasped in amazement as he took it all in. Then he exclaimed, "You two stay back for a minute... It might not be safe..." Jack felt nervous and even just a little bit scared, but that didn't stop him from going forward. He went to the edge of the glowing circle, then bent down for a better look. The hairs on the back of his arm seemed to stand up... "Weird," Jack muttered, wondering what was causing that glow. After just staring at the glowing lines in the floor for a few seconds, Jack reached down to touch one. The circle and all of the glowing symbols were some sort of thin trench, carved about an inch into the stone. And at the same time, Jack felt some sort of cool liquid filling the trench, which was obviously what was causing the glow. But when he pulled fingers out of the trench and looked at them, they were completely dry. "Very weird," Jack said, then grinned, "But kind of cool..." With that Jack carefully stepped into the circle and moved towards the center. He could feel something...some kind of force. It grew stronger and stronger as he moved towards the center. Then suddenly, it seemed to reach some sort of critical point and exploded within him. Jack gasped in shock as a strange sensation rushed through his body. It felt sort of like a cool liquid fire...warming yet keeping him cool at the same time. And in a strange way, it even felt good. A moment later, Jack suddenly realized that the energy wasn't just flowing through him...it was doing something to him. It was changing him... He'd been so caught up in the sensation of the energy inside of him that he had almost missed the feel of his body changing. "Oh," Jack gasped as he felt his muscles all tensing, as he felt his body tightening, "God this feels weird..." "What's going on?" Jill yelled from the entrance, coming in and then stopping to stare at Jack in disbelief. "You're glowing..." But at that moment, the strange sensations were already beginning to subside. Jack could no longer feel his body changing...and the cool fire that had been rushing inside of him quickly faded away. "That felt weird," Jack exclaimed as he took a step, nearly staggering before he caught his balance. "Jack," Jill exclaimed, suddenly rushing forward to help him keep his balance. As soon as Jill had crossed into the circle, a faint green glow began to form around her. And with the next several steps, it grew stronger. Suddenly Jill announced, "Now I feel weird..." Then she let out a loud gasp. "Jill..." Jack gulped staring at her in amazement. Jill's body was glowing, with the light seeming to come from under her skin... Or, Jack realized, as though the light was flowing in and out of her skin. And from the look of her face, she was experiencing the same thing that he had. A moment later, Jill let out a loud gasp and grabbed at her chest, just as it began to swell outwards. Her breasts, which had been nearly flat a few minutes before, seemed to be growing larger and rounder with every breath. They hit a B cup... then a C cup... finally stopping at a D cup. And at the same time, a thousand other changes seemed to be going through Jill at the same time. Her baseball cap fell off, as her hair grew longer and more luxurious. Then as had happened with Jack, the changes stopped and the green glow faded away. At first, Jack and Jill just stood there, silently staring at each other, before both turning and rushing out of the chamber. "Oh shit," Jack exclaimed, not sure what to think of what was going on. "What's happening?" Mark demanded as Jack and Jill pushed past him. Then he saw Jill and exclaimed, "Holy shit!" "Oh my," Jill gasped, staring down at herself in amazement. Most of Jill's clothes seemed to have become brittle and torn apart as her body transformed. She gasped and tried to cover up her now generous breasts. And now that she was out of the chamber and in the light of day, the transformation that she had undergone had become much easier to see. "You're... you're..." Jack stammered as he stared at Jill, "You're gorgeous..." Jill stared down at herself, gasping again as she took in just how sexy and curvy her body had become. Instead of being behind the curve on puberty, she seemed to suddenly have jumped ahead quite a bit. Her waist had become firm and slender, her legs long and shapely, and then there were her breasts... "What did that place do to me?" Jill gasped, not sure whether to be horrified at her sudden transformation or excited. "I was in it too," Jack reminded himself, then looked down to see what might have changed. It took Jack a moment, but he realized that from the way his own clothes were tight on him...even torn a bit at the seams... and from the way that Mark now seemed just a little bit shorter, that he seemed to have grown just a little bit taller. But more than that, Jack took off his shirt, which was now far too tight, revealing the rest of the changes to his body. "Holy shit," Mark blurted out, staring at Jack. "You're ripped..." Jack looked down at his chest and stomach, being amazed at the sight. Instead of his normally thin body, he saw one that was much more athletic and muscular. In fact, he could even see the obvious shadows of six-pack abs. "No way," Jack exclaimed, flexing his arm and seeing the noticeable bicep. Just as Jill's body had become sexier and more mature, the same seemed to have happened to Jack. He had become a little taller... and a lot more muscular. He wasn't anywhere near as bulky as a bodybuilder, but there was little doubt that he was now one of the most muscular and ripped boys in his entire school. "What happened to you in there?" Mark demanded. "I don't know," Jack answered, "But it feels great..." "Yeah," Jill smiled, looking both a little embarrassed and thrilled at the same time, "I think I like it..." Mark stared at his two friends for a moment, feeling incredibly amazed at what had happened to them... as well as envious. He took one more look at Jack's newly athletic body, then turned and rushed down into the chamber himself. When Mark emerged from the chamber a minute later, he too had been drastically transformed. Jack and Jill stared up at Mark, who was now not only a little taller than Jack, but older looking as well. Mark now looked as though he were eighteen or nineteen years old, rather than just fifteen. "Wow," Jack and Jill exclaimed as one, while Mark blushed at his completely shredded clothes yet admired his older body. Mark was now taller and older looking than Jack, though he wasn't as athletic. That didn't bother Mark though who was quite pleased with just how he had changed. "This thing is absolutely incredible," Mark exclaimed, grinning broadly while Jack and Jill could only nod agreement. "Yeah," Jack grinned back, "All that you have to do is go into that... that chamber, and you come out all changed." "You come out better," Jill added. Mark smirked a bit as he looked over her sexy body, "Definitely improved..." "I don't know if I should punch you or kiss you for that," Jill teased. "I'll take the latter," Mark grinned, earning a punch in the arm instead. "So," Jack said slowly, "what are we going to do now? I mean, how are we going to explain this to our parents and everyone?" "Who cares?" Jill grinned, "I just can't wait to tell Karen... She'd kill me if I didn't share this with her..." "I can't wait to show my brother," Mark exclaimed, "He thinks he's all that, but now I'm taller than him..." Jack, Jill and Mark all just stood there and laughed as they thought of the possibilities...and of how jealous everyone else would be when they found out. They had no idea how that weird chamber had done what it had to them, but there was no doubt that things were going to be very different. "This is going to be so much fun," Jack said as they walked away from the hole in the ground. "This is going to be great..." Part 3 "Take a look at THIS," Jill exclaimed as she slowly turned around so that her friend Karen could get a good look at her newly transformed body. "Can you believe it?" The two had been friends for several years and shared many of the same problems at school. Karen was sixteen, a year older than Jill, though few would guess it. Karen was shorter than Jill, standing only 5 foot 3, and she was even less developed than Jill had been before her transformation. And much to Karen's frustration, she was frequently mistaken to be twelve years old. Karen just stared at Jill in shock and disbelief, sure that someone had to be playing some sort of a trick on her. She'd seen Jill the day before and Jill had certainly not been anywhere near that developed. She would have suspected padding, but it was quite clear that this was not the case. "Wow," Karen finally gasped, not sure what else to say. "How... I mean..." "You like it?" Jill asked proudly, sticking out her generous breasts a bit and showing off her sexy body even more. "Yeah, but..." Karen stammered, feeling as though she had to be in the middle of some sort of dream. "It happened so quickly," Jill exclaimed excitedly, "I mean, I burst right out of my clothes... I had to rush home and get some of my mom's... Thank God she wasn't there... I mean, I don't know what to tell her about this..." Karen blinked in surprise. "It just happened..." However, Jill giggled and continued almost as if she hadn't heard, "I don't like wearing my mom's stuff, but the only thing that I have that still fits are my shoes... I mean, even my mom's stuff doesn't really fit me... Her butt is bigger than mine and these pants are pretty loose there... And my chest is a lot bigger than hers now, so this shirt is kind of pinching..." "But what happened to you?" Karen demanded, finally putting enough force in her voice to get through Jill's excitement. "I mean, how did this happen..." She pointed at Jill's body, feeling a stab of envy as she had. The two of them had always been less developed than the other girls their age in school, which was something that brought them together. Sometimes it had felt like the two of them against the world... But now that Jill had suddenly changed, Karen was already feeling left behind and almost abandoned. Jill took a deep breath, then looked at Karen. It was obvious that she could barely contain her excitement as she explained, "I was at Jennings Field with Mark and Jack, and there was this big hole in the ground with a sort of secret passage into an underground temple or something... I just went inside and this happened to me..." "You just went inside?" Karen blinked, feeling confused. She'd never really been to Jennings Field more than once or twice, but she hadn't seen anything like what Jill had described. And if it hadn't been for the evidence of Jill's drastically altered body, she never would have believed a word of it. "And you should see the guys," Jill shook her head in amazement, "Jack is like totally ripped now...and Mark looks like he's in college..." "They changed too?" Karen gasped, the possibilities forming in her mind. Jill nodded, looking down at herself and tugging on her too tight shirt. "I've got to get new clothes... C'mon," she grinned, "let's go shopping..." Karen stared in disbelief at her friend, who seemed so little like the tomboy that she knew so well. "But you HATE shopping?" "Well I need new clothes," Jill said defensively. For a moment, Karen just stared up at Jill, then she blurted out, "You've gotta show me this temple... Please, you've got to take me there..." She gave Jill the most pleading look she could... Jill just stared back at her for a few seconds before breaking out into a broad grin. "Sure... And if it makes you better too, we can go get new clothes together..." "Deal," Karen responded eagerly, nearly drooling at the thought of changing...of getting better like Jill had. She was tired of everyone always thinking of her as a little girl and treating her like she was helpless, just because puberty hadn't been as generous to her as to most girls her age. Then she gulped, "I hope it works..." "Well c'mon," Jill grabbed her and tugged on her arm, "Let's go find out..." --- "Here we are," Jill announced after she had led Karen to the field and the base of a fallen tree. Karen carefully stepped closer and stared down into the large hole, which went down three feet before it hit the top of the steps that descended into a dark doorway. And even from where she stood, Karen thought that she saw the faintest flicker of a green glow on the other side of the doorway, though that could have just been her imagination after hearing Jill's description of what it was like on the way there. "Go on down," Jill urged her, "It's what I did..." "And I'll change too?" Karen asked, feeling a bit nervous and even afraid. There was no doubt in Karen's mind that she wanted to change, but at the same time, she was afraid of what it would mean. And of course, she was afraid of the disappointment she would feel if it didn't work. She would feel like a fool for even thinking that such a thing was possible... After waiting there for a minute and just staring down at the doorway, Karen finally began to move. She carefully climbed into the hole and almost immediately lost her footing on the dirt and stone. But still, she made it to the stone steps without falling and let out a sigh of relief as they were much sturdier to stand on, though still a little treacherous with all of the rubble which covered them. Karen paused about halfway down the steps to look back at Jill, who stood back with an expression of excitement and curiosity. It was obvious that she was looking forward to Karen changing too. "I can do this," Karen muttered to herself before continuing down the steps. From the outside of the doorway it had looked dark within, though once Karen had stepped through she was surprised to find just how much light there was. The only source of light within the chamber was the large glowing green circle, which covered much of the floor, as well as all of the symbols within it, but these provided enough light to see by. And for a moment, Karen stopped and stared at the circle, suddenly thinking that it looked like it might have been drawn on the floor with the contents of one of those light sticks that they used for Halloween. But one thought of Jill and what she had become was enough to remind her that this was no Halloween prank. This was something much more real. "Where did you come from?" Karen whispered as she slowly looked around the chamber. She could see symbols that were either written on or carved into the walls, though they were still covered in shadow enough that she could not make out many details. Still, she could see enough of the symbols to know that they were nothing that she recognized. Karen took a deep breath, knowing that this place was ancient... She could feel it... And though she had no idea as to the chamber's origins, she could feel that there was a power and importance to that place which even time had not been able to completely erase. Then finally, Karen turned her attention back to the glowing circle and began to move into it. She could feel a tingle like static electricity as she crossed the circle, and it quickly grew stronger... more powerful. Karen could feel something flowing through her body, though she had no words to describe it... other than that it felt good. "Oh my," Karen gasped in amazement. The sensations... the energies, which rushed through her body, were so intense that it took her a moment to realize that they were doing something to her... They were changing her... "It's working," she exclaimed in delight. Karen tried to focus, to pay attention to just how her body was changing, though it was not easy. Still, she could tell that her body seemed to be expanding in nearly every direction at once. Her clothes were getting tighter and tighter, until they suddenly started to burst and shred. It was as though they had somehow become so brittle that they would tear at the slightest pressure. Even her shoes burst apart at the seams as her feet grew larger. "My favorite shirt," Karen whispered, almost immediately forgetting about it as she tried to absorb everything that was happening to her. Her body continued to surge and grow larger for several more seconds before the changes began to stop. Then it came to an end and the burning energy that filled Karen's body quickly faded away. Karen staggered for a moment as her whole sense of balance had been thrown off. Then taking a deep breath, she looked down at herself, eager to see exactly how she had changed and bursting with curiosity. The first thing that Karen saw were the large breasts which now pushed out from her chest. She gasped at the very sight, never having expected to be nearly so lucky... They were big... big, round and firm. They were everything that she'd ever dreamed of having up top. Then Karen looked past her breasts to the rest of her body, gasping even louder as she did. Her body was definitely larger than it had been before... and ripping with tightly packed muscle. She ran her hand over her stomach, completely stunned to feel the rock hard abs and the well defined six pack. "My God," Karen gasped, feeling dazed by her transformation. After just a moment, Karen hurried out of the chamber, eager to get a good look at herself in better light. She paused at the doorway, realizing that she was now completely naked, without a stitch of clothing on her. But when she turned to look back at the glowing circle, there was not trace of any of her clothing there. It was as though her clothing had just disintegrated after it had fallen off of her. "KAREN?" Jill gasped in surprise from the top of the hole, staring down at her in amazement and disbelief. Karen quickly hurried up the steps, thinking that they didn't seem as long as when she went down. And when she climbed out of the hole a moment later, she was stunned to find herself looking down at Jill. In fact, her friend looked rather short. "Holy shit," Jill exclaimed, staring up at Karen, "You're like seven feet tall..." "My God," Karen exclaimed, too stunned to know what to think. At that, Karen stood straight to her full height of 6 foot 8. With her long sexy legs, generous firm breasts and statuesque body that were tightly packed with muscle, she looked every inch as though she could be some comic book super heroine. "Holy shit you changed," Jill said, slowly moving around Karen and staring at every inch of her body. "How do you feel..." "I feel..." Karen started slowly, looking down at her transformed body and smiling, "good. In fact, I feel absolutely great..." Karen took a deep breath, taking in the sensations from her new body. She felt so strong and powerful... And the way that she looked down to see Jill... It was exciting. It was great to actually be bigger and stronger than Jill for a change. In fact, Jill almost looked a little intimidated of her size. And Karen rather liked that too as she had never been able to intimidate anyone before. "I feel fantastic," Karen grinned, flexing one of her arms and seeing the solid muscle that formed. It wasn't all huge and bulging, at least not like some bodybuilder guy, but it was definitely a solid muscle. "I feel like I could do anything..." "Well the first thing you're going to need to do is get some clothes," Jill pointed out, smirking a little. "My clothes were pretty shredded when I got done, but not that bad..." Karen looked down at herself again and blushed. "Oh yeah..." She quickly looked around, afraid that someone might be staring at her while she stood there completely naked. Jill stared at her for a moment more before suggesting, "Why don't you wait down there where no one can see you like that, and I'll go find you something to wear..." "Good idea," Karen giggled, quickly jumping back into the hole and going down the steps. "But can you hurry? I don't like the idea of being stuck out here without any clothes..." "Sure," Jill grinned, shaking her head in amazement. "I'll be back as soon as I can..." And with that, she turned and hurried away. As soon as Jill left, Karen looked over her body yet again, still completely amazed that this was actually her. She loved it... She never would have imagined being turned into some kind of Amazon, and she never would have asked to be made so large and muscular. But now that she had been...she couldn't imagine going back. "I love it," Karen laughed aloud, knowing that she would never be the smallest girl in her class again, and that no one would EVER mistake her for a twelve year old. "From now on, things are going to be different..." Part 4 Brandon leaned back on his bed and smiled as he looked at the centerfold of his magazine. He had a half dozen 'adult' magazines sitting on the bed next to him, though his favorite was Playboy. It didn't show quite as much as the others, but he liked the style of the pictures and thought that the little cartoon pictures were hilarious. Of course Brandon told himself that he didn't need the magazines and that he could get girls like that if he REALLY wanted too... He didn't really believe it himself, but it was comforting to his ego to have that occasional silent reminder. At seventeen, even if only by less than a month, Brandon was fairly tall and athletic, though certainly not the tallest or most athletic in his school. Still, he was above average and popular enough that he did tend to draw the attention of girls, just not of any of the ones in his magazines. "Oooh, nice," Brandon smirked as he flipped the page and saw a particularly hot looking model. "I'd like to..." But just then, Brandon's thoughts were interrupted by a knocking on his bedroom door. That was immediately followed by the sound of his younger brother Mark calling out, "Hey, let me in. I've got to show you something..." "Just great," Brandon grimaced, quickly scrambling to hide his magazines. It was at moments like this that Brandon wished that he was an only child rather than the oldest of three. "C'mon... you're going to be so jealous," Mark laughed through the door. Brandon scowled at that, wondering for a moment of Mark sounded just a little different. But he quickly shrugged it off as he went to answer the door. "This had better be important," Brandon snapped as he opened up the door. Just as soon as Brandon had opened the door and got a good look at his younger brother, he let out a loud gasp and froze, staring in disbelief. Mark just stood there smirking, not looking at all like the Mark that Brandon knew so well. There was no doubt that it was indeed his brother, but he was different... For one, this Mark had to be 6 foot 3, two inches taller than him, not to mention looking two years older. "You like it?" Mark smirked as he posed, letting Brandon get a good look. "What the..." Brandon blinked, trying to make sense of what he was seeing. There was absolutely no way that his little brother could suddenly get about eight inches taller and two yours older in a matter of a few hours. It was some kind of trick... Some kind of joke... But when Brandon looked at Mark's feet, expecting to see him standing on a box or wearing platform shoes, he immediately realized that this wasn't the case. "How..." Mark just laughed at the look on Brandon's face, grinning, "This is so cool... I can't believe that I'm taller than you now... I guess this makes me the big brother..." "You can't be Mark," Brandon gasped, then with more determination added, "No one changes like that all of a sudden... Who the hell are you? Did Mark hire you to impersonate him?" "Who else but me knows about those magazines you have hidden under your dresser?" Mark asked, "And what about that movie Jack and I caught you watching... I'm sure mom would be pissed..." Brandon grimaced, knowing that this HAD to be Mark. No impostor could possibly be that annoying. But still, he eyed his brother suspiciously for a moment, shaking his head in disbelief before finally asking, "How? How the hell did THIS..." "Well," Mark started, pausing for just a moment to think it through, "I found this great secret place that can change you... It makes you bigger and better..." He shook his head, "You should see Jill now... She looks like she could be in one of your magazines..." "Jill?" Brandon blinked, half sure that Mark was just making that bit up. Jill could never be a model like that... But then again, one more look at Mark made him change his mind. "Yeah," Mark grinned, "she is totally hot..." "Where did this happen?" Brandon demanded. "Where is this place you said did this?" "I'm not telling you," Mark smirked, looking quite pleased with himself. He loved the fact that he was finally bigger and older than Brandon and he wanted to enjoy it as long as possible. "That's for me to know and you to find out..." Brandon just glared at his brother, getting more and more annoyed with him by the second. Then he paused for a moment and said, "It's in Jennings Field... Isn't it?" "How'd you know?" Mark asked in surprise. "I didn't... until now," Brandon smirked back. "But I know that's where you and your friends were going when you left..." "That sucks," Mark grimaced, hating being tricked like that. "Show me where it's at?" Brandon demanded, glancing at Mark thinking that this place might be quite interesting indeed if it could do that to Mark. Thoughts of being bigger, stronger and older went through his head. He could just imagine being able to suddenly have all the models from his magazines hanging all over him. Mark grumbled for a moment then nodded. "Okay... It's not like you couldn't find it anyway now..." Then he shook his head before asking, "Can I at least borrow some of your clothes before we go though? I kind of grew right out of my own and this stuff I grabbed out of dad's closet sucks..." A few minutes later, the two brothers hurried out of the house, neither of them noticing that the bedroom door across the hall from Brandon's was cracked open. And as soon as they were gone, their ten year old brother Chad stepped out of his room, staring in amazement at the doorway where he had seen his older brother Mark such a short time earlier. "WOW," Chad exclaimed, "that was incredible..." His mind raced at the thought of this magical place in Jennings Field that Mark had described, and he felt jealous that his two older brothers were both going to be changed by it. He grinned, knowing that he was going to have to go there too... "Did you hear that?" Chad's best friend Mikey blurted out excitedly. "Boy Mark god big..." "Of course I heard it," Chad responded with faint annoyance, "I was standing right here too..." Mikey looked down in embarrassment, "Oh yeah..." Then he suddenly brightened up again, "Let's follow them there so we can get big too..." "Not yet," Chad said, grabbing hold of Mikey to keep him from running off. He grinned broadly as he added, "Let's go get the others first..." --- When Brandon arrived at Jennings Field with Mark, he could immediately see why his brother had told him that he'd be able to easily find the special place by himself. Brandon used to play in the field when he was growing up, along with most of the other kids, but he hadn't really been there in over a year. Still, the sight of the old tree, knocked down and spread out over the field, along with the truck parked next to it would have immediately caused him to go and investigate. Because of these things, Brandon wasn't at all surprised when Mark told him that the place, which had changed him, was down in the hole at the base of the tree. "It's a weird underground room," Mark had explained, "It even has old stairs going into it..." What did surprise Brandon though was that when he got to the edge of the hole and went to look at the stairs that Mark had described, he saw that there was someone down there already. There was a girl... a naked girl. "Jill?" the girl asked as she looked up towards him, freezing when she saw who was there. For a moment, Brandon could only stare at the girl in stunned disbelief. She was not only naked, but even from where he was standing, he could see that she was BIG. She was extremely tall and her whole body seemed to be nearly solid muscle, though he had to admit that she had plenty of curves and in all of the right places. And then, Brandon realized that there was something familiar about this girl... "What the hell are you staring at?" the girl demanded for a moment, glaring at Brandon and making him feel as though he should turn around and run. "Who... who are you?" Brandon managed to ask, averting his eyes, though he couldn't help glancing back. "I'm..." she paused, looking a bit self-conscious. "Karen," Mark exclaimed as he stared at her. Karen nodded, then dropped her hands from where she was trying to cover herself. She took a deep breath, standing up tall and deciding that she had absolutely NOTHING to be modest or embarrassed about anymore. In fact, she knew very well that her new body was something to be extremely proud of. "I see you found that chamber," Mark grinned, staring at Karen's new body. "Jill showed me it," Karen said, then admitted, "and I'm stuck here like this while she goes and gets me some clothes. I wish she'd hurry up..." Mark grinned. "It looks like the chamber changed you a LOT." "Yeah," Karen grinned back. Brandon could only stare at her in disbelief, as well as amazement. He'd never hung around in quite the same circles as Karen, though he'd known who she was. She was the little girl... the one who liked to hang around with Mark's friend Jill and who looked like puberty had skipped her entirely. But obviously, that was no longer the case. In fact, the word 'little' no longer seemed to describe her at all. "Do you like it?" Karen asked, flexing her arm to show her muscles. She was obviously proud of them, though a little self-conscious at the same time. It almost seemed as though she wanted to be proud of them and show them off, but she was still afraid of what other people would think about her changes. "Wow," was all that either Mark or Brandon were able to say. "I've just GOT to get in there," Brandon exclaimed, licking his lips, as he thought about getting that big and muscular. After all, if that weird chamber that Mark mentioned could do something like that to a girl, he couldn't wait to see what it would do for him. But Karen just glared up at him at that, then crossed her arms and said, "Maybe I don't want you to go in? Maybe I'm not going to let you..." Brandon just gasped in surprise at her unexpected aggressiveness, realizing at the same time that if she wanted to prevent him from going down there into the door behind her, then he wouldn't have much chance. After all, he was fairly athletic, but he had no illusions as to his chances against someone as big and muscular as she now was... even if she was a girl. "It's not yours," Mark pointed out after a moment, obviously enjoying the way that Brandon was staring at her. "You don't have the right to say who can go in and who can't..." Karen nodded after a moment, apparently enjoying her little display of power but not having taken it very seriously herself. It was then that Brandon realized that she'd been teasing him more than anything. For someone who had never been able to intimidate anyone, the ease with which she could do it now was obviously amazing to her. "Well you're sure as hell not coming down here as long as I'm stuck down here with no clothes," Karen announced, this time leaving no doubt that she was indeed serious. "Damn," Brandon muttered with a sigh, feeling a bit impatient. Then he decided that since he was stuck at the moment, he might as well take a few more looks at Karen. She was a lot bigger and more muscular than he preferred in women, but he had to admit that she was still very good looking. There was no doubt that what the chamber had done to her was an improvement. Fortunately, it was only a few minutes later when Mark exclaimed, "There's Jill..." Brandon looked to where Mark was pointing and saw her walking towards them with a big garbage bag over her shoulder as well as carrying something under her arm. It was obviously a bit of an effort for Jill to carry those things, but she was managing fine on her own. As Jill got closer, Brandon couldn't help staring at her in amazement... as well as a bit more. Jill had always been the plain looking tomboy who had hung around with his younger brother, but now she was anything but. Like Karen, she had changed a great deal, though definitely in a different way. "You were right," Brandon muttered to Mark, "she could be in one of those magazines..." Jill was taller than she had been, perhaps now about 5 foot 9 or so, and very sexy looking. Brandon could easily imagine her posing in his favorite magazines, especially Playboy. If it wasn't for her face, he never would have recognized her at all. But even Jill's face had changed a bit, looking a bit more mature and sexy... though obviously still being hers. "It looks like the titty fairy came to visit," Brandon commented, not sure what else to say to such a hot looking girl that he'd completely ignored until then. Jill just glared at Brandon, then turned to Mark and asked, "Did you have to tell him about this?" Mark only shrugged at that, but then Karen called out, "Hey, don't forget about me..." "I didn't," Jill grinned, grabbing the garbage bag and calling down to her, "I didn't know what kind of clothes would fit you, so I grabbed pretty much everything I could get my hands on..." Then she paused, revealing what she had been holding under her arm and proudly exclaiming, "I brought a mirror too... I figured that you'd want to use it..." "Hell yeah," Karen grinned, climbing right out of the hole, not seeming to care that she was completely naked and in the open. She snatched the mirror right out of Jill's hands and stared into it gasping, "Holy shit..." "Hey," Mark exclaimed, looking down into the hole. He grinned greedily, "I was thinking that maybe we could charge people to go in there..." "What happened to the we don't own it thing?" Karen pointed out. "Well we're the ones who found it," Mark said defensively, looking to Jill for support. But she was too busy digging clothes out of the bag for Karen. "I just wish I had a bigger mirror," Karen muttered. The one in her hands was a square mirror that Jill had taken off of her living room wall, and it was only a foot and a half wide. "I can't believe it..." Mark looked up at Karen, feeling a bit jealous. Now that she was out of the hole and he could see how big she really was, he felt short again. He liked being taller than Brandon, but with Karen that big and with his brother about to go into the chamber, he felt almost like he might lose the advantages that the chamber had given him. "I have an idea," Mark exclaimed. Then before anyone realized what Mark was doing, he jumped into the hole and ran down the steps and into the chamber. "He's going in again," Jill gasped. Brandon stared into the doorway, feeling nervous as he did so. It was already weird enough that Mark, his little brother was taller than him and looked older than him, but if he came out as big as Karen... Brandon gulped at the thought. But when Mark came out of the doorway a minute later, he didn't look any different than when he'd gone in. He stared down at himself, ran his hands over his chest and sides, then shook his head in obvious disappointment. "Nothing happened," Mark exclaimed, frowning as he climbed out of the hole, "It doesn't work anymore..." "NO," Brandon gasped, staring at the door and feeling afraid that he had just lost his opportunity... All of those hot women hanging on him... Now it would never happen... "It worked for me," Karen pointed out a bit uncertainly. Jill nodded. "Maybe it only works once..." She looked towards the doorway, briefly thinking about going down there again to try but quickly deciding against it. There was no way that she wanted to risk losing all of the improvements to her body that she'd just gained. And with a glance up at Karen, she knew that she didn't want to end up that big either. Just then, Mark looked back to the stairs and blurted out, "Hey...what happened to all that junk on the steps?" "Those rocks?" Karen blinked. "I threw all those out while I was stuck waiting down there..." She glanced at Jill. "I was kind of bored." Then she looked just a little self-conscious as she added, "And I kind of wanted to test out my new muscles..." Brandon didn't know what rocks and junk they were talking about, only that he was getting impatient and wanted to check out this strange chamber for himself. He glanced at Mark and the two girls, then turned and jumped into the hole. When Brandon stepped through the doorway and into the chamber, he let out a faint gasp of surprise. The whole place was obvious VERY old... and mysterious. He could make no sense of the strange symbols, which covered the walls, or the glowing ones in the middle of the floor. All that Brandon knew was that this was not like anything he had ever heard of before... at least not outside of some movie. Then he stepped forward, into the glowing green circle. The power from it flowed around him...and then flowed through him. He could feel it rushing through his veins... through every bit of his body. And Brandon could feel it changing him... from within and without. "Oh," Brandon gasped aloud, to overwhelmed by the sensations to truly make any sense of just how he was changing. All that he knew was that his flesh was reshaping and his clothes were no longer fitting right. They were getting looser in some spots...and tighter in others. His clothes even started to tear a bit in the spots where they were tight. "This feels so weird..." It only took a minute for the changes to stop and the power to fade away. Brandon remained where he was, staggering slightly as he realized that his entire sense of balance had shifted. He felt more... top heavy. Brandon looked down, gasping at what he saw. He looked down even further, feeling his heart jump up into his throat. His eyes widened and he shook his head, sure that he had to be imagining things. Long hair brushed his shoulders... "What the hell?" Brandon blurted out, wondering what had gone wrong. He hadn't become bigger, older or stronger like Mark and Karen... at least not that he could see. Instead, from what he could see, something quite the opposite had happened. With that realization Brandon hurried out of the chamber and into the light of the sun where he could get a better look at himself. From the shocked gasps that he heard from Jill and Karen above, he knew that his worst fears had come true. "Oh my God," Brandon gulped as he looked down at himself again, the grabbed the large round breasts which burst from his chest. "I've turned into a chick..." Brandon quickly looked down over the rest of his body, seeing that he had indeed been transformed into a woman. And from what he could see of himself, from the parts of his body that weren't still covered with poorly fitting clothes, and even from what he could see of himself through those clothes, he was obviously a very well shaped one. "Brandon?" Mark gasped in shock. "Is that you?" Jill asked in amazement, though the answer was obvious. "Oh shit," Brandon grimaced, climbing up out of the hole, feeling too stunned for words. He felt so strange... But oddly enough, he didn't really feel that bad either... "I didn't know that it could change you into a girl," Mark exclaimed, sounding as though he were trying to apologize for how Brandon had been transformed, "I didn't know..." But Brandon didn't really pay much attention to Mark. Instead he reached for the mirror that Jill had brought and stared at his reflection. Brandon immediately gasped at the sight, feeling even more stunned than before. "I look like Paris Hilton," Brandon blurted out in disbelief. However, Brandon already knew that this wasn't exactly true... His reflection did indeed look a LOT like the famous heiress... but it was not completely hers. In fact, it looked like a hotter... sexier version of her... "But you've got bigger boobs," Mark pointed out what Brandon had already noticed. "Yeah," Jill agreed, "you do look like her though... just... curvier." Brandon just gulped as he looked down at himself, then back into the mirror. It wasn't just his curves... but his face. It looked just a bit more mature... a bit sexier. His lips were just a little poutier... a little more kissable. "My God," he whispered, knowing that he was now hot enough to be on the cover of any of those magazines that he liked looking at. He looked like a super sexy model... or even a porn star. "I'm hot..." Then Brandon couldn't help laughing as he thought about who he resembled, "That's hot..." For a moment, Brandon just stared at himself, then he absently ran his hand over his body, amazed at how different it felt. Normally such a hot looking girl being so close to him would have been enough to make him immediately hard. But now... for some reason it was making him feel all warm and gooey inside instead. It took him a moment longer to realize that he was feeling turned on. "God this is weird," he muttered again. "What are mom and dad going to say?" Mark demanded, seeming even more shaken up by the transformation than Brandon was. Then Brandon couldn't help smiling faintly, thinking that he didn't really feel all that bad. In fact, he felt surprisingly good. He licked his lips absently as he thought about just how hot he looked, and about how good that made him feel. He didn't quite understand why, but he felt a strange pride in the realization that he was the hottest looking girl in the entire town... and quite possibly even the state. "What are you going to do?" Mark gasped out while Jill and Karen just stood back. "I don't know," Brandon admitted, shaken by the whole thing, "I don't know..." But even as Brandon stood there, trying to make sense of what had happened to him and knowing that he would have a LOT of problems because of it, he didn't really feel as worried about it as he thought he should. In fact, a part of him seemed to whisper that it might even be a good thing. There was a part of him inside which actually seemed thrilled by the prospect of being a hot and sexy looking woman. Brandon took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't share these thoughts with Mark or the girls. They wouldn't understand. Then again, he didn't really understand his own feelings either. All that he knew was that this was how he felt. "Let's get out of here," Brandon suggested, looking at the others, "I think we're all going to have a bit of explaining to do..." Part 5 Ten year old Chad quietly looked at the kids around him, then adjusted the helmet that he wore. It was an old soldier's helmet, the kind that his dad had called a steel pot back when he had been in the army. The helmet was a little too large for Chad, but it served its purpose as a symbol for the current spokesman of their club. The club was not a large one and it had no official name, though the members would frequently try to come up with one. At one time they had come close to officially naming their club as the No Girls Allowed Club, though this plan had been abandoned, as one of their members was a girl. And at the moment, the six members of the club sat in the wood shed, which served as the secret hideout, wondering why they had all been called there. However, the reasons didn't really matter, only that this seemed to promise them some adventure. "I bet you're all wondering why I called you here," Chad announced, looking around the small room at his friends. "Not me," his friend Mikey grinned. Chad rolled his eyes, then silently looked over at the others. He adjusted his helmet again, quickly wondering if maybe he shouldn't have called everyone else just yet. He was feeling more and more impatient by the moment, though he was even more impatient to tell them what he had found out. Tony was ten years old and the fattest of the six kids who were present. He ate a potato chip while he was waiting, then offered some from his bag to the boy sitting next to him. Next to Tony was Norris, a boy who was nine years old and quite his opposite. Norris was very thin, with a pair of heavy glasses resting on his nose. And as if to add to the possible stereotyping, he even had an asthma inhaler in his pocket. Katie was nine years old and the only girl in their club. With her short hair and tomboy nature, the fact that she really was a girl was often overlooked, sometimes even forgotten entirely. And when Chad had first come up with The No Girls Allowed Club as a possible official name, he had even made her into an honorary boy so that she could still be a member. The last member of the club who was present was Billy, Mikey's seven year old younger brother. He was young enough that the others would have left him out of the club entirely, if it weren't for the fact that their club house was in his and Mikey's back yard, and they were left with little choice but to include him if they wanted to stay there. Suddenly, Tony exclaimed, "Hey, where's Timmy?" He looked around, noticing that one of their members was noticeably absent. "His dad took him to Disneyland..." Katie pointed out. "Remember?" "Oh yeah," Tony responded, a bit embarrassed to have forgotten that. A round of, "Lucky..." went around the hideout as they thought of all of the fun that Timmy must be having. "Hey," Chad called out, trying to get everyone's attention again, "I've got something to tell you..." "Oh yeah," Norris blurted out, "I just remembered that my mom said I can have a sleepover next week..." "Hey," Chad repeated, "You can talk when you're wearing the captain's hat..." He tapped on his helmet to remind them of their rule that whomever wore the helmet was the one who was supposed to talk. However, it was a rule that was frequently forgotten or overlooked. "So talk already," Katie told him impatiently. Chad frowned, then stood up straight and announced, "Mikey and me found something really cool..." "Mark was the one who found it," Mikey pointed out, earning a glare from Chad. "There's something over in the field which can do cool stuff to you," Chad continued as though he had not been interrupted. "It can make you older and stuff..." "And bigger," Mikey added. "Mark got real big..." "Yeah," Chad nodded, "It makes you bigger and older. I mean, that would be so cool... Can you imagine being old enough to do whatever you want? No one would tell us what to do..." He grinned and proudly announced, "I figured that we could all go there together..." "I don't know," Norris said with a frown, "It sounds kind of...weird." He looked pretty doubtful, as though he didn't believe what Chad had told him. "You should see Mark," Mikey grinned, "He got even bigger than Brandon..." "Really?" Tony asked, looking interested. Katie stared at them for a moment, "Sounds kind of cool..." "Yeah," Billy echoed, "it sounds cool..." "What would you know?" Norris demanded of Katie. "You're a girl..." But Katie stood up at that and held out her fist, "I know that I'll pound you one if you don't shut up... You know I'll do it too..." They all nodded at that, knowing very well that Katie would indeed follow through with her threat if she was pushed. They'd all gotten them angry at her at one point or another and they all knew that she hit hard... for a girl. She hit hard for a boy too, though they'd never admit that. "Well I think we should go check it out," Chad said. Norris frowned, relieved at the distraction. "It sounds like some kind of joke..." "Then don't come," Mikey told him. "We'll all be big and stuff and you won't be..." "Yeah, we'll be big," Billy echoed his brother. "C'mon," Chad said, taking his helmet off and making sure to leave it in the clubhouse as they always did. "Let's go..." As Chad and the other club members rushed out the door, Norris stared at them skeptically. But then he shrugged, deciding that at least it might be a fun game and followed along behind. The group hurried towards Jennings Field, each of them eager to try out this magical place that Chad and Mikey had told them about. However, they had only made it halfway there when they found their path blocked by two older boys on bicycles, who were waiting just ahead of them with nasty smirks. "Oh no," Chad gulped as he recognized the two neighborhood bullies who seemed to take a cruel delight on picking on him and his friends. Those were the same bullies who had broken up their old hideout in the back of Jennings Field... "Nick and Eddie..." Nick was fourteen years old and well known among them as the neighborhood criminal. His very name was a word of fear among the smaller kids. He had an old stitched up leather jacket and had black hair that was greased back. And all of the kids knew that Nick even sometimes stole his dad's cigarettes and smoked them. The other boy was Eddie, Nick's sidekick. He was thirteen, a year younger than Nick, but he was one of the biggest kids in the entire neighborhood. He looked like he could have even been fifteen. And everyone knew that Eddie was just as dumb as he was big. They all figured that he did what Nick told him to because he wasn't smart enough to figure out how to pick on everyone all by himself. "Well well," Nick gave them a cruel grin, "what do we have here? I think it's the Peewee Gang..." "Yeah," Eddie agreed, "the Peewee Gang..." "Leave us alone," Chad tried to say, though his voice shook with fear. Nick just snorted. "And where are you brats running off to like that?" "We're going to a magic place in Jennings Field," Billy blurted out defiantly, "and it's gonna make us all bigger and stronger than you guys... And then we're gonna come and beat you guys up..." "Yeah, right," Nick laughed, "you guys couldn't beat me up if I got down on my knees and let you..." "Yeah," Eddie echoed, "they're too small..." Then Nick grinned, "Maybe I should beat them up to show them how it's done..." Chad and the others all gulped and began to nervously step backwards, looking for a way out. And when Nick suddenly jumped forward and yelled, "BOO!" they turned and ran as fast as they could. "Look at em run," Nick laughed, "little chickens..." "Yeah," Eddie agreed. Then he asked, "What were they talking about anyway? The baby said something about a magic place in the field..." "Just some stupid game they're playing," Nick shrugged. Eddie nodded at that. "Are we gonna follow them?" "Maybe later," Nick frowned, "right now, I swiped one of my dad's beers... Let's go find someplace to drink it..." --- After the group of kids had recovered from their run in with the bullies and regrouped, they quickly returned to what they had been doing and went towards Jennings Field. However this time, they took the longer route so as to avoid running into Nick and Eddie again. "I can 't believe you told them," Chad glared at Billy as they wer