Maybe a wish will help

"That's my husband!" Dad chuckles. "I think lunch out sounds good. Guess I better get all this, and myself, cleaned up first."

You watch as your dad leaves the kitchen to head for the bathroom to clean up. Pa sits back and smirks as he thumps his gut before he gets up as well, hunched over a bit to stop himself from busting up the ceiling. You, meanwhile, are standing there in the kitchen staring up at him and hard as a rock yet again. He just chuckles and gives you another wink.

"You help your dad by startin' cleanup in here. I gotta go see if I can find anything that fits me," he rumbles before turning and rattling the whole house as he stomps toward the hall.

Figuring you should probably help, you hurry to your room and grab the powder. There was no way you'd be able to mop up that mess alone and the dishes would take even longer to do. So you take the powder to the kitchen and fill a small glass of water to sprinkle it into. The first sip goes down and you quietly wish that the kitchen was clean again with all the dishes done and everything back in its place... along with clothes for you. It's an easy enough wish that causes the room to spin a bit as the magic takes effect and you're left in a completely cleaned up kitchen. Though there's still plenty left in your glass.

"I guess I can keep going..." you mutter to yourself. Another swig goes down, "I wish the house was big enough for Pa. And that he had a wardrobe that fit him."

The lurch in your stomach tells you it worked and you decide to gulp down the last of the wishing solution to cap it all off, "And I wish the virus was permanent and spreadable." That causes another burst of magic inside of you which is starting to make you dizzy so you stop and rinse the cup out.

Turning around from the sink lets you feel the stomps from down the hall as Pa comes rumbling back from your parents' room. Instead of his naked form, he's now in a mammoth black tank top with huge white letters that read BIG DADDY across the chest and belly. Below that are a pair of extremely snug shorts that barely go down his thigh, highlighting his immense ass and bulge. They look to be painted on and the amount of denim in them has to be enough for a full group of large men. He's also got on a pair of utterly gigantic white and black sneakers that are threatening to crack the floor with each step. Your mouth falls open in shock and he just laughs, his massive belly bouncing.

"Guess I had some stuff in the back of the closet!" he bellows jovially.

Dad also returns having showered and put on his usual weekend clothes of a plain t-shirt and shorts. He lets out a low whistle and chuckles at the sight of your Pa, smiling. "Well now look at this! Looking as good as ever, dear."

Pa chuckles and rubs the side of his gut with his huge hand while it rumbles audibly. "I think we might need to decide on lunch here soon. I know we just had breakfast but this tank is ready!"

"I think we can right after we clean up the... kitchen..." Dad says as he looks at the spotless kitchen. "Son, did you...?"

You just nod and shrug, trying to play it off, "Yeah! You uh... you just took so long in the shower I figured I'd do it all. Not bad huh?"

He looks confused but ultimately shrugs as well and smiles, "Yeah, guess so! Okay then... Where should we head for lunch. Can't keep your father here waiting to eat!"

Your eyes are drawn to the fridge where a few coupons are posted under some magnets. One of them is for King George's Buffet so you grab it and hold it up, showing it to your Dad. He smiles and takes it, laughing, and stuffs it into his wallet before putting it in his pocket. It was decided and now you were heading right out, following your Dad with Pa thundering behind you both. That, of course, makes it a bit tough to walk since every step of his makes the floor bounce.

Stepping outside and looking around, you notice a few more huge men on your block now. Big, hairy, masculine men of differing sizes and heights all where your normal sized neighbors once were. It seems like your virus has had quite the busy evening and morning... and your neighbors had a lot of secret desires. You just smile at the sight and watch as one of your neighbors is out mowing his lawn in just a pair of shorts and boots, showing off his new hairy and thickly built torso while another neighbor who is trying to get his mail out of the mailbox with his now much bigger hand watches.

"C'mon boys, daddy's hungry," rumbles Pa behind you as you feel yourself hoisted up by your shirt.

You and Dad look at each other as Pa has each of you held in his hands, dangling you off the ground before he shifts to stuff you both under his arms to carry you. The man is so big and so strong that he can do so without any effort at all and you're soon being taken down the street toward the buffet while breathing in his potent musk. It's a big shocking but it's also kind of amazing. Your new dad is so huge, so powerful, and so manly that he's just hauling you and Dad like it's nothing! You watch as each huge step he takes makes the ground tremble and sends parked cars bouncing. Now you're hard again and can't believe this is actually real!

Arriving at the buffet, he lets you both down and starts to squeeze inside. You wait for him with Dad outside the doors, watching him duck and twist his massive body through the double doors. He grunts and huffs as he pushes himself inward and cracks the walls around the frame. His giant rear end gets stuck as it's too wide to fit but you watch as Pa slams his hips forward and shifts his body just enough to get through. Plaster falls from around the doors and you can see the hinges of them are totally busted now but you just smile. You can fix that with a wish later... Right now you and Dad have to follow the man in where he's standing at the entryway talking to the host.

"Table for 3. And make sure there's plenty ready," he says to the waiter at the station who's looking up at the now sweaty, musky, mammoth man standing before him.

"Y-yes sir..." the poor guy gulps.

Now...