I swear, my job is so fun, I honestly feel bad about it sometimes.
I guess I should start from the beginning. My name is Matt, but I've been calling myself the Size Thief (Don't ask, it seemed like a good idea at the time.) I gave myself the name because for the last year or so, I've had this weird ability. I don't know how to explain it, but I've been able to give and take away size from people. I have no idea how it happens, but if I touch someone and concentrate hard enough, I can somehow take their size away, and have them shrink and wither right in front of me. I can also turn around and give that size to someone else, and watch them hulk out in the exact same manner. Once I realize I had control of this, I decided to put that to use. Think of me like Robin Hood, taking from the rich, giving to the poor.
But before I get into that, a little more about my story. Like a lot of kids at that age, I was a short, scrawny kid who was crippled with shyness and insecurity and envied the big, strong guys I saw on the sports teams, even if they seemed to have it in for me. There was one in particular that started this whole situation, Derek. As much as I despised him, I still occasionally feel the need to thank him for pushing me so hard I finally snapped, otherwise this wouldn't have happened. On the school's wrestling team and a teen bodybuilder, he had that "way-too-buff-to-really-be-a-teenager" build and an attitude to match, thanks to four years of having everybody, student and teacher alike, eating out of the palm of his hand.
I guess I should start from the beginning. My name is Matt, but I've been calling myself the Size Thief (Don't ask, it seemed like a good idea at the time.) I gave myself the name because for the last year or so, I've had this weird ability. I don't know how to explain it, but I've been able to give and take away size from people. I have no idea how it happens, but if I touch someone and concentrate hard enough, I can somehow take their size away, and have them shrink and wither right in front of me. I can also turn around and give that size to someone else, and watch them hulk out in the exact same manner. Once I realize I had control of this, I decided to put that to use. Think of me like Robin Hood, taking from the rich, giving to the poor.
But before I get into that, a little more about my story. Like a lot of kids at that age, I was a short, scrawny kid who was crippled with shyness and insecurity and envied the big, strong guys I saw on the sports teams, even if they seemed to have it in for me. There was one in particular that started this whole situation, Derek. As much as I despised him, I still occasionally feel the need to thank him for pushing me so hard I finally snapped, otherwise this wouldn't have happened. On the school's wrestling team and a teen bodybuilder, he had that "way-too-buff-to-really-be-a-teenager" build and an attitude to match, thanks to four years of having everybody, student and teacher alike, eating out of the palm of his hand.