Seeing the shooting star above him, little Billy giggled with his favorite Big Macintosh plushie on his stomach.
“I wish you were real.” Billy pet his doll’s mane with innocent longing.
Suddenly, the doll began to expand, its features defining. Billy whooped happily as he felt Big Mac become warm and hard with muscle and bone, now becoming the size of a large dog. Billy tried to hug his plushie as it continued coming to life, but it soon reached normal size, and happy laughs turned to muffled screams as the fully transformed Big Mac crushed Billy beneath him.