A 7 foot tall goddess

Kelly immediately doubled over when I winked. I grabbed her shoulder and shook it.

"Kelly! Are you okay?" Her body was trembling. I couldn't see what was happening since she was wearing a baggy sweater. I had expected her ideal body to have more meat on the bone, so when she began filling out the loose clothing I was not surprised. It was only when it didn't stop did I get worried.

"John... I'm feeling really weird..."

Kelly finally looked at me and my heart skipped a beat. She had always been pleasant on the eyes. The face staring at me now was terrifyingly perfect, like a face sculpted by the most sex-obsessed gooner in his basement.

"Holy shit..."

"What? Did something happen?"

I didn't know how to explain to her. Kelly bolted up from the sofa to run to the bathroom. I was taken aback by how much larger she was. I was by no means a short man, but it felt like she was a foot taller than me now.

"How the hell... how is this possible?"

Kelly peeked back into the living room. She had thrown off her sweater to inspect herself and was now wearing just a tank top, revealing her new body in detail. In short, she was now an amazonian goddess. I had to crane my neck to look at her face- otherwise my eyes would be level with her gloriously huge rack. Her build was still on the slender side, and had a flat and defined abs, but the rest of her body was filled up with beautiful curves. I struggled to remember ever seeing someone so aggressively attractive.

"I'm not dreaming, right? You're seeing this?" Kelly asked while squeezing her new K-cup tits with a smile on her face.

"I guess, yeah."

"You don't seem very surprised." Kelly narrowed her eyes in suspicion. Crap.

"I'm just in shock." I've never been a good actor. I didn't want to explain to her that I now have the power over reality. Fortunately, I worded the change to be the body she herself desired, so there shouldn't be an issue.

"I'm like... a freaking goddess now. How the hell did that happen?"