Even bigger boobs

Kate knew exactly what she wanted: "I want the biggest, the best, the most perfect rack in all of history. I want my boobs to be what everyone else measures their own against."

Jenny looked into the curvaceous blonde's mind and saw what she was thinking of.

"Oooh! Yes, excellent. Natalia, I wish Kate had the chest of her dreams." She added, telepathically, and a little something extra, too. At the same time Jenny pictured herself and Natalia sucking peppermint milkshakes from Kate's magically engorged chest.

"You wish is my command, Mistress!"said Natalia with a wink.

Kate's eyes bugged out in surprise as her chest surged forward. Sure, she was a soulless synthetic construct who was invoked into being by a magical genie just a few short minutes ago, and she had nothing that really approached free will or independence of thought, but also? Also seeing her own boobs blow up like the fucking Goodyear Blimp and start spraying thick milky liquid while an orgasm detonated between her legs was a hell of a surprise.