Her Body, Her Selves

"I wish I just didn't grow body hair in any of the areas I shave or have waxed."

The original Megan, inside her brain, let out an unheard sigh. Okay, that one's not too bad, she thought. No changes were visible on Megan in the mirror -- based on her memories, she did indeed have frequent waxing appointments.

What the original Megan couldn't see in her memories was the full contents of the iPad document, and Megan was only glancing briefly at it, not enough time for original Megan to read it herself.

Now Megan said, "I wish I had F-cup breasts with special musculature to support them even without a bra, and I will still be able to perform any athletics or other activity."

Megan watched with pleasure as her perky B-cups quickly swelled outward by a few inches. She put her hands under them and experimentally hefted them, feeling the increased weight, pushing them together to create newly deepened cleavage.

Realizing she had more wishes to make, she dropped her hands as the enlarged breasts returned to the teardrop shape that showed they were natural.

"I wish I had cocksucking lips that will always look wet," she said. In the mirror, her lips puffed up, looking as if they'd been painted with lip gloss. She pursed them into a kiss.

The original Megan thought, At least she's not wishing she's a prostitute.

"I wish all my clothes were skimpy and sexy," said Megan, as she turned around to see many of the outfits in her closet altering themselves. "And I wish all my shoes were sexy and had high heels, and my feet would be totally comfortable in them."

She felt herself rising up onto her tiptoes, and turned back to look at herself in the mirror. She was now wearing a pair of black high-heeled slippers.

Her plump, glossy lips parted into a smile as she, inspired, said something that wasn't on the iPad's screen at all. "I wish I had a tramp-stamp tattoo that read 'You Wish.'"

She turned sideways and looked over her shoulder into the 3-way mirror as she saw the words appear in black script on her lower back.

The original Megan thought, She's kinda turning herself into a prostitute -- but she does look damn sexy. Maybe when I get back...

Megan wished up a navel piercing and a tongue piercing for herself, then had to check the iPad again for the wording before she said, "I wish neither my mother nor any of my female relatives would be able to alter me with their wishes any longer, unless I give individual consent, or if I'm in a dangerous situation with risk to my life or health." The original Megan could tell that Megan hoped her mother didn't already have a wish in effect that would counteract this one.

Just in case, she made another wish: "I wish my mother and all of my female relatives would approve of the results of all the wishes I've made this morning and from now on, unless I wish otherwise."

She had only one more wish in the list on the iPad.