New Target

Michael decided that giving Tiffany four DD tits was enough. He quietly wished she put her clothes back on before turning and leaving that aisle. He had unlimited wishes and had determined that he could change and control people. Testing it at the library had been safe. Time to branch out a bit and have some fun.

Michael left the library entirely and went to the park. There would be lots of test subjects there as well as room to experiment. It was a nice sunny day so there were plenty of people out and about. Walking down one of the wooded trails, Michael soon came across a hot female jogger. "I wish she would obey me without question and always answer truthfully, no matter what I ask," he said, and then hurried to catch up with her.

"Hey, can you stop a minute?" he asked as he caught up.

"Yeah, sure. What did you need?"

"What's your name and how old are you?" Michael asked.

"Rita, and I'm 25."

"Nice to meet you Rita. I'm Michael Miller. Can you take off your clothes for me?"

"Sure." Rita began stripping right there in the path.

"I wish I had a backpack with me." A backpack suddenly appeared on his shoulder. To Rita, he said "You can put your clothes in here."

"Thanks," she said as she took the backpack and started jamming her clothes into it.

Once she'd finished, Michael told her to stand still. He set the backpack on the ground and took a couple minutes to get a good look at her. She was of decent height, skinny but athletic with medium brown hair in a ponytail and bright blue eyes. She had a cute face, too. His eyes drifted downward, taking in the rest of her. Small breasts, though that was fixable. A small butt, which suited him fine since that wasn't really his thing. And, he noticed, she had a nice trimmed pussy.

"What cup size are your tits?" Michael asked.

"B Cup," Rita replied.

"Well then," Michael said, clicking his tongue, "we'll have to fix that."

Michael looked her over one more time and decided what to do next. "I wish your tits were DDs." He watched as they inflated and ballooned into nice, round, perky DDs. "I wish that your hair was a bright neon blue." He watched as her hair turned color, starting at the roots and spreading outward to the tips. Perfect.

"Let me finger your pussy," he commanded.

"Okay."

Michael walked up close and reached down, sticking his fingers into her slit. Once in, he felt around a bit, felling the trembles as his fingers hits her sensitive spots. After a minute or so, he pulled them out.

"Are you married? Or do you have a boyfriend?" he asked.

"Nope. Happily single at the moment."

Perfect.

"I wish you were the size of a barbie doll and frozen in time." She quickly shrunk where she stood and completely froze. Perfect, Michael thought as he scooped her up and stuck her in the backpack before closing it up and slipping it over his shoulder. Looking around, he made another wish. "I wish I was back in my room."