Nope. Save it for a real hottie.

To use the power or not to use the power.... 'Not to use the power,' John decided, looking over at his buddy. Eli grinned and went to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat, leaving the two to enjoy John's wished-for night. 'I mean, jeez, she's my roomie's sister. Besides, she's cute but not really all that hot. If I'm going to zap someone into my bed, why not start with a model or something? Now if she had a bit more up front....'

"Would you like her to be more substantially endowed?" asked the voice, calm and clear in spite of the insane and impossible suggestion.

"Yeah. Sure," said John before he caught himself.

"Sure what?" asked Alicia. Then with a pop from the air being **** out of her shirt and a snap as the fabric tensed under its new load, Alicia's modest rack exploded forward, completely filling her once loose tee shirt. The ruin of her torn bra was visible at the sides of her pneumatic new assets, indents of the shattered boob binder pressing out through the stretched cotton/nylon weave.

John ripped his eyes up to Alicia's face in time to see her look down and shout, "What the hell!"

"Alicia? What's wrong?" called Eli, distracted from nosing through the refrigerator.

'Oh shit! Now what do I do?' He paused for a moment to gather himself and sneak another peek at the cleavage dominating her neckline. 'I wish she liked--loved--the change!', John thought quickly, mentally confirming it immediately.

John knew he had to be dreaming. A magical cleaning and a crew of assholes being outed as psychotics was one thing, but a girl's breasts going from average to porn star in an eye-blink was just fucking nuts!

"Ohmygo.... I.... Uh.... Dayam," Alicia whispered. "I don't know what just happened, but it looks fantastic!" An experimental poke turned into a grope and her eyes lost focus. "Feels fantastic, too." Her hands pulled away, but they'd done their work. A flush raced down her neck and tinged the valley of the titans red.

"Alicia?" asked Eli. "You OK?"

"Oh I'm fine. I'm just... wonderful. Just a little confused."

John looked at Alicia grinning and staring down her own shirt. Soon Eli was going to turn around and then shit would really fly, so, "Er. Maybe we better get going."