Granting her wish of the arse

You looked over her sleeping form, she had ended up on her front, giving you a nice view of her arse. Perfect. She had wished she got more attention, and now you would perform that wish. You watched as her arse wobbled and bubbled, fat appearing from nowhere and going straight to her arse. Originally it was flat, nothing special, but obviously feminine. Now it would look amazing, it stuck out behind her a considerable distance, and would stretch all her clothing, if not for you changing her clothing to match. Her hips had also changed, jutting outwards, looking even more like childberthing hips than Shevy had. Rebecca now had a perfect arse and hips combination. When she walked they would sway, gaining the attention of everyone, and when they were touched or stroked, it would give her such ecstasy. You made it so that, if it was you, you could bring her almost to orgasm simply by mashing and groping her arse cheeks and hips. She didnt change position in the bed, but she now took up quite a bit more space, her new hips and arse sticking out more than you even imagined.

You quickly altered reality too, for everyone apart from you and Rebecca. She would wake up and be very confused about what happened, and she would believe it was the wish she made. You would play along too, acting confused as to why she is confused about her arse and hips.

You smiled, joined her back in bed, and waited.

In the morning there was a scream, from Rebecca.

“What?” you said, suddenly waking up. You saw Rebecca standing in front of a mirror, her hands on her hips, and rotating slightly.

“What the fuck” she said, “David” she looked at you, “My arse. My hips!”

“What about them?” you asked. She looked even better standing up, her trousers pulled taught, even thugh the ywere the correct size.

“They have grown! I never had hips” she was stroking her hips, and you heard her let out a slight moan

“Yes you have” you said matter of factly, “for as long as i have known you, you have had an arse and hips”

“Really?” She said, walking towards you with a stern look on her face. Her hips swayed with such feminine beauty, “Because i dont remember.”

“I think its the wine talking” you said, “You have always had those. I remember when we first met, your arse was smaller, and just last month you were moaning that all the food you ate just went straight to your hips and arse.”

“What” she said, very confused and worried. She walked to her cupboard, and you could tell she was struggling to get used to the sway and the wobble that occurred, each step bounced her arse like crazy. She opened the cupboard and let you a very confused sound, as she realised all her clothing had changed sizes to fit her new hips.

“What?” you asked

“It was the fairy” she said, looking like she had just worked out the answer to a very difficult maths problem, “last night I said I wished for more attention, and I heard a twinkle, you said you didnt, but I did. And then I wake up like this”

“Did you make any other wishes?” you asked

“Um” Rebecca thought, “I dont think so.”

“Well” you said, “I dont recall you making a wish. But I do recall your arse being like that. Calm down, lets get dressed, and get in the car. Its a long journey, maybe you will sober up on the journey.”

“I doubt it” Rebecca said, “But fine. Lets say I believe you, and lets say I am having amnesia about my own hips and arse. Fine.”

You left the room, going back to yours to get dressed. You smiled to yourself, pleased that the magic and your lying had worked. You made another change, making her accept her arse and hips after a day or two, but not forget last night.