I know I shouldn't, but...

Xander looked from his frozen in time maybe sorta kinda girlfriend and then to his magic genie.

"It will be no bother, Master." Anya wiggled her fingers at Cordelia, "Say the words and I make her breasts larger."

Xander blew out a breath and slowly nodded his head. "I know I shouldn't... but how often am I going to get a chance like this?"

"Master, all you need do is say the words." Anya leaned in toward him.

"I wish Cordelia's breasts were bigger. One cup size bigger."

Anya bowed her head, "Wish granted. What was a 36 B is now a 36 C."

Xander kept his eye trained on Cordelia and watched as she started to grow, her shirt pulling tight as her breasts expanded. Although with her clothes on it was kinda hard to appreciate the growth. Keeping in mind his time out ability to manipulate objects Xander reached out and with nervous energy opened Cordelia's blouse and then pulled her too full bra down, letting her new bigger boobs to spring free.

It was an impressive change. Able to see Cordelia's breasts in all their natural glory Xander could definitely appreciate the change. He couldnt help but trace his fingers over the enhanced slopes of Cordelia's breasts.

But was it enough? Xander wondered.

"I can change them back, right?" He asked Anya

"Of course Master, all you have to do is wish."

"So if I want to play around and go bigger? You can fix it later?" Xander bit his lower lip.

"Yes. I can." Anya said with certainty.

"I wish Cordelia's breasts were a cup size bigger." Xander put his eyes back on Cordelia's chest.

"Wish granted. From 36 C to 36 D." Anya cheerfully anounced.

Xander stared as the breasts began to swell, a slow steady expansion of flesh. There was only one problem. It wasnt perfect. When Cordelia's breasts had finished expanding they were truly impressive but it wasnt what he had in mind.

"Happy, Master?" Anya asked.

Xander shook his head, "I know this makes me an asshole but... no. No, I am not."

"How can I help, Master?"

"Maybe its the number not the letter." Xander mused to himself. He looked at Anya, "You said 36 D?"

Anya nodded her head, "Yes Master."

"I wish Cordelia was a 46 D." Xander told her as he returned to staring at Cordelia.

"Wish granted." Anya looked from Cordelia's changing breasts to Xander. "Does this please you?"

Xander tossed his head from side to side. "It's just... it's... not quite right. Somethings missing."

"What displeases you Master?"

Xander shrugged, "I don't know... it's just not right yet."

Anya looked from Xander to Cordelia's exposed expanded breasts, "They appear like perfectly normal breasts, larger than average, Master."

"Yeah." Xander scratched the back of his head. "It's just... it's just not..." he gestured at Cordelia's breasts.

"Perhaps a wish to understand what offends you?" Anya offered.

Xander groaned, "Yeah. Why not. I wish I knew why I'm not satisfied with Cordelia's boob job."

"Wish granted."

"Sunovabitch!" Xander gaped and slapped a hand across his face as he suddenly realized what the problem was.

"Master?"

Xander looked at her with a slight manic energy, "My own damn dumb fault. Too much Playboy and porn. Too much plastic surgery. The sag is what was throwing me off. Cordelia having natural breasts that, y'know, have to deal with gravity... totally different from the boobs Im used to seeing in Playboy and, uh... other magazines. "

"So how would you like to fix the problem Master?"

"I wish that Cordelia had all natural 46 D cup boobs that were... are...uh, just happened to be shaped and sit on her chest like they were top of the line breast implants. Y'know firm and perky like, no sag and drag. But completely natural. " Xander was pleased he now knew what was bugging him.

"Wish granted." Anya smiled back at him and as she stared at Xander staring at Cordelia she felt compelled to ask, "Is there anything else you would like to change, Master?"