Wish for a dick...

You utter another quick wish: "I wish I could see myself better..." and just a moment later your wish is granted. The oversized boyband poster behind Casey disappears and is replaced by a huge mirror that shows the two students on her bed... and right opposite them, you see yourself, staring at your own face with wide eyes. You're not bad-looking, it seems. Your face appears softer, but just like you had been replaced with your female twin. Your rather short hair has not suddenly grown to epic proportions, which almost makes you look a bit butch. And you are totally relieved to see no cosmetics and lipstick and stuff, smeared in your face. Well, maybe that adds to the butch look, but who cares?

Your clothing however has changed. Your pajama shirt is silkier and only goes below the bra, exposing the entire midriff. And the color-coordinated pajama pants are a lot more snug against your hips, you realize. Your hand is clearly visible below the waistband, lewdly stuck against your pleasant pussy. You wince as you consider the most dramatic change however, your breasts. Checking yourself out in the giant mirror, you see that you may be the largest girl currently in the room, but only slightly; and you have seen much larger girls running across the campus. These boobs look just like you'd like to see them on your fellow students, perky and probably a C-cup.

And then you look down again and bring your free hand up to heft one. This milker is sensitive, huge, and absolutely overwhelming. Your first impression of a DD-cup was maybe an underestimation? Back in the mirror, the nice-looking girl fondles her pajama top in an alluring way, and you let out another moan. Maybe a large C-cup?

As your fingers clench against your new virgin pussy, and your large boobs strain against your new bra, you realize that you really screwed up with your wish. Can it really not be reversed?? You only manage a "eeeeep" in your panic, which again only increases your panic as you hear your high-pitched squeeking. This whole stress makes you struggle to come up with a solution, especially since Ashley looks at you with a scowl and Casey purses her lips in disappointment. Just because you're not eagerly joining them yet!

So why! Why had you wished to never be male again? Were you stupid?

Despite the pleasurable feelings from down below, all you care for right now is regaining your manhood. And so you murmur "I wish to have a dick again, expecting against all odds that this could return you back into man. And then, before anything happens, you add another one: "And I wish it was twice as long as my old one."

But apparently, whichever higher power grants your wishes, has chosen to mock you and twists your wish again...