Wishful Thinking

"So, if you're a genie that means that you can grant me three wishes?" Lauren asks, doubtful that this woman is for real. "Absolutely no limitations to those wishes, dear." Delilah said, pleasingly. As if she couldn't wait to say that.

Lauren thought hard about her first wish, finally coming out with. "I wish to have a gorgeous body." Delilah chuckled knowingly and clapped her hands twice.

Time seemed to have stopped around Lauren, suddenly her body trembled. Her pudgy stomach tightens as she grew a few feet in height, abdomen thins, her breasts grow from a small A, to a voluptuous DD. Her butt swells to resemble the size of two over-inflated basketballs. Lauren looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror amazed at how beautiful she looked. The sad thing was, her clothes failed to stretch along with her. her medium sized t-shirt became a croptop, that is now barely covering her missile-like nipples. her jeans became tights pressing so hard that it was quit difficult wiggling out of them.

There she was, the new Lauren in her half naked glory. Five foot, eight inches, bulbous DD breasts and a perfectly round posterior. Delilah looks on unfazed as usual by the astonishing sight.