Alice stared into the mirror, scrutinizing her body. As she stood there, wishing that her breasts were just a little bit bigger, she watched the front of her shirt push out. Shocked, she shook her head to clear her thoughts. Alice pulled off her shirt to see if what she thought had just happened really did. Indeed, her former B cup breasts had ballooned into what looked like some beautiful D's. They were pushing painfully against her bra, and uncomfortable, Alice whipped it off, letting her new breasts breathe.
As she processed what had just happened, she massaged her chest, loving the way her new breasts heaved when she breathed. Looking back into her mirror, she decided to make some slight changes to her body, just enough that it wouldn't be entirely noticeable. Concentrating, she slimmed down her waist and gave herself some toned abs. Next, she tightened up her butt and increased its size by a little, to match her new breasts. Alice made her blue eyes larger, and gave herself long, luscious lashes. She plumped her lips and grew her hair out to her boobs.
Critically viewing her figure now, looking for any little flaw she could find, she pinpointed every thing that she thought was wrong. She made her legs longer, more toned, and slimmer at the thigh. When she was finally done, she looked into the mirror and saw herself, but she saw a more attractive and sexy girl than was there before. Before, she had considered herself pretty. Now, she knew, she was a knockout.
Going to her closet to put on some clothes, she sees a miniskirt that has never fit her right. It was one of the sexiest things she owned, but she had never felt comfortable in it. Smiling, Alice pulled it off the hanger and slipped it on. Staring in the mirror, she concentrated and made her curves fill out the skirt perfectly. As she admired her new figure, she puzzled over what to wear for a bra. As she combed her closet, she spied her friend Jessie's bra that she had left at her house last week. Checking the tag, she confirmed what she thought...that Jessie was a 36C. That was at least better than her B. Not wanting to make her breasts smaller and really wanting to wow Kyle at the party, she squeezed her way into the bra, loving the way it pushed her boobs up and in, creating deep cleavage.
Alice wasn't sure she owned a shirt worthy of this cleavage, until she spotted a simple gold tank top. Stepping back one last time she decided she needed a little color. In amazement, she watched her skin bronze in an instant. As she pulled on a pair of strappy gold heels, Alice hopped her way down the stairs. Slipping out the door without any of her family noticing, Alice hopped into her car to pick up her...
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