“Your sister Katherine,” responds Ryan.
“Katie?” you ask. She’s four years older than the two of you, and is smack dab in the middle of a Goth phase -- or, at least, your mom and stepdad hope it’s only a phase. “Why would you do anything for her? She hates us.”
“She mostly hates you,” Ryan points out, “partly because you still call her Katie. Anyway, uh, let’s see...” He looks like he’s thinking for a second, and then he turns his attention to the doorway.
Five seconds later, she walks in from the hallway and stands in front of the two of you, in her current standard outfit of a black hoodie, black jeans, black Converse sneakers, and dark makeup.
She blinks a couple of times. “Why the fuck did I come in here?”
“I wished it,” Ryan replies.
“Yeah, right,” retorts Katherine, rolling her eyes.
“Notice how you’re not leaving? I wished that, too,” says Ryan.
“No, I haven’t left ‘cause I wanna find out what you dipshits want. What’s with the wishing? Am I part of some stupid roleplaying?”
“I don’t really need to say ‘em out loud, but I wish your boobs were a lot bigger,” Ryan says with a grin.
Katherine lets out an exasperated sigh. “So you’re such a nerd that you don’t even talk to me the first month you live here, and now you decide you’re a perv? I think you need --“
She happens to look down, and sees what you and Ryan saw while she was yelling at him, that her flat chest had quickly swelled outward, to the extent that it looks like she’s carrying a couple of overripe melons under her hooded sweatshirt.
Her jaw drops. She tentatively brings her hands up and feels them through the fabric.
“You like that?” asks Ryan.
“I-I --“ Katherine has moved her hands away, but she’s still looking down at her drastically enlarged protrusions, a slightly pained look on her face.
“Oh, let me change your bra,” says Ryan, and your sister’s expression almost immediately becomes less pained.
“How -- how --“
“I don’t know. All of a sudden, I can wish for things and they come true,” Ryan says, answering her incomplete question. “I wished this room was clean, I gave your brother some serious muscles, so I brought you in for some more tests. Obviously, I can do boobs and bras, but I wonder if I can go further.”
You’re suddenly a bit worried. “Wait a minute -- how much further?”
Ryan grins. “I want to see if I can change reality. Let’s see -- oh, Katherine, I didn’t just decide I was a perv, by the way. And I wish...”
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