Ty sighed in absolute relief as he felt the shower hit him. Two days without showering would have been hell on him. He likes to be clean and fresh, especially after gym class. He turned off the water and dazedly dried himself off before completely losing all focus.
He was in the role of ‘Jon Madison’ after all and had just taken a shower. He needed to fulfill the terms of the wish, so he left in search of clothes and a new life.
Practically mirroring Ty was Jo Anne ‘Call me Jo’ Madison. She was scrubbing under her incredibly large breasts to make sure no sweat was collecting under there. “Stupid Wish! Why did I make it?” She complained for the umpteenth time to herself. She had no way to know that their immense size was because she picked up the naturally large size of a person she now thought was her best friend’s sister by taking her life, which expanded upon taking on the life of the one who had made the wish.
She had no way to know that she matched the figure of who she thought of as her best friend’s sister because she had also taken the life she currently had. And Jo had no way of knowing that she was still enough ‘Jon Madison’ to trigger a wish.
Jo turned off her shower and dazedly dried herself before losing all focus and leaving in search of clothes.
Both Jo and Ty bumped into each other as they left the locker rooms in search for new identities.
Jo left the school and like a moth to a flame was drawn to the Madison house. She entered the master bedroom and began dressing herself in the clothes of the matriarch of the home. As soon as she was finished, Anne Madison shook her head.
“Why am I home? Oh, right! I left some files.” She went into her office and grabbed them before stuffing them in a backup briefcase and deciding to call a cab back to work. Clearly she didn’t drive back home, her car wasn’t there.
Unbeknownst to Anne, two changes were taking place. The first was Linda Madison losing focus while going over some paperwork and exiting the office she worked at. The second took place at the high school where Anne’s now daughter Tiff was in the throes of… extra-curricular anatomy lessons.
Not much changed for Tiff except for a slight interaction of magics. Her breasts expanded slightly, pushing back against her partner. Not a lot, but enough to make sense for the daughter of a woman as well-endowed as Anne Madison.
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Ty wandered for some time till he entered a strip club not far from where his first life as a gang leader lived. It was trashy, barely clean and only enough to not be considered a health violation to exist. He made his way backstage and unconsciously considered his options.
He was drawn to a corner where a duffle bag was tucked away out of sight of anyone but the one who put it there. Ty opened it up and pulled out a rather conservative set of female underwear, jeans, t-shirt, and polo with comfortable tennis shoes. Ty put them on and shook his head as the hair slowly began to creep down and change to a dyed bright red.
“Where is it!?” Ty panicked, reaching through the bag to find the device he stored there. A microphone and recorder safely lay there, which Tyra sighed in relief at the sight of. “Phew! I was worried. Gotta get back on stage before I get caught.”
On said stage, the newest stripper Selena lost focus just as her set ended and mindlessly strutted out of the back door of the club. Selena was not normally a stripper, she was normally Charlene Ivanov, a freelance reporter trying to gain evidence that the Sickles had been running a prostitution ring through the club.
Now Tyra Ivanov was on the case, looking to uncover a crime they don’t remember ordering lifetimes ago. Charlene ended up slipping out her high heels as she walked, barely there thong and bikini top a non-issue despite the scandal it would bring if people could consciously see her.
Like Linda, Charlene was searching for a new life. And she would get them… once she had clothes.
