“I wish that I kept all my current memories and wishes, but went back in time to right before I stepped outside to see Biff.”
The banging on the door behind him stopped, his house quiet once again. Outside, he heard the same rattling noise that had gotten his attention in the first place. He looked again at his watch, and saw the timer was at more than 12 minutes. Huh. He was surprised that had worked.
“I wish I wouldn’t be able to do that again.”
He needed the finality, the sense of being locked in. He’d forestalled the inevitable once, but for the sake of his own horniness it could only be a one-time thing. He felt that warmth again, and mewled at his self-imposed inconvenience. Just arbitrarily wishing away his ability to do things, limiting his own power for no reason, was still really hot, even if the ultimate loss of power was still in front of him. And on the topic of loss, he was at one now. The last bit of inspiration burning inside of him had just been spent on these few precious extra minutes, but now he wasn’t sure how he wanted to proceed. He could probably sit here and think of some more wishes by himself, but that felt kind of pathetic.
The noise from outside drew his attention again, and he thought of Biff working by the pool. The idea of the two of them, all alone together, with no one around… What would he even get out of that? Being able to fantasize about having a real body instead of this useless caricature of a milf? The noise came again, and broke him out of his fantasy. Fine, he could go and experience the consequences of his last wish firsthand.
Still unused to moving around in this body, he carefully made his way back downstairs. He still wasn’t used to his new gait, and was extremely aware of his short stride where each small step made his huge, squishy booty jiggle and shake. His breasts, too, jostled and shook, and the sensation spurred a long, yearning moan. He wondered if that would get better as he adjusted to his new dimensions, allowing him to walk more smoothly. No, he couldn’t be having that.
“I wish it took me an extremely long time to get used to any changes in my body.” That was a good start, and should work for both his current form as well as his upcoming time as Sue.
“I wish that in some ways, I would never get used to it.” Even better!
“I wish that I was always awkward, uncoordinated, and clumsy in this body. I wish that I couldn’t help but accidentally bump, rub, knock, and hit stuff around me.” Now this was the good stuff. Could he put a button on it?
“I wish no one would give me any sympathy for being klutzy, either, and that people tended to think I was ditzy or just trying to draw attention to myself.” Perfect.
He rounded out his wish as he reached the bottom of the stairs, just in time for him to bump one breast into the decorative banister while turning toward the back door. He let loose an aroused whimper at the mild twinge. What a fantasy, breasts so big that he’d be knocking them into things, always getting in the way! How awful! Thankfully, his nipple hadn’t been part of the collision, or he’d worry about getting a wet shirt while trying to talk to Biff. Another annoyed sound of arousal left him as his hip bumped into a side table while crossing the room, sweeping several pieces of mail resting there onto the floor. John let loose an “Eugh!”, which conveyed much more of a need to get off than real annoyance as he bent over to pick up the envelopes.
A moment later, he was finally stepping back outside (though with an ungraceful bump into the sliding glass door as he passed, knocking it open even further). The sight of Biff cleaning the pool was just as captivating as it was before. The young man towered over the newly minted milf, his arms and chest lazily showcasing his muscles. He looked so effortlessly powerful! Jon was again filled with confused, contradicting, and arousing thoughts. He would give anything to have Biff’s body, in more ways than one. His new maternal instinct kicked in as well, melding with the horny thoughts from before.. Was he even wearing sunscreen while working shirtless out here? Would he need to change out of those clothes after a day of hot, sweaty work? What else could she do to make sure he was taken care of?
“Jon, is that you? I had this strange vision that you got hit with a curse, but it's unreal to think that there's a nerd buried under all that titty. You look like a natural born woman the way you move in those heels and lingerie. I always knew you were a sissy, but wow, if I didn't know any better I'd think you really wanted to have a nice big ass to show off.” Jon blushed at the accusation. Of course he wanted it! Err, didn’t want it! How stupid would someone have to be to put themselves in a situation like this!?
Karyn once again entered the backyard, her typical cuteness marred by a look of real concern for her friend.
“Jon, I heard you scream across the neighborhood, and I-” Right on cue, Biff pushed her into the pool. She splashed to the surface, flailing angrily. “Biff, you jerk! Why did you do that to me? I don’t have built-in flotation devices like Jon!”
“Why not? You interrupted the nice time Ms. Daniels was having showing me her boobs. I’m done here anyways, I’ve had my fun and I’ll be back tomorrow to see if he’s gotten any bigger. I’m sure you two girls have a lot to talk about. And don’t worry, the secret that it’s Jon under those big nips is safe with me.” Jon watched in frustration as Biff turned and walked away, while Karyn slowly worked her way out of the water. He felt bad for her. And also jealous.
“I wish it had been me that Biff pushed into the pool instead of Karyn.” Just like that, Jon was surrounded by water, and he began feverishly splashing to right himself at the surprise shift in perspective.
“Biff, you jerk!” He heard Karyn cry out on the edge of the pool above him. “Did you only do that so you could see his sopping wet boobs flopping around?”
“I was helping him out. Did you see how red he was getting? He was overheating.” He looked down into the water at Jon. “I mean, there’s nothing else that could have been, right?” He teased with a condescending smirk.
“Here, Jon, I’m sure you need some help lifting that big ass out of the water.” Karyn stretched her arm out toward him, offering help in lifting himself out of the water. A pang of embarrassment moved through him at her comment. He felt a sudden dislike of his ass, and the way it drew her attention. Was that Sue’s persona overtaking his own?
“Careful, Karyn. He might be contagious. Wouldn’t you hate to end up with a couple of udders like that?” The way Biff continued to bully him, even at his most vulnerable, made him squeal out all sorts of horny sounds that he hoped would be hidden by his noisy dog paddling. A part of him loved how much easier Biff had it than him, and longed to have the same carefree life.
“You’re such an asshole,” Karyn leapt to his defense. “Picking on someone just because their fat dump truck makes them an easy target says more about you than Jon.”
Over the sound of the splashing water, Jon spoke quietly enough that he hoped Karyn and Biff wouldn’t hear over their arguing.
“I wish that when feeling a strong like or dislike, I could sometimes only say the opposite of what I want to.” Was this his impulsive side he’d wished for coming out? He’d barely had the idea and he was already blurting out a wish to go with it. “I wish that when that happened, everyone knew what was happening and what I really meant, but were happy to give me a hard time about it anyway.”
“Were you saying something, Jon?” Karyn grunted as he took her hand and hauled himself out of the pool, his skimpy clothes soaked.
“I was just… thanking Biff.” No! He didn’t want to thank him! “I’m SO grateful that…” He grit his teeth, trying to hold back. “This fun-loving young man could help me be a little less stuck up.” Biff threw his head back, howling in laughter. Karyn put her face in her palm.
“So it’s not just a fat new pair of breasts,” she reasoned, “It’s some mental changes too.”
“No, I really mean it!” Jon practically shouted, his face twisted in self-hatred. “I owe Biff a big favor for shoving me in the pool. I really had it coming.” Karyn looked to Biff, who was wiping tears from his eyes. “Don’t you have anything better to do than harass Jon for his new extra large body parts?”
“I’m done here anyways,” Biff replied, slowly rebuilding his composure. “I’ve had my fun and I’ll be back tomorrow to call in that favor once he’s even bigger. I’m sure you two girls have a lot to talk about. And don’t worry, the secret that it’s Jon under those big nips is safe with me.”
