Samantha had it with being short.
As an adult, she was fairly short. It wasn’t bad, but she disliked it, and wanted to be taller.
With her mind as a 12 year old, she had memories formed about other students in class teasing her about her small stature, especially since they were jealous about her mature face.
And seeing herself next to the adults of the party, she was so tiny and underdeveloped next to them.
All of that made her current mind want to be taller, so much that she didn’t want to look down at anyone else in the party.
But that wouldn’t be enough, she’ll still have a child’s body, with no curves to speak off, just stretched up. Her young memories made her envious of the breasts and curves.
She wanted to be hot.
She closed her eyes, and made multiple wishes.
“I wish I had an hourglass figure, with a skinny waist and wide hips.”
“I wish I had the biggest breasts around”
“I wish I was taller than anyone else around”
“I wish my body was so hot, that many adult women would be jealous of me.”
And with that, Samantha opened her eyes, only to look into the mirror from a far higher vantage point.
And what she saw looked like a tall, busty, beautiful young adult woman.
Looking down, she saw a large pair of breasts. Looking to the side, she saw a thin wait, followed by wide hips and ending with long, toned legs.
Backing off from the mirror, she got a better frontal view of herself.
And she was hot.
A beautiful face nested on a sexy body, which was skinny yet curvy, with large breasts top.
Her wish to know about her height still applied, so she knew how tall she is, 5’10. Far taller than her original self, let alone her previous 12 year old appearance.
But she didn’t know about the size of these boobs.
“I wish I knew my bra size”
“30E. Wow, that’s big...”
But then suddenly, new memories flooded into Samantha’s mind.
How she stood out in her age group ever since she hit puberty, and how awkward it was when people confused her for an adult watching over children.
How uncomfortable it was to overflow her new bras, as she grew fast and out of control.
And those stares at the street by adults...
But she couldn’t just shrink herself down, she literally wished she was the tallest and bustiest person around a party of young adult women.
She had to eliminate the new bad memories, so she’ll enjoy the change.
“I wish I didn’t feel I was too tall or too busty, and that I’ll instead enjoy my height and breasts.”
“I wish I enjoyed how beautiful and sexy I look”
And Samantha’s new memories changed. Not exactly the events, but her feelings about them.
She found herself loving to tower over her peers.
It was great when people confused her to an adult, as it showed how mature she looks.
Every bra overflown is another milestone achieved.
When people stared at her in the street, it just showed how beautiful she became.
The two new wishes altered her mind in a way that her original kid self, and in some ways her original adult self, imagined it will be.