“Wait a second…” Skylar says, “I…” she stops for a moment, clearly having some sort of idea or… memory,
“What is it?” You ask,
“When I was younger, I always wanted bigger boobs… and then I got pretty decent boobs,” she starts,
“True,” you say, winking cheekily, she smirks,
“But when I found out about breast implants, I knew that’s what I wanted, regardless,” she said,
“Right, so you want me to wish you had bigger boobs… again?”
“No no… as much as the ring can give me perfect and real boobs…” she bit her lip, “I kinda wanna see what it’s like to have fake boobs…”
“Really?” You question, both a little surprised, but also in no way shocked that Skylar wanted to try out a very obscure craving,
“Don’t judge me so harshly!” She snaps, “you know I like trying stuff out,”
“Alright alright,” you say, admitting you were judging her the tiniest amount, “so you want me to make the wish?”
“Yeah, wish for me to have D Cup implants, and not professional ones either… just the classic breast-implants,”
“I guess…” you say, knowing your wording will only mess up the order, so instead you say, “I wish that Skylar receives exactly what she just asked for!”
“Nice,” she says jokingly.
You look at Skylar’s chest, but not a lot is happening,
“Whoah… that’s a really weird feeling— woah!” She says, pumping her chest out to look at them. The first thing that you notice is that her nipples have started poking out of her top quite openly. They’re not too pointy, but something about them feels a little synthetic,
“I can feel them moving…” she says, then suddenly shivers, “this is really weird— oh!” She jumps, pumping her chest out again. From under her white cropped tank top, you see her breasts rising. You’d seen a lot of breast expansion over the last few months, but this was something different. The way they were being shaped was so strange, they were so round and unnatural. You had to admit, it was pretty hot to watch. Her chest continued to rise for a few more moments before they eventually stopped. Two round orbs on the top of her chest, maybe a couple cup sizes than she started with,
“This is so weird…” she says, finally placing her hands on top of them, “oh my… all of my breast has been replaced by the silicone…” she said, poking it in the different areas,
“And your nipples look a little… excited,” you say, jokingly,
“That’s not even me,” she says, “they just kinda sit like that,” she says, poking them over the top of the top, “actually… I can barely feel them,” she said, poking and playing with her nipples, “it’s like a little tickle, but basically nothing.”
You just stood there as Skylar played with her new fake boobs, feeling them as they sat there,
“So you like them?” You asked,
“Like them… I think I love them!” She says, “something about the way they sit on my chest, it completes the whole ‘look’ for me,” she said, “I guess it’s not something I’d personally wanna keep forever, but I kinda love them,”
“So after all of that, with magic and wishes, you’d still prefer the fake tits you can get in real life,”
“Don’t put it like that!” She said, jokingly faking a frown behind a very genuine smirk. You laughed, but then suddenly had an idea,
“What if you complete the look?” You asked,
“The look?” She asked, “what like the whole ‘fake’ look,”
“Yeah!” You said, “I mean you’ve got natural blonde hair and good figure already, what if you just went with the totally ‘manufactured’ look,”
“Y-yeah… yeah!” She said, understanding your idea, “that’s awesome!” She says.