“...that you have very oversized genitals.”
Just as soon as I had said it, a shocked look crossed aunt Cathy's face, her eyes widened, and her eyebrows rose nearly into her hairline.
I was more interested in the changes to her body though.
I couldn’t immediately see what happened through her skirt, a consequence of wishing her clothes back again unfortunately. Until I got a bit more used to having my wishes granted it just made me feel weird having her standing around like that.
What I did notice though was that her formerly flat stomach had grown outward quite a bit. Her top was now tighter around her middle and her belly hung past her waistline. I couldn't keep a slight smirk from my face.
She looked just a bit pregnant.
After just a second of thought I had to hold in my laughter. My wish presumably hadn’t just increased the size of her vagina, it had also increased the size of her womb!
That was certainly unexpected
Now that my eyes were finished flicking quickly over her form I looked up again at my aunt's face. Her alarmed expression had stayed and after her brain finally rebooted she quickly grabbed me by my left shoulder and clamped her other hand in front of my mouth.
It would’ve prevented anyone from hearing me, if we weren’t already speaking at a pretty deserted street corner.
“How do you know that?” she hissed through clenched teeth. “Not even your mother knows!”
Her face was so close to mine I could clearly see the pores on her face and the tremble in her lips. Quickly thinking of how to explain, I vaguely gestured her in the direction of an empty alley, trying to give myself some time to figure out what I should say to calm this situation down.
I was aware that after a single wish all would be forgiven, if she wanted to or not was an entirely different matter, but I was curious to see how this situation would play out.
With her head swiveling like an overactive sprinkler system and her eyes darting from one random passerby to another, she started to hastily drag me into the alley I had gestured to. Her strength wasn't really enough to force me but I let her anyway to maybe help her to get her frizzled nerves under control.
On the way there I had an idea of how to explain how I knew about her not 5 minute old lifelong secret.
The last few steps it took to reach the alley also allowed me to observe Cathy some more. It allowed me to notice another peculiar detail. She was walking differently than before. Her normal tight and suave gait was replaced with farther apart legs, each stride more hesitant, more careful than before. I didn’t have to think long to know why. She must be really sensitive down there. The wait to see exactly how big she was now under her skirt was driving me nuts.
A few steps into the alley we got to the point where she finally let my shoulder go and removed her hand from my face. She still stood blocking the one way back onto the more bustling sidewalk, hand on her hips and staring me down.
“Now, talk!”
Her surprise and fear had morphed into a hard but brittle exterior, far from composed but putting up a front anyway.
I could see it in the way her arms still slightly trembled with adrenaline and her eyes kept darting back out onto the street before focusing back on me.
Showtime.
“I heard it from your doctor, specifically your gynecologist.” I started to explain, before sheepishly rubbing the back of my head, “I got home one day and she must have accidentally called the wrong number or something. Maybe she got mixed up, we share a similar last name after all. Anyway, the voicemail naturally does what it does and autoplays, and after I started listening to the recording I couldn't just stop, you know?” I let my arm fall back down and ended with a small, and hopefully mischievous smile as the memory of just that settled itself neatly into place now that I had changed reality again.
Her panicked look didn't fade, but furrowed brows began to replace the worried frown on her face.
Expression now more enraged than concerned.
“That unprofessional sham doctor of a whore, has she never heard of doctor patient confidentiality!?!” came her growling through clenched teeth.
Now that she was more occupied with cursing out her doctor and her attention wasn't on me, it gave me the opportunity to decide where I wanted to take this from here.
After a quick second thinking I had just the thing.
I lifted my hand to try to get her to calm down for a second.
Startled, she looked at me. After a moment a blush began to creep up her face as she remembered that she wasn't the only one in the alley.
“Hey Cathy, I know you just started but before you continue to go wild on your doctor, that kinda wasn't the only thing I heard her talking about…”