“I wish… n-no…” Luka said apprehensively, he felt as though he was unable to speak. He couldn’t just… there’s no way. This was stupid? Right. It had to be stupid. There was no point, it wasn’t real, “I wish Miruku had bigger boobs, right?” He said to himself, “what a joke…” he complained, ready to leave the room.
He looked ahead, seeing his wife asleep. She shifted, turning slightly. In her sleep, she moaned. He couldn’t help but watch as… she changed.
“Oh my god,” Luka said to himself, placing his hand over his mouth as he watched his wife’s engorged breasts slowly growing. From the orange-sized breasts she had right now, they grew larger, rounder and fuller. Before long they were easily the size of melons, way larger than before she would typically breastfeed. His eyes were glued, they grew a little more, before stopping at just under the size of her head. She had a pretty small head. But her breasts were anything but.
Luka had to walk out of the bedroom. He fell back against the wall, sliding down with his hand over his mouth.
He really did have this power. A whole, entire wish. Once a day. And he used two of them on giving women in his life bigger breasts… was this seriously what ‘Rose’ was expecting, picking him of all people.
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After trying his best to quietly dig through his apartment, searching for any scrap of paper, hoping it to be the unopened envelope he’d completely ignored. He had to find it, hoping it would contain more information.
Slip.
Luka looked up, seeing that single piece of paper slid right under his front door. It was past midnight. He had a feeling this was some kind of supernatural force that slid it under the door, but he couldn't help but feel on edge. He approached the door, looking in at his wife and child, seeing her breasts peaking out despite her back being to him. He looked through the peephole of the door. No one. He felt a chill.
He leaned down to pick up the envelope, backing away from the door. He made his way over to the kitchen and opened it. He pulled out a letter,
“Dearest Luka Decieto,
I am pleased you have found this power to be of some use. You are indeed using it how it was intended. You see, I personally select members of the Daily Wish because you all have a certain ability. A love for change. You can’t help yourselves from choosing to change things, whether little or big. I entrust every member to accomplish this single task:
Enjoy Yourselves.
Without you, everything stays the same. And we can’t have that. You love change, and so do I. Trust, that every wish you make, whether it be big or small, is honouring me and my Kingdom.
I hope this letter is able to answer your question. I hope to see you soon,
Yours,
Rose”
What the hell did this Rose person mean by that!?
Luka liked boobs, sure… but he wasn’t obsessed or anything. These wishes, he could change other things. He could… solve world hunger. He could help a homeless person. He could make everyone in the world beautiful, have larger bodies, bigger… oh.
Maybe she was right. Maybe he truly had no way of holding himself back.
But it’s a group. He’s a member? Maybe others have felt the same way. And others can’t change it. He can’t feel guilty if other people have done it… right?
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