My hair was the first thing I saw that began to change. Not only it was growing longer and developing some waves instead of being straight, but it was also being dyed from my normal brown hair. I can feel a pulling sensation from my head, like someone's baby is pulling on it and wouldn't let go. It reached past my eyes and mouth until it rested on my shoulders, dyed in a bright, neon green. I can tell without looking that the wish has given it bounce and volume. Shame I can't say the same thing about my beard though.
My beard I have been growing since puberty has fallen away, like what you get at the barber. But unlike the barber, where you have a say in what length you want, my entire beard just fell away. A quick hand rub also shows that not only there isn't even a hair on my chinny, chin, chin but that my chin and jaw have been reshaped into something more feminine.
Looking down at myself (and pushing my new hair out of my eyes), I can see some more feminine features appearing on me. The most obvious one is my new breasts under my button-down shirt. "Pop! Pop! Pop!" goes the shirt, with the buttons flying off in Tabitha's home. I can feel the weights of these boobs mounting, their swelling mass dominating my view of my forming body below me. My once great (and I'll admit, flabby) body has been reduced and redirected toward my lady's lumps.
By looking at Tabitha, I can tell that I was shrinking away from my 6'2" height. When I hold up my arms, they have also taken a more feminine look. When I pressed into my personal floaties with my graceful fingers, I could feel a new sensation underneath them. Pulling them away, I can find another row of tits, growing in an attempt to catch up with the original pair.
I was too shocked to yell at Tabitha, let alone tell her off about how weird it is that her 'Ideal Lover' is a multi-boob freak. Instead, I just stand there in Tabitha's apartment, with my height shrinking past 5'10" and my four tits sucking up the fats all around my body. Well, except for my ass that is.
When I turn my head to the side in order to see how much my body changed because of a stupid wish, I can see my lower body absorbing the fats and muscles from my legs. The jeans were caught on the middle of my ass, giving everyone behind me a plunging, plumber's butt crack. Just like my arms, my legs have become more dainty and womanly while my thighs and ass have progressed into a more voluptuous heart shape butt. Even my hips have grown wider than my shrunken shoulders, giving me a very exaggerated hourglass shape (not counting the second pair of tits).
By the time I thought that the wish was finished, my four breasts were done growing along with my perky ass. The four packs were bigger than my head, probably in the mid to late range of the alphabet. But throughout the transformation and expansion, I still have a hard-on. I didn't know that my penis has survived the wish until I felt how cramped it is in my jeans. Before I have the chance to get at the button and fly, my cock undid it for me. At least this part of the wish makes sense to me. In the place where my 5" penis was, is a whopping 15" dick instead.
Who knows that Tabitha's 'Ideal Lover' happens to be a multi-breast futa? Well, except for Tabitha herself. I gave it a moment to make sure that the wish was finished before approaching the nude woman in front of me. Throughout my changes, Tabitha wasn't reacting to me. It was like she was waiting until I was complete to interact with me. "Well," I said in my new womanly voice, "am I your ideal lover now?"