After the screaming old ladies had made their exit from the park, Carrie started to look around for another victim. In the back of her mind, she briefly wondered how people had gone from being considered test subjects to victims, but she didn’t think about this for too long. She had just noticed someone hiding behind a bush about fifteen feet from her.
She only glanced at him from the corner of her eye, trying to act as though she didn’t see him so that he wouldn’t run away. He was a boy, apparently 13 years old. He was wearing a full set of basketball clothes from his Jordan shoes up to his authentic NBA jersey and shorts. Most significantly he appeared to be checking her out while hiding behind the bush.
The bikini girls had given her an idea. This boy might be useful to her.
Carrie smiled. Once again, her beautiful big new body was making things easier for her. She made a show of crossing her long shapely legs in front of her. Then, she arched her back slightly to push out her DD-cup breasts. She noticed that the boy’s eyes had gone wide. She crossed her arms in front of her, hiding the remote under one elbow, where she could aim it at him without him noticing it.
“Hey there,” Carrie said to the boy in her most seductive voice. At first, he looked very surprised to have been spotted, almost as though he was about to run, but his horniness got the better of him. If there was a chance that he could get a closer look at this enormous beautiful woman, he would take that chance. She was something out of his wildest sexual fantasies.
“Come over here where I can see you better,” Carrie said. He walked over to her hesitantly.
“Yes,” he said.
“What’s your name?” she asked.
“Tim.”
“Tim, I want to make a little deal with you,” she said and smiled at him in her most flirty way. He blushed and smiled back. “If you go and get me a cold diet soda, I will grant one wish for you.”
Tim looked confused. What did she mean by “wish?” he wondered. Was she going to do something… *gulp* sexual for him?
“Wish?” was all he could say in response.
“Yes,” Carrie said. “You see, I’m actually a genie. I can grant you any wish you want…”
He smiled mischievously.
“…except if it involves me,” she said and smiled at him as if to say, I know you want me, but don’t think you can get me that easily.
Tim looked excited for a moment, then his smile faded.
“Yeah right,” Tim said incredulously. “I’m not some kid you can trick like that.”
“You don’t believe me?” she said, acting hurt. “How about a little demonstration?”
Carrie activated the remote on the boy, and immediately his short-cropped dark hair began to grow longer and longer. He reached up to touch it as he felt it creeping down his face and neck. It kept growing until it was as long as the base of his neck in the back. He had to part his hair in front of his face with both hands so that he could see her. His face, when it was visible again, had a look of shock on it. Although he was still young and things like magic were not far from his childish imagination, he was old enough to know that what was happening to him should be impossible.
“Believe me now?” asked Carrie.
“Yeah,” said Tim, still stunned by what had happened to him.
“Then go get me that cold soda.”
Tim nodded and ran off with his new long hair blowing back behind him. Carrie sat and waited for him to return and was happy to see him run back to her out of breath only minutes later. He really had hustled to get her a drink quickly.
“Oh,” she said as he handed her drink to her. “That was fast. You must be an athlete.”
“Yeah, I’m captain of the team at my school,” Tim said proudly and motioned to his basketball Jersey.
Carrie took a sip from her cool drink and smiled. This was working out very well for her. She had discovered that men will do anything for you if you’re cute and they think you might be interested in them, even if it is only the most remote possibility.
“So,” she said. “What is your wish, young Tim?”