My dainty hand rested on the door knob and then I felt the petite muscles in my arm work as I opened the door letting Jenny, now my boyfriend Andrew, in...
She was huge. I mean objectively. Comparing her to the door frame I guessed she must had been at least 6'3''. She was also naked save the towel wrapped around her waist. The transformation must have ripped her clothes into pieces. Because she was so well built as well. Her new body's biceps and six-pack abs made one thing clear - Andrew must had been quite engaged in some sort of sport, probably football.
My perspective, this of an extremely petite girl, didn't help either. I really had to look up to see her face. Even tip-toeing the top of my head barely reached her chest.
"Woah... You're so small." Jenny's new voice was very deep
"Yeah. I noticed that." That was the first time I heard my voice. It was high-pitched but not squeaky. I could probably think of a career as a singer if I wanted. "But Jenny... Why would you wish for that?!"
"To be frank I don't know..." she looked a bit confused. "I mean I knew. I wanted to show you how bad it is to have tits spilling out of your chest but right now I can't see how that can be bad. I can't see how I could have hated them. I mean, they are so... fun!"
That must have been the second part of her wish. She completely forgot the pain of having breasts. And unfortunately soon I was to be the one in our relationship who got to have a first-had experience of it.
"Jenny, but this is all so wrong! Please undo it!"
"Stop it ANNIE. Firstly I think we ought to use our new names now. You'll call me Andrew and I'll call you Annie. Secondly I'm sure that if I wished this to happen I had to have a damn good reason for it, even though I might not remember it now..."
"But..." I tried to protest "I'm not Annie! And you are Jenny, not any Andrew!"
"What's wrong with you, huh? I wish you would just do whatever you're told."
As soon as I heard the 'wish' word I shivered. Had Jenny forgotten she's got this device of power on her finger? I hoped she won't make the situation worse.
"But Andrew, please..." I tried to protest again but something was wrong with the words that came out of my mouth. I didn't say my girlfriend's real name! I tried to say 'Jenny' again.
"Andrew..." was the only thing that came out of my mouth in my melodic voice.
So there was another wish. Andrew has wished me to do whatever I was told and asked me to call him 'Andrew'. And so I couldn't do otherwise no matter how hard I tried...
"I see you're learning fast." he said with a smile on his face "And I have to say... You obeying me gives me certain unexpected feeling of... pleasure. But why don't we explore it somewhere else? I wish we had some clothes that would fit us well for a trip to the beach."
The instant he finished wishing I felt something brushing against my soft skin and when I looked down I saw I was wearing a simple orange sundress. I could feel most of my back being uncovered and so was most of my chest. The material was just high enough to cover my nipples. I didn't have any cleavage. Yet.
Andrew was wearing just shorts and some tight t-shirt really emphasizing his musculature.
"So we're ready for the trip to the beach. Put your sandals on and we'll go."
"Andrew, that is just ridiculous! I can't be seen like that... as a girl!" I protested but at the same time I felt my body moving following Andrew's command, reaching for the children-sized strap sandals which materialized on the floor together with our clothes.
I undid the straps of the sandals and proceeded to put them on my tiny feet but as soon as they were on I felt something strange. The bottoms of my feet tingled which tickled a little bit but after a couple seconds of that the tingling rapidly increased in strength so that it became almost unbearable. I quickly took the sandals off. The tingling have ceased but a strange feeling in my feet remained. I wiggled my petite toes. The feeling was still there.
"Wait, did you just..." Andrew asked. "Did putting these on feel strange?"
I nodded.
"Ha! Perfect!" He clapped his hands. "So your Breastgiving WILL be today! I actually can't wait until I can play with your boobs. And they should arrive soon! I wouldn't be surprised if by the time we get to the beach you already had them. But I don't want you to grow them while walking, I really want to see it happening in detail. I wish your tits started growing only once we get to the beach. Now, let's go."
Shit. So it was bound to happen now. I had the feet symptom and everything. I was doomed to a day of Breastgiving. I felt myself walking out of the house after Andrew, just like he commanded me. I sobbed quietly.