”Hang on a sec, Cassie,” said her mother, running a hand over the white bra that was containing her oversized breasts. “This thing isn’t doing these titties any favors. I wish I didn’t even need to wear one.”
The bra sparkled and disappeared. The soccer-ball-sized breasts sat high and proud on the chest they were now attached to.
Cassie’s mother experimentally kneaded them. “Shit, girl, these things look fake, but they feel real! What else can I do -- I wish I had some rings to decorate ‘em.”
Silver rings appeared piercing both nipples. Cassie’s mother tweaked one. “Ooh, that’s real nice,” she said, then started playing with the other. “Oh,” she said, and then, “Oh, my God, I wish all women could feel how good this feels and all guys could watch.”
Sparks streamed out of the ring, whirling around the room and then exploding upward into the ceiling, where they appeared to be shooting through. This seemed to have startled Cassie’s mother enough that she was no longer playing with her chest.
Cassie’s top faded into nonexistence, and rings similar to her mother’s went through both nipples. “Jeez,” she said, and stood up to get something else out of her closet. But then she noticed the posters on her wall -- all of the women pictured were now either completely topless, or had tops that revealed their breasts in some manner, and all had pierced nipples.
She whirled around and gestured toward the posters. “Mom, look what you did!”
”Huh?”
”Mom, it’s like that ring changes the entire world if you make a wish like that! Look, they’re all wearing clothes that show off their boobs!”
”Honey, I still don’t know --“
Cassie had leaned into her closet and come out with one of the few tops she saw still hanging there -- it was black vinyl with two large round cutouts in the front. “Come on, Mom, do you think I would have had something like this? And I bet in your closet there’s only stuff like this now!”
It appeared to slowly dawn on her mother what was going on.
”Mom, I think you’re just going to make things worse,” said Cassie. “Come on, give me the ring back and I’ll try to fix stuff. Mom, come on.”
Instead, her mother said, “I wish...”