I came up with an idea, I would wish them smaller. That way I wouldn't look at them as much. I thought to myself, I wish her breasts
were A cups. She then said " just kidding they're A cups, I say they're B's to make the men more interested in them." She turned her
head and mumbled something else that I didn't hear. I wished to myself to know what she said, "and to help my self esteem." Now I felt
bad for removing a key part of her self confidence so I knew I would have to fix this some how. Suddenly she said," hey, your the guy
who moved in last week, I live near you. I'm three houses down to the right." " How come I've never seen you before," I said. She
replied," because it is easier for me to go to the right to leave for school. I've seen you moving stuff into your house from my house
though." "Wait", I said, " What school do you go to? I'm going to be at north high." " Same here, it's great because even though I'm in
the 10th grade, I can drive." "I'm in the 10th grade too but I can't drive for another six months." the talk went on like this for another half
an hour or so until she looked at the time and gasped. "Oh my god, I should have left 10 minutes ago. Mom is going to have a cow!" I
said " I guess that means we are done talking today, do you think I could stop by your house tomorrow? I don't know that many people
here." She said, " I guess so, I would have to run it through my mother, she is picky about boys at the house." She got up and left and
as she did I set my plan in motion. I wished that her mother wouldn't be to mad because she was also a little late and that she would let
me come over not only tomorrow but any day of the week I asked. Then I wished that her breasts would grow one cup size every day
for the next week. I wished that I would see her every day for the next week and that her breasts would grow only in my presence. I
thought about that last statement for a second and then wished that there would be one day that I only saw her for about five seconds. I
needed a safety net so I wished that I could stare at her breasts for as long as I liked and she think that was ok for me only to do. She
would also be very open to any statements or questions about her breasts. As I got up and walked home I knew I was going to love the
next week.