A few minutes later we emerged from the bathroom with our plan in place. To my surprise Michelle stood in the
exact place where we had left her. I could only imagine what she must have been thinking in our absence
except for the fact that I actually could not. My wish had made me a prisoner of my own brain. I did think
she probably wondered why we were still naked.
“I’m so sorry,” I said. “My name is Barbie and this is Briana. We’re Joe and Brian’s girlfriends. We were,
uh…this is embarrassing…but we were here to surprise them. We didn’t know you would be here. I’m sorry
again, what’s your name?”
“Michelle,” she answered timidly. I couldn’t tell if she believed me. Michelle was always a little hard to
read. She hadn’t been blessed with good genetics. She stood barely above five feet and didn’t have much of a
figure. The maid uniform that her company required her to wear seemed a little demeaning as well. “Should I
go?” she asked.
“Uh, no,” I said. “We’ll get out of your way. But first…” I walked into the kitchen, picked up the glass we
had used earlier and poured a small amount of water into it. “Are you thirsty?”
“No, I’m fine,” she said.
I had expected this, so I said, “I wish you’d come over here and drink this water.”
“OK,” Michelle now agreed. She walked into the kitchen slowly and took the glass. She glanced down at our
discarded clothes and looked like she was going to ask about them. But she drank the water first.
“Good,” I said as she started to drink. “Now, I wish that once you are finished drinking that water you will
turn into what I am picturing in my mind right now and you will know exactly who we are.” Briana flashed a
big smile at me.
Michelle finished the water and then looked at me rather confusingly. “What did you say?” she asked.
“Oh, you’ll see,” I assured her.
My wish went into effect rather quickly. Michelle clutched at her stomach and groaned. “What was…in that…
water?” she asked. But I didn’t answer. I just watched her change. Michelle’s body started to grow. Within
a matter of seconds her body grew several inches. Soon she was 5’3”, then 5’6”, then all the way up to 6’.
She grew taller than Briana or me. Her body stopped at 6’4” just as I had pictured.
As her body grew to new heights, her clothes couldn’t withstand it. First her feet grew out of her shoes.
Then her legs ripped through the nylon stockings she wore. Her maid’s dress ripped apart in several places
and was left in complete tatters. Even her bra and panties couldn’t withstand the strain and tore off her
quivering frame. She tried her best to cover herself.
“What are you doing?” she protested. “Stop it!”
Now the significant changes kicked in. Her shoulder length hair receded into her head. She felt this
happening and clutched at her hair as if to prevent it from getting shorter. Her efforts did not work. Soon
she was left with a very closely cropped head of hair that belonged on a man.
The delicateness of her features altered into something rougher and harder. Her feet grew larger. Her hands
became bigger and her fingers thickened. Hair grew on her arms and legs. Not only did hairs grow on her arms
and legs but muscle did as well. Layers of previously unseen muscle thickened all over her arms and legs.
As this happened the expression on her face changed from one of fear to one of wonder. Her expression changed
further as the soft, rounded features of her face became hard and angular. She felt at her face as it shifted
from that of a woman to that of a man.
Her breasts, which were likely no better than an A-cup, pulled into her body and her nipples became smaller.
She didn’t seem particularly bothered by this as her new pec muscles hardened. Meanwhile her waist and hips
changed into masculine proportions. Her abs hardened into a perfect six-pack. Her ass also became rock hard
and muscular.
The final change began as a set of cock and balls pushed their way out of her pussy. They grew to my
specified proportions which, frankly, put what I had to shame. Her cock grew long and thick. I looked at it
in eager anticipation. I glanced at Briana and saw her gazing at it as well. It finally stopped growing at
12 inches.
The changes ended and all three of us looked at Michelle’s new body. She now possessed the body of a Greek
god, like something chiseled out of granite, or all those other things people say. Michelle couldn’t help but
run her hands over her cock.
“Careful, now,” I said. “Save some for us.”
Michelle looked at us. The rest of my wish now hit her. “Wait a second,” she said. “Holy shit, was that
me?” she said in her newly deep voice. “Wow. So you’re Joe,” she said as she pointed at me. “And you’re
Brian,” she said pointing at Briana. “Duh, of course you are.”
“I guess that makes you ‘Mike’ now,” I said. “Since you aren’t Michelle any more.”
“How did this happen to me? To you?” Mike asked. “And why?”
“I have this ring that grants wishes,” I said. “We’ve been testing it. As you can see, this is what it can
do. So we turned into what you see now, so we decided to do this to you.”
Again Mike asked, “But why?”
“Well, I think I overdid it with us,” I said. “We pretty much have one thing on our minds. Any ideas what
that is?” Mike’s cock started to stiffen. He looked embarrassed and tried to hide his growing erection.
“Oh, baby, don’t be shy. Be honest. When you look at us, what are you thinking?”
“Honestly?” he said. “That I’d like to fuck your brains out.”
“Sounds good to us,” said Briana. “Right, Barbie?”
“Oh, totally,” I agreed.
We walked over to Mike and each took him by the hand. We walked him toward our bedrooms. But we both tried
to take him into our own room. He saw this and stopped. We didn’t, however, and ended up falling over. We
all laughed and then we settled on my room. For the next few hours we experienced nothing but pure sexual
ecstasy. My wish, while based upon what I had imagined, had also given Mike the stamina that probably no man
ever possessed. He was able to go and then go again almost instantly. We took turns giving him blow jobs,
followed by him fucking us both in our pussies and in our asses. Our bodies were completely ravaged by him
and we couldn’t get enough.
When we all finally had enough, Mike said, “Wow, it’s late. I need to go.”
“Aww, I don’t want you to,” Briana whined.
“Oh, I don’t either, baby,” he said. Michelle had taken to being Mike as quickly as our minds had to being
Barbie and Briana.
We returned to the living room. I decided to keep the glass of water theme going. I filled it and wished
that drinking from it would change Mike back into Michelle. Once Michelle was restored, I wished for her to
be fully clothed again, and the remnants of her clothes reappeared on her body intact.
“See you next time, girls,” she said as she left. Before she walked out she looked back and said, “Boys.”
With that, she winked and closed the door behind her.