Then my head stopped spinning. I shook my head and felt my luscious hair on my body. I looked down and saw
my breasts sway back and forth. “Oh, it feels good to be back,” I said.
“Ooh, yea,” I heard Briana’s voice. I looked up and saw her running her hands over her hips. “I feel so
sexy.”
“That’s because you are,” I said.
“Oh, and so are you, honey,” she returned the favor. “Can you believe we’re going to do this?” She sounded
excited.
“I can’t wait,” I said. “I’m just dying to have a man again.”
“Make sure you make those wishes,” Briana said. “Or else we, like, can’t do this.”
I found a pad on the counter. “Joe is so silly,” I said. “Look at this,” I said as I showed it to Briana.
“Like I’d forget or something?”
“You know men,” she said. “They, like, have to be in control.”
“I’d give him a piece of my mind if I could,” I said. “I’m not stupid.”
“Of course not,” she said.
I looked over the list and made all the wishes exactly how Joe wrote them. It meant that we couldn’t get hurt
or arrested for anything we did. We couldn’t get pregnant or get AIDS or anything either. We should have no
worries, I thought.
“Now we just need some clothes,” I said.
“Oh, goodie,” said Briana. “It has to be something hot.”
“Sure,” I said. “I wish that Briana and I had clothes that fit us and would look hot and sexy.”
Suddenly two piles of clothes appeared on the counter. We each had a set of bra and panties. One of them was
purple and the other one was like a neon blue. I grabbed the purple ones. The panties were really just
thongs. I liked thongs. I loved how they felt as I put them on, sliding them up my legs.
Briana was getting dressed faster than I was. She took her blue bra and put it on easily. I just looked at
mine. I wasn’t sure what to do. “How’d you do that?” I asked her.
“I don’t know,” she answered. “I just did. Go ahead, put it on.”
I took the bra and suddenly found myself slipping it on as if I’d always done it. “Wow,” I said. “I thought
it would be, like, hard. But it was like, natural and stuff.”
“I know, right?” said Briana. “I told you we know stuff.”
I loved the way the bra made my breasts feel. They looked bigger. I giggled because they were already so
big. The rest of my clothes were a white skirt and a purple shirt. The shirt color matched the bra. I put
on the shirt so that I could tuck it into the skirt. The skirt was small, it barely covered all of my ass.
The shirt showed a lot of cleavage, too. I ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I definitely look
hot and sexy, but classy, too.
Briana followed me into the bathroom. She had a blue shirt that was the same color as her bra, but her skirt
was black. “Oh, we look great,” she said. “But…I think there’s something missing.”
“Yea,” I said as I looked at myself. I just didn’t know what, but then it hit me. “Makeup,” I said. “I wish
we had all the makeup we need.” Then it all appeared in front of us. Lipstick, rouge, eyeliner, everything.
“I wish we had some perfume, too,” I added.
“This is going to be so fun!” exclaimed Briana. We carefully put on all the makeup we wanted. It made us
look even sexier than before. “Better take some with us, just in case,” said Briana.
“How?” I asked.
“Um…” said Briana. “I know! We need purses!”
“Oh, yea,” I said. “You’re so right. I wish we had purses large enough for everything we might need or
want.” All of a sudden a purse appeared on our arms. “Oh, that was strange. But let’s get ready to go.” We
put the makeup we wanted into our purses. Then we walked back into the kitchen where we put on the high
heeled shoes that came with our clothes.
“Are you ready?” Briana asked me.
“Let’s do this,” I said. We left our apartment and walked out into the night.