As Jesse walked up the stairs, she couldn't help but think about Mark
and how much she wanted him. Just that alone made her hot, which in
turn made her think of Mark even more. Her breasts felt tight in the
little black mini-dress, and were getting tighter. Jesse caressed them
with tender hands, eyes almost rolling back into her head with the
pleasure.
The mini-dress started to rip at the seams when she passed through the
door to the bedroom. The fabric was no match for her widening hips and
swelling ass. But Jesse didn't notice the size change, even as her
breasts pushed her up from the bed. Her mind was filled with thoughts
of Mark.
Then a much younger and handsomer Mark came through the doorway. He
had wished his age away as he had his wife on the way up the stairs. A
wicked grin on his face mirrored the giant wish-augmented erection in
his crotch.