Sara had been waiting for this day since she was a teen. She had always been a small-chested girl, in fact she was barely a AA cup all through high school. She had self-esteem issues because of it, and didn't think any boys paid her any attention because of her damn-near boyish chest. She tried to use her family's fortune to be popular and stuffed her bra with tissues, but guys still wouldn't pay attention to her.
She had just graduated from high school and was dreading going to college to be rejected by more guys. Her mother saw her disappointment and apologized for her terrible boob-genetics. Her mom had gotten a boob-job when she was 25 and that's how she landed her husband. Obviously she wanted to help her daughter as she entered college. She decided to get her a boobjob for her 18th birthday.
Sara was so excited to finally get magnificent tits! She got the surgery and was so happy to now be supporting DD boobs! She was in her room trying on new outfits after a trip to the mall with her mother. She was trying on new bras to fit her precious new mammaries. She had put on a lacy black bra that really showed off her new cleavage. She was so happy and couldn't wait to land that handsome boyfriend.
Then Kelly made her wish.
Sara was still admiring herself in the mirror when her she thought the bra felt loose. 'That's weird,' she thought. She tries to adjust, but then notices her bosom, but noticed her chest was shrinking!
"No!" she screamed.
Here new breasts were going backwards, back to what she use to have. Then it continued! Soon her expensive tits were nothing more than a flat broad chest! She put her hands to her chest and noticed her nipples were even less feminine and didn't give her any pleasure touching him. As she looked back up at the mirror, she noticed that her previous unnoticeable scars from the surgery were now visible because she had no breasts to hide them!
She started sobbing as her expensive, brand spanking new boobs were gone and she was permanently scarred, both physically and mentally.