As I walked down the street behind Kelly, I couldn't help but get an eyeful of her amazing behind. The way it jiggled, but still seemed firm - and those long, shapely legs - stated to arouse me a little, and my dick stood up straight in my pants.
Without thinking, I mumbled to myself: "I wish I could have an ass and legs like that..."
Kelly turned around, confused. "Did you say something?"
"No, err... nothing." I hastily replied. Kelly shrugged and carried on, still naked.
As we continued walking, I began to feel a strange gurgling in my butt. Realising it must be the wish, I quickly made sure no-one would notice anything, and that my clothes would reform into something more suiting.
No sooner did I finish, than my ass was filled with an enormous pressure, followed by 2 popping sounds as my hips and ass-cheeks exploded out into my jeans, almost ripping them. I moaned as I felt like I had just taken a massive dump - probably an anal orgasm. It felt like a great pressure had been released, and it sent a warm tingly feeling through my body. Then, the wish moved onto my legs. They tightened up, becoming more toned - the hairs shrunk back in, making them smooth. My thighs widened, rubbing against my member. Any spare fat moved up and into my ass, making it grow even more. My feet shrank from a men's 7 to a woman's 6. Finally, I could take it no more, nearly falling over moaning in pleasure from the sensations in my butt.
My ripped trousers then suddenly healed and pulled back up my waist, although wider to accommodate my new behind. My boxers seemed to bunch up, the leg holes pulling up my thighs. I looked down the front of my jeans to see them reshaping into a pair of yellow panties. My trouser legs began to merge - starting at the top near my genitals and moving down, becoming an ankle length denim skirt. However, this was too long, and it began to shrink, past my shins, knees, thighs, eventually stopping below my huge ass as a tight denim mini-skirt. Then, my black socks began to stretch up my legs, becoming thinner as they did, eventually becoming thigh high black stockings. Finally, my sneaker's laces unwound, the top of the shoes smoothing as they did. The tongue shrank in, exposing the top of my foot almost to the toes, whilst the whole shoe became covered in silver sequins, the heel growing and narrowing to a point, until I was wearing a pair of high heel pumps
Kelly turned around again. "Is everything OK? something seems different. Hey! I just noticed the skirt - LOVE IT! Where did you get it from?"
"Errr... I can't remember actually, sorry"
"Oh, too bad. Hey, would you like to share some fashion tips with me? You seem like you know your fair share. Why don't you come to my place after we eat?"
"Today just keeps getting better..." I thought to myself...