''I wish for my sister Skyler's boobs to grow bigger.'' I muttered quietly. I wanted to see how interesting my wish would get.
''Did you say something?'' asked Skyler, still focused on her driving.
''Nah.''
It was a twenty minute drive to her out of town apartment, and I had been wondering if my wish had even worked. But then I saw Skyler subconciously adjusting her bra. From what I could tell, I guessed that her breasts were growing very slowly.
We entered her home. It was a good looking place, if not a tad messy.
''I'm gonna make some popcorn, and we could watch a movie or something.'' said Skyler.
And we did. Skyler and I sat on her couch together and marathoned at least five comedy movies. The whole time, I kept a close eye on Skyler. Her tits had been growing slowly, but the difference was obvious to me now. Her shirt seemed to be strained from the added weight, and I was able to see tiny bumps: her nipples. I didn't think she knew anything was wrong at this point, Skyler was acting completely normal. That is, until she spoke to me.
"Sorry. I uh, gotta go to the uh, washroom.'' she said.
Skyler quickly got up and went inside the bathroom. She was acting rather nervous, I thought.
(What am I gonna do?)