He granted Brandi three wishes, and after very little thought, she’d blurted out, ‘Bigger breasts; to play the piano at concert level and to always stay fit and slim.’
‘Really?’ He said amused, ‘You didn’t think about that for long,’. He began to weave his magic.
‘All I ever wanted was bigger boobs,’ she admitted, laughing as her bra began to stretch at the seams. ‘And my dad said I was too lazy to ever be good at piano!’
‘But you could have asked for a billion dollars, or to be a princess or, umm, maybe to be a bit smarter?’ he laughed.
But Brandi was ignoring him already, squealing with happiness as she lifted her top and took a selfie.
‘Oh, oh I’m slimmer too!’ she cried with delight.
Then she gasped as a silver chain magically appeared in a long loop between her breasts and tattoos appeared on her body, her skin tingling as she watched them take form.
‘What’s this, oh my god, it doesn’t come off!’ she cried as she looked at the seamless rings that had appeared through her nipples. They led to a lead he held in his hand and he began walking her along, the rings tugging mercilessly at her new ample cleavage.
‘What’s it for?’ She whined.
‘This will keep you fit and the marks show you’re mine now!’ He laughed in reply.
‘But I want to be instantly fit!’ Brandi objected.
‘You should have been more specific then.’
‘What about the piano playing?’ She said breathlessly as she tottered along behind him on the stupidly high heels she wore to impress the boys.
He led her to the shiny new piano that had appeared in the house.
Sitting her down he began tugging the chain as her fingers explored the keyboard. ‘It’ll take a lot of work but this will keep you motivated.’ He yanked the chain harder. ‘And until you play at concert level, you’ll belong to me!’
‘That will take years!’ She moaned, her new breasts tugged and pulled, bouncing, sending shocks down to her quickly moistening panties.
He answered happily, ‘as you wish.’
