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What do you wish for: Notgonnapickaname
🕑 Added 2023-08-26 01:21:12 +0000 UTC"Oh right, a magical genie that can do one wish for me? Yeah right, as if the nerdy guy was truly this lucky.......Well, better try it and get disappointed than not try it at all" Notgonnapickaname takes the ticket in his hand.
He closes his eyes and begins to think about appearing before the genie. The number 58 appears on the ticket, and notgonnapickaname is instantly teleported in front of a genie. “Welcome Notgonnapickaname!”
‘The next number is fifty-eight, which is what’s on your ticket, so you’re next up to receive a magical wish from a genie! So come on over and tell me what I can give you!” With that, the genie waits for you to speak your wish.
“I wish that I was a busty athletic high school girl, that no one could help but stare.” The genie smiles. “Simple and right to the point, I love it and have the perfect idea to grant this wish, remain here I will be back.”
The genie zoomes off and grabs an orb, for some reason, she’s pretending to be in some sort of rush. She returns to Notgonnapickaname and hands him the orb. “Here you go this orb will grant your wish.”
The genie places it in Notgonnapickaname’s hands. “Once I send you back it’ll take effect, it’ll change your body and reality to match what you wished for. I hope you’re ready to start this new beautiful life.”
The genie smiled and raised her hand so she could snap her fingers and return Notgonnapickaname to his world. It happened very quickly, one second he was in front of the genie and the next she was sitting in the stands on a track field.
Aname looked at the track field, two girls were currently running around it, and a coach was standing at the finish holding a stopwatch. Once they ran past the finish line the coach hit the button on the stopwatch.
“That was decent girls, but you have a long way to go if you want to compete with the school record holder Aname. Go get some water and prepare to run again.” The coach then pointed at two other girls and made them prepare to run.
Well, it was clear what sport she was an athlete in, but what she didn’t know was what she looked like. She pulled out her phone and opened the camera. She was surprised to see she came out exactly like she wished, very busty.
She wasn’t sure how big her breasts were, but she knew they were big enough to make the sports bra she was wearing feel like it could explode at any minute. If she had to guess it was a size or two above D-cups.
She managed to look away from her breasts for a moment to check out the rest of her body. She had a mature serious girl look, especially with her hair up in a ponytail like it was. She guessed that was so it would stay out of her face.
Other than that she had a typical high school girl body, which was covered in a school tracksuit. As she was staring at herself in her phone camera someone tapped her on the shoulder.
“Hey Aname, get your head in the game you’re up next.” The coach said as he pointed at the field. “You were close to beating your record yesterday, so I hope you show these rookies how a pro runs the field.”
The coach walks back down to the field and readies his stopwatch. Aname walks onto the field and gets into place, but stops when she realizes no one is racing against her. The coach looked at her confused.
“You don’t expect anyone to race against you right? They stand no chance you’re too fast. Now ready yourself.” The coach yelled start and Aname started to run her lap. As she did she saw all the boys practicing football in the next field watching.
What were they watching? Her breasts of course, despite having a sports bra on, these girls were still too big and bounced like crazy. There wasn’t a person around who didn’t enjoy it, and they sure wouldn’t miss it. She didn’t care, she wanted this after all. She smiled at the boys after she set a new track record.
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last_of_workers
* From the personal diary of an agent L.O.W. * . . . I don't want to write this paper is too unreliable too many people can read this... But my own brains are not much more reliable the Agency has more than enough ways to get into my brains and know all my thoughts And I probably won't even notice it. But I have to discuss this at least with myself, but on paper it’s easier to do this ... The fact is that I don’t understand what is happening now with the agency ... The fact is that when I was recruited into the agency, they told me that the agent’s task is to not to allow the destruction of worlds... And at first it was just like that, but every year "to prevent the destruction of worlds" more and more turned into "not to let the worlds change" and lately it has become more like "all worlds should be identical"... And I don't like it... Alas, I can't do anything because I'm just one of the agents. but not everything that happens to the worlds is bad, for example, the same "genie" for which the agency has been hunting for almost half a year ... Yes, it changes people and their destinies, but is that bad? After all, he fulfills their cherished dreams! Yes, the same athlete girl who was the last victim of Gene, is she even a bit upset by what happened to her? NO!!! ... I need to think it over... And you can't hide this diary so that it falls into the hands of someone from the agency!
