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    You trusted what the girl had told you, you had to get off campus, but… you were more than positive that if you cut through the sports facility you’d end up bumping into people, and who knows what could happen after that, so you figured it’d be safer just to go around. There wasn’t anyone outside after all. Backing away from the facility entrance you made your way around one of the corners of the facility. The building was long, and it’d take you a hot minute to walk its length, but the way was clear, and you could see the hedge that signaled the end of the campus grounds…

“Yeah this seems like a better idea,” you assured yourself as you began the walk to the edge of the campus grounds. You could still hear occasional cries of students echoing out around campus which made your head flick in whatever direction you’d heard it from, both in curiosity and fear of what could possibly be happening.

    Nearing the halfway point of the building your heart jumped as around the end of campus facing corner a small crying ginger boy slowly walked into view, the kid was small and his clothes were far too big for him, with his shirt hanging low off of one shoulder and his pant legs dragging on the ground you could only guess that this kid was a former student of some kind! The kid collapsed in a heap of loose clothes on the grass, not noticing you, and continued to cry.

    “Jeez… well, that doesn’t look good,” you said quietly and walked the rest of the length of the building to the crying child. As you approached, the kid must have heard you and looked in your direction, sobbing with tears streaming down his small chubby face. He looked to be only around seven to ten years old, you couldn’t just leave him alone on campus… Unknown to you the smallest smidge of yellow had somehow found its way onto your plain black t-shirt the moment you had this thought.

    “Hey, kid. What’s wrong?” You asked, keeping your distance. The kid was sobbing uncontrollably, you’d have to calm him down if you wanted any answers. “Aghh…” you groaned quietly and closed the distance. Why did you have to have a conscience?… You crouched low to the ground and gave the kid a few pats on the back. “There there, it’s okay.” Eventually, the child’s sobs began to lessen. Tapering off to only sniffles as you managed to soothe him. “You used to be a student, right? What happened to you?” you asked softly.

    Your question seemed to stir up more emotions in the boy as his sniffles began to exacerbate back into sobs. “Whoa, whoa, it’s okay, it’s okay.” You soothed him again, rubbing his back to calm him down. Through sobs, he managed to answer you. “I *sob* made a wish *sob* that I could have a perfect family *sob* and then *sob* the genie turned me *sob* into a kid.” He managed to eek out the words right before he was full-blown crying again. It was obviously a sensitive topic for him, and you couldn’t help but feel bad and confused because you didn’t see a single sign of this kid’s perfect family anywhere.

    “So besides the obvious transformation into a child, did he even grant your wish for a family?” you asked as you moved your shoulders, your shirt feeling a little tight.

    “*Sniff* he said *sob* he said that the next people I meet would become my family *sniff*” The kid’s teary eyes looked into yours and then down to your shirt. You followed his gaze and looked down to find your shirt and pants yellow, with the bottom hem of your shirt merging with your pants!

    “Ahhhh what is this!” you stood up and tried to take a step back before stumbling to the ground. You lifted your legs to see the culprit: Your yellow pants were merging, becoming one long piece of fabric that was connected to your shirt… It was becoming a dress! “No, no! I was almost out! Ehhhhh!” The strange noise that left your mouth was due to witnessing the sleeves of your shirt fold into themselves, becoming two straps, whilst the collar of your shirt plummeted down your chest and back.

    “I’m sorry…” The kid's lip quivered before he started to cry again. You wanted to be angry at the child. In fact, you were, but it wasn’t his fault. It was the stupid genie’s! You’d been captured by a wish just like the girl warned, and all because you decided to go around the building!

    “Guhhhhh.” You groaned as you managed to scramble to your feet. You felt terrible. Your child… you mean… the kid was still crying, and your body was aching. Hunched at the waist, you held your stomach, feeling it bubble and move under your hands and the soft fabric of the dress. It was flattening and reshaping itself, your sides curving as suddenly your hips crunched outward to draw the dress tight across them. Fuck, they were so wide… the childbearing hips of a mother… You looked down to see the long yellow dress pull itself up to your knee, revealing your regular sneakers that were also undergoing a change of some sort. The same yellow color of your dress infecting your white sneakers through sheer existence alone. What was happening to them became obvious once the heels of your shoes shot up.

    Tommy was still crying, and it was driving you nuts. If you were going to be his mom, the least he could do was stop crying. The remainder of your tennis shoes had finished their alteration into yellow pumps by becoming featureless and a solid yellow color. Your feet were strangled by the small shoes, with the majority of your feet bulging from them. With sickening crunches, that changed, your feet removing sizes from themselves in instants as your shrunken toes wiggled into the points of the shoes.

    Your dainty feet shook in the heels, the lower half of your legs trembling as visible leg hair faded, the skin left behind glowing as your calves rounded.

    “Uhn… Tommy, can you please stop crying? I’m undergoing something rather uncomfortable over here…” you grunted, still hunched over with your hands on your knees.

    Upon hearing his name, Tommy’s crying tapered off, and he repeated his name with a whimper, confused. “*sniff* Tommy?”

    “OHhhh Ahhhh!” Your entire lower half was tensed and growing, you felt your thighs pushing the fabric of the dress, steadily wobbling toward each other slowly whilst your ass did something similar. Your butt cheeks plumping and rounding, growing out of unison as one tried to keep up with the increasing mass of the other.

    “Ohhh!” You gripped your groin, the soft flesh of your thighs beginning to surround and smother your member with their growth. Your ass all the more heavier as your weighty cheeks pulled the dress taught behind you and drooped slightly over the backs of your legs. You felt so wide, so thick, your dick finally trapped between the soft flesh of your big thighs while the globes on your backside stopped their growth with a thunderous bounce.

    “Tssk ahn fuck!”

    You took pained stumbling steps, your new thick appendages bouncing with each one, your balls hurting between your legs due to an indescribable pulling that told you you weren’t long for the male sex.

    “I was supposed to be the mommy!” Tommy suddenly cried.

    Very preoccupied with the near departure of your testicles you looked with a pained grimace at Tommy to see the little dear look quite mad. His face as red as his hair. “Agh.. Tom- Eeeeeee!” At an explosive speed your balls had taken off from between your legs, darting their way up into your body as you felt more begin to shift between your legs. What remained of your sac was pulled tight, your dick twinging in acknowledgment of your departed testicles as what was once your scrotum began to fold and repurpose itself into a tight lubricated slit. “Ahh, ahh” You panted in discomfort, feeling your male appendage begin to deflate and shrink closer to the tight slit between your legs. You clenched your jaw, feeling it worm its way into you becoming a sensitive clit that hid itself into your new folds.

    With your dick gone, there was a degree of relief that washed over you, your breaths slowing as your skin tingled with waves of goosebumps.

    You looked down.

    Your thick hourglassed lower half was quite the sight. Never in your life did you think you’d gain a mom bod, your thick legs, and ass basically visible through the tight fabric of the dress but that was the cost of having a kid you supposed…

    You held your head.

    No, that wasn’t right, you weren’t supposed to be a mom. You were just turning into one because of some stupid genie. You needed to get off this crazy campus and take Tommy somewhere safe. “Uhhhhn” you moaned. But the tingles riding your body felt so good…

    You looked at your arms to see hairless and smooth skin, your torso was still manly for now but for how much longer? You had to breathe through this, ignore the tingles and get out of here.
    You stood up straight and took slow unbalanced steps toward Tommy, your gait wide and your legs and ass bouncing in recoil with each one.

    You reached out your right hand toward the slumped-over boy. “Tommy, c’mon let's get out of here. Maybe if we get off campus it’ll reverse this.” The boy looked you in the eyes and then at your hand, which caught your attention. You were shaking… Your hand trembled as you felt whatever magic was in you latch onto it. It started slow, a loud crack from your from you palm shrinking it. You quickly pulled back your shrunken palm close to your body to watch your fingers writhe. Each shake from them shrinking their size, pulling them longer and thinner as long manicured nails pushed out over the tips of your fingers. “Ehhhhhh!” your other hand was doing the same, shaking before morphing into an undeniably feminine hand.

    “Okay, we have to hurry, cmon sweetie… mm sorry, Tommy,” you said, panicked, offering your now delicate hand out to him again. This time he took it, and you pulled him from the ground and tugged him toward the hedge that signaled the end of campus. Internally you were in distress, your wide hips and ass swaying with each expert step you took in the yellow heels. It felt so foreign but natural, feeling your legs and ass bounce with each step you took. Suddenly your shoulders popped, the entirety of your arms shrinking back while diminishing in strength with the smooth deflation of your muscles, your narrowing shoulders providing you a sharp and prominent collar bone that jutted from just above your chest.

    “Mom!”

    The mention of Mom stunned you and brought with it a twinge of pleasure to your areola as they suddenly perked and grew! You turned to look at Tommy, clutching your chest. The boy's oversized clothes were beginning to cling to his body, reshaping themselves into small shorts and t-shirt that fit him much better than those rags he was dragging around with him. Your face scrunched in a grimace, afraid of what his change meant as a sudden *blub* of fat rushed to your chest. Ahhh, breasts, small but undeniable breasts!!

    “We have to hurry, c’mon!” You increased your pace, your strides as long as what your dress and the speed of your little baby would allow, your breasts steadily bouncing more and more as they continued to swell, your nipples brazing the soft fabric of the dress with each bounce from your breasts. You were almost there, nearly past the threshold that lined up with the hedge as you leaped through it with a long stride, like a track star crossing the finish line.

     You’d made it! With an assumed degree of relief, you looked down at your chest… and watched your breasts start to swell even faster! Lipids of fat moving with intense speed as your breasts wobbled and moved on their own due to the increased rate at which they were growing! “Noooo, stop! You grabbed onto the developing orbs, your cleavage growing ever deeper as the mounds packed in more and more flesh. They were like two mountains growing and obscuring more and more of your lower half, constantly packing in more fat you didn’t think they’d stop! D’s! E’s! F’s! The sizes just kept coming, it was impossible to hold even a quarter of your heavy breasts in your tiny hands, you fumbled around with the big watermelon-sized water balloons as they threatened to grow completely out of your dress!

    You felt a tug at your backside as you looked at your child with fear in your eyes… His eyes were watering again… he was about to cry.

    “It didn’t work… *sniff*” he said, a single tear dropping from his eye.

     You gasped loudly as a plethora of cracks pounded your face, your neck tight, and shrinking, as the sounds of discomfort you made rose with each one to a mature and motherly tone. This was it!

    “Uhhhh… ohhhhh!”

    You felt your face crunch and convulse, breaking down smaller as your cheeks puffed due to rising cheekbones. You felt your nose crunch and wiggle small, your lips puff and swell to a pout. You held on for dear life, squeezing your breasts even tighter as your eyes grew wide and big, your eyelashes growing out with a tickle. Your entire head squeezing into a smaller round shape as your scalp buzzed. In a sudden burst of growth thick ginger locks descended around your vision and to the tops of your massive breasts. Small pinpricks on your face heralded the arrival of freckles while a shimmering green sparkled its way into and consumed your irises.

    You looked yourself over. Taking in the canyon of cleavage your massive breasts provided with a fearful look on your face. This was you now…

    “Mommy, why are you holding your boobies like that?!” the voice was cheerful and confused. The exact opposite of what you expected as you looked at your child again. His head was tilted innocently to the side genuinely confused as your mind suddenly reeled. ‘Oh god, why am I holding my chest like this? This is such a terrible example to set for my little Tommy… It must be because I’m so horny… where is his father anyway?’ while memories of your past life melted away, makeup began to cake your face. Bright red lipstick slathering onto your plump lips as your childhood disappeared, replaced with your life goal of being a mother to a wonderful child.
    Mascara blackened and sexed up your eyelashes as they became dark and thick, your solo high school days altered to every possible moment spent with your high school sweetheart. Pinpricks and weight on your ears brought into existence the star-shaped earrings you put on this morning as college life was replaced with an early marriage and the consummation that brought with it, 9 months later, your little baby Tommy. Staring blankly for a moment, years were added to your mind.

    “Mommy?”

    Like a flipped switch, you let go of your heavy breasts and smiled at your boy.

    “Sorry baby, Mommy just REALLY misses Daddy. What do you say we go find him huh? I think he’s probably wandering the school campus somewhere.” You say happily as you face the campus once again hoping to find your husband.


    *The beginning of a perfect family Ending 19*

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    You trusted what the girl had told you, you had to get off campus, but… you were more than positive that if you cut through the sports facility you’d end up bumping into people, and who knows what could happen after that, so you figured it’d be safer just to go around. There wasn’t anyone outside after all. Backing away from the facility entrance you made your way around one of the corners of the facility. The building was long, and it’d take you a hot minute to walk its length, but the way was clear, and you could see the hedge that signaled the end of the campus grounds…

“Yeah this seems like a better idea,” you assured yourself as you began the walk to the edge of the campus grounds. You could still hear occasional cries of students echoing out around campus which made your head flick in whatever direction you’d heard it from, both in curiosity and fear of what could possibly be happening.

    Nearing the halfway point of the building your heart jumped as around the end of campus facing corner a small crying ginger boy slowly walked into view, the kid was small and his clothes were far too big for him, with his shirt hanging low off of one shoulder and his pant legs dragging on the ground you could only guess that this kid was a former student of some kind! The kid collapsed in a heap of loose clothes on the grass, not noticing you, and continued to cry.

    “Jeez… well, that doesn’t look good,” you said quietly and walked the rest of the length of the building to the crying child. As you approached, the kid must have heard you and looked in your direction, sobbing with tears streaming down his small chubby face. He looked to be only around seven to ten years old, you couldn’t just leave him alone on campus… Unknown to you the smallest smidge of yellow had somehow found its way onto your plain black t-shirt the moment you had this thought.

    “Hey, kid. What’s wrong?” You asked, keeping your distance. The kid was sobbing uncontrollably, you’d have to calm him down if you wanted any answers. “Aghh…” you groaned quietly and closed the distance. Why did you have to have a conscience?… You crouched low to the ground and gave the kid a few pats on the back. “There there, it’s okay.” Eventually, the child’s sobs began to lessen. Tapering off to only sniffles as you managed to soothe him. “You used to be a student, right? What happened to you?” you asked softly.

    Your question seemed to stir up more emotions in the boy as his sniffles began to exacerbate back into sobs. “Whoa, whoa, it’s okay, it’s okay.” You soothed him again, rubbing his back to calm him down. Through sobs, he managed to answer you. “I *sob* made a wish *sob* that I could have a perfect family *sob* and then *sob* the genie turned me *sob* into a kid.” He managed to eek out the words right before he was full-blown crying again. It was obviously a sensitive topic for him, and you couldn’t help but feel bad and confused because you didn’t see a single sign of this kid’s perfect family anywhere.

    “So besides the obvious transformation into a child, did he even grant your wish for a family?” you asked as you moved your shoulders, your shirt feeling a little tight.

    “*Sniff* he said *sob* he said that the next people I meet would become my family *sniff*” The kid’s teary eyes looked into yours and then down to your shirt. You followed his gaze and looked down to find your shirt and pants yellow, with the bottom hem of your shirt merging with your pants!

    “Ahhhh what is this!” you stood up and tried to take a step back before stumbling to the ground. You lifted your legs to see the culprit: Your yellow pants were merging, becoming one long piece of fabric that was connected to your shirt… It was becoming a dress! “No, no! I was almost out! Ehhhhh!” The strange noise that left your mouth was due to witnessing the sleeves of your shirt fold into themselves, becoming two straps, whilst the collar of your shirt plummeted down your chest and back.

    “I’m sorry…” The kid's lip quivered before he started to cry again. You wanted to be angry at the child. In fact, you were, but it wasn’t his fault. It was the stupid genie’s! You’d been captured by a wish just like the girl warned, and all because you decided to go around the building!

    “Guhhhhh.” You groaned as you managed to scramble to your feet. You felt terrible. Your child… you mean… the kid was still crying, and your body was aching. Hunched at the waist, you held your stomach, feeling it bubble and move under your hands and the soft fabric of the dress. It was flattening and reshaping itself, your sides curving as suddenly your hips crunched outward to draw the dress tight across them. Fuck, they were so wide… the childbearing hips of a mother… You looked down to see the long yellow dress pull itself up to your knee, revealing your regular sneakers that were also undergoing a change of some sort. The same yellow color of your dress infecting your white sneakers through sheer existence alone. What was happening to them became obvious once the heels of your shoes shot up.

    Tommy was still crying, and it was driving you nuts. If you were going to be his mom, the least he could do was stop crying. The remainder of your tennis shoes had finished their alteration into yellow pumps by becoming featureless and a solid yellow color. Your feet were strangled by the small shoes, with the majority of your feet bulging from them. With sickening crunches, that changed, your feet removing sizes from themselves in instants as your shrunken toes wiggled into the points of the shoes.

    Your dainty feet shook in the heels, the lower half of your legs trembling as visible leg hair faded, the skin left behind glowing as your calves rounded.

    “Uhn… Tommy, can you please stop crying? I’m undergoing something rather uncomfortable over here…” you grunted, still hunched over with your hands on your knees.

    Upon hearing his name, Tommy’s crying tapered off, and he repeated his name with a whimper, confused. “*sniff* Tommy?”

    “OHhhh Ahhhh!” Your entire lower half was tensed and growing, you felt your thighs pushing the fabric of the dress, steadily wobbling toward each other slowly whilst your ass did something similar. Your butt cheeks plumping and rounding, growing out of unison as one tried to keep up with the increasing mass of the other.

    “Ohhh!” You gripped your groin, the soft flesh of your thighs beginning to surround and smother your member with their growth. Your ass all the more heavier as your weighty cheeks pulled the dress taught behind you and drooped slightly over the backs of your legs. You felt so wide, so thick, your dick finally trapped between the soft flesh of your big thighs while the globes on your backside stopped their growth with a thunderous bounce.

    “Tssk ahn fuck!”

    You took pained stumbling steps, your new thick appendages bouncing with each one, your balls hurting between your legs due to an indescribable pulling that told you you weren’t long for the male sex.

    “I was supposed to be the mommy!” Tommy suddenly cried.

    Very preoccupied with the near departure of your testicles you looked with a pained grimace at Tommy to see the little dear look quite mad. His face as red as his hair. “Agh.. Tom- Eeeeeee!” At an explosive speed your balls had taken off from between your legs, darting their way up into your body as you felt more begin to shift between your legs. What remained of your sac was pulled tight, your dick twinging in acknowledgment of your departed testicles as what was once your scrotum began to fold and repurpose itself into a tight lubricated slit. “Ahh, ahh” You panted in discomfort, feeling your male appendage begin to deflate and shrink closer to the tight slit between your legs. You clenched your jaw, feeling it worm its way into you becoming a sensitive clit that hid itself into your new folds.

    With your dick gone, there was a degree of relief that washed over you, your breaths slowing as your skin tingled with waves of goosebumps.

    You looked down.

    Your thick hourglassed lower half was quite the sight. Never in your life did you think you’d gain a mom bod, your thick legs, and ass basically visible through the tight fabric of the dress but that was the cost of having a kid you supposed…

    You held your head.

    No, that wasn’t right, you weren’t supposed to be a mom. You were just turning into one because of some stupid genie. You needed to get off this crazy campus and take Tommy somewhere safe. “Uhhhhn” you moaned. But the tingles riding your body felt so good…

    You looked at your arms to see hairless and smooth skin, your torso was still manly for now but for how much longer? You had to breathe through this, ignore the tingles and get out of here.
    You stood up straight and took slow unbalanced steps toward Tommy, your gait wide and your legs and ass bouncing in recoil with each one.

    You reached out your right hand toward the slumped-over boy. “Tommy, c’mon let's get out of here. Maybe if we get off campus it’ll reverse this.” The boy looked you in the eyes and then at your hand, which caught your attention. You were shaking… Your hand trembled as you felt whatever magic was in you latch onto it. It started slow, a loud crack from your from you palm shrinking it. You quickly pulled back your shrunken palm close to your body to watch your fingers writhe. Each shake from them shrinking their size, pulling them longer and thinner as long manicured nails pushed out over the tips of your fingers. “Ehhhhhh!” your other hand was doing the same, shaking before morphing into an undeniably feminine hand.

    “Okay, we have to hurry, cmon sweetie… mm sorry, Tommy,” you said, panicked, offering your now delicate hand out to him again. This time he took it, and you pulled him from the ground and tugged him toward the hedge that signaled the end of campus. Internally you were in distress, your wide hips and ass swaying with each expert step you took in the yellow heels. It felt so foreign but natural, feeling your legs and ass bounce with each step you took. Suddenly your shoulders popped, the entirety of your arms shrinking back while diminishing in strength with the smooth deflation of your muscles, your narrowing shoulders providing you a sharp and prominent collar bone that jutted from just above your chest.

    “Mom!”

    The mention of Mom stunned you and brought with it a twinge of pleasure to your areola as they suddenly perked and grew! You turned to look at Tommy, clutching your chest. The boy's oversized clothes were beginning to cling to his body, reshaping themselves into small shorts and t-shirt that fit him much better than those rags he was dragging around with him. Your face scrunched in a grimace, afraid of what his change meant as a sudden *blub* of fat rushed to your chest. Ahhh, breasts, small but undeniable breasts!!

    “We have to hurry, c’mon!” You increased your pace, your strides as long as what your dress and the speed of your little baby would allow, your breasts steadily bouncing more and more as they continued to swell, your nipples brazing the soft fabric of the dress with each bounce from your breasts. You were almost there, nearly past the threshold that lined up with the hedge as you leaped through it with a long stride, like a track star crossing the finish line.

     You’d made it! With an assumed degree of relief, you looked down at your chest… and watched your breasts start to swell even faster! Lipids of fat moving with intense speed as your breasts wobbled and moved on their own due to the increased rate at which they were growing! “Noooo, stop! You grabbed onto the developing orbs, your cleavage growing ever deeper as the mounds packed in more and more flesh. They were like two mountains growing and obscuring more and more of your lower half, constantly packing in more fat you didn’t think they’d stop! D’s! E’s! F’s! The sizes just kept coming, it was impossible to hold even a quarter of your heavy breasts in your tiny hands, you fumbled around with the big watermelon-sized water balloons as they threatened to grow completely out of your dress!

    You felt a tug at your backside as you looked at your child with fear in your eyes… His eyes were watering again… he was about to cry.

    “It didn’t work… *sniff*” he said, a single tear dropping from his eye.

     You gasped loudly as a plethora of cracks pounded your face, your neck tight, and shrinking, as the sounds of discomfort you made rose with each one to a mature and motherly tone. This was it!

    “Uhhhh… ohhhhh!”

    You felt your face crunch and convulse, breaking down smaller as your cheeks puffed due to rising cheekbones. You felt your nose crunch and wiggle small, your lips puff and swell to a pout. You held on for dear life, squeezing your breasts even tighter as your eyes grew wide and big, your eyelashes growing out with a tickle. Your entire head squeezing into a smaller round shape as your scalp buzzed. In a sudden burst of growth thick ginger locks descended around your vision and to the tops of your massive breasts. Small pinpricks on your face heralded the arrival of freckles while a shimmering green sparkled its way into and consumed your irises.

    You looked yourself over. Taking in the canyon of cleavage your massive breasts provided with a fearful look on your face. This was you now…

    “Mommy, why are you holding your boobies like that?!” the voice was cheerful and confused. The exact opposite of what you expected as you looked at your child again. His head was tilted innocently to the side genuinely confused as your mind suddenly reeled. ‘Oh god, why am I holding my chest like this? This is such a terrible example to set for my little Tommy… It must be because I’m so horny… where is his father anyway?’ while memories of your past life melted away, makeup began to cake your face. Bright red lipstick slathering onto your plump lips as your childhood disappeared, replaced with your life goal of being a mother to a wonderful child.
    Mascara blackened and sexed up your eyelashes as they became dark and thick, your solo high school days altered to every possible moment spent with your high school sweetheart. Pinpricks and weight on your ears brought into existence the star-shaped earrings you put on this morning as college life was replaced with an early marriage and the consummation that brought with it, 9 months later, your little baby Tommy. Staring blankly for a moment, years were added to your mind.

    “Mommy?”

    Like a flipped switch, you let go of your heavy breasts and smiled at your boy.

    “Sorry baby, Mommy just REALLY misses Daddy. What do you say we go find him huh? I think he’s probably wandering the school campus somewhere.” You say happily as you face the campus once again hoping to find your husband.


    *The beginning of a perfect family Ending 19*