Hildegarde, or 'Hilde' as she preferred to be called, strode out of her beachfront apartment, mug of coffee in hand, to enjoy the early morning. She walked over to the sidewalk that bordered the sandy beach, her intent to stroll along it enjoying the view on this early Sunday morning.
Hilde was a fairly thin woman, white, 5"9 and in her late twenties, with an athletic body and almost no breasts to speak of (something that still irked her). She had short crimson red hair, natural, and her eyes were a pale shade of green. On her cute face, she had several piercings; a ring in her lip, several on either ear, and a stud above her right eye. She several others, including a tongue stud, nipple rings, and little ring through her clit. On her left arm she had a single tattoo, a set of Nordic runes in a line around her bicep, a little shout out to her heritage. Her wardrobe,which was pretty consistent, was a pair of tight jeans, short sleeve shirt and a pair of leather sandals.
She was website designer by trade, and an off and on graphic artist. As such, her work schedule was pretty flexible, and allowed her to work from home and live nicely on her more than decent income.
She sipped from her coffee mug, enjoying the cool morning air, when glimmer out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. Off to the side of the sidewalk, partially buried beneath the sand, was a shimmering object. Curious, she bent down and picked it up, wondering what it was. To her surprise, it was what appeared to be a gemstone roughly the size of large marble, and oval shaped. It gave off a curious sheen, and if she looked closely she could see purple swirls moving around inside of the stone. Another curious thing, the gemstone felt warm to the touch despite the cold weather outside.
Hilde liked it, and decided that maybe she would have it appraised, and if it was worth anything she might turn it into a necklace or some such. She sipped the last of her coffee and headed back inside. Her apartment was on the third floor, so she rushed to grab a slowly closing elevator. Inside was another of the apartment's residents, a blonde bombshell by the name of grace. Hilde didn't know what her profession was, but she did know two things about her; she had a huge rack, and she wanted to get into those pants!
Hilde had always been lesbian, something her parent's were thankfully respectful of, after a while that is. She had had several relationships over the years, and she didn't know how many hookups. However, she had a tendency to--- go overboard. She liked the weird stuff, and sometimes she could keep a girl around for a while and some were pretty receptive, but eventually either she grew board of them or they left her. She hadn't tried to hook up with Grace yet, mostly because she was a little intimidated. She had an imposing, if not regal figure and she couldn't really see her being a lesbian, much less having sex with one. She tried to imagine it a couple of times though, when she was lonely, or bored. She just wanted to suck on her tits, to feel them, to bite them. But, she couldn't find the courage that usually came so easily.
Instead, she gave her a small smile as she waited for her stop. She reached the third floor without a word spoken and left in a hurry. Hilde imagined that to Grace, she was just that weird computer chick on the third floor. She blushed and rushed inside.
Once she had closed the door, she felt a warmth emanating from her pocket. She had almost forgotten about the gem she had picked up. Curious once again, she reached ina dn pulled it out, marveling at its fluorescent beauty. As she gazed at it, she felt this... need. A compelling desire to ask for soemthing, like it was a magic lamp. She laughed and broke her gaze with it. Ha!, she thought, yeah, like some stone is going to grant me wishes. Might as well rub my lamp for a genie.
But, she still felt the compulsion. She shrugged and said, "Eh, what could it hurt? I, uh" she waived the stone around for dramatic effect, "I wish I had bigger tits. This small chest sucks!" She chuckled and was about to put the stone down on her table when she felt an odd tugging sensation from her chest. Startled, she looked down to see that her shirt was little tighter. Then, before her very eyes, her breasts ballooned out, snapping her bra and straining the limits of her shirt. Where she had barely been able to fill a b-cup, she now had breasts that were a comfortable pair of c-cups. Hilde let out a startled scream before ripping off her now too tight shirt. Her bra fell away too, useless as her new breasts bounced out from beneath her shirt. She stared in awe at the now ample cleavage on her chest. She dropped the rock and felt them. "Holy shit, they're real!" She gave them a squeeze, then felt her nipples up too. She let loose a small moan. "Oh man, these are much more sensitive." she had to force herself to stop, lest she cum from rubbing her boobs!
"Well fuck, how did this happen?!" and instantly she looked at the gemstone that she had dropped. She picked it up, the stone's warmth comforting in her hand. "It wasn't you, was it?" She shook it apprehensively. Nothing happened. "Hmm, maybe I need to wish for something? Oh, I wish I had, um, a new bra on my table." Nothing happened even more so. "Mmm, I wish I had... a bar of gold." Still nothing. "Fuck, whatever. I wish this rock would do something, I dunno..." she licked her lips while thinking, a tick she could not control. "Oh, yeah, wish I had a longer tongue!" Her tongue suddenly burst out of her mouth, elongating until it reached her clavicle. "Thus thuck?!" she cried. Without thinking, she pushed her tongue back into her mouth where it thankfully stayed. "The hell? DId that really just work?" She stuck her tongue out again, only this time there were an extra six inches of tongue included. She gasped and reeled it back in.
"So it was you!," she stared at the stone just in case it said something. "Well, alright then, I wish my tongue was back to normal." She didn't fell any different, so she stuck her tongue out again. It was till the same length, nothing ad changed. "Damnit! Okay, I think I've got you figured out! You can change my body, and that's it, but you can;t undo anything." She studied the rock, observing the never ending swirls within. "Oh, you're dangerous. But, who the fuck would believe that I'd find a magic stone!" This was it, the key to any perversion she wanted. With this she was sure she could enact her darkest fantasies!
She sat back on the couch, her shirt still off, and eyed it carefully. "Well, she said, "I bet you and i will have a lot of fun, but...
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