Night was falling over the mostly deserted main street in the small Washington town as Tina stepped out of the vintage clothing shop where she worked and locked the door and security gate behind her. She had worked a long, busy day by herself after the manager had called in sick. Usually business was fairly slow, but with Halloween the next day, they had more customers than usual, looking to buy unique costume attire.
She glanced up and down the street before crossing to her car, a baby blue 90's Geo Metro. She had graduated high school 2 years ago and still drove her teen car. She sighed. Maybe she'd save up enough money some day to get a better one. With no prospects of a better job, though, it was unlikely to be soon.
Tina had never been popular. She could hardly even be called pretty. Her height was average, 5'4". She was thin, boyishly so, with no hips to speak of and a 32A bust...barely. Kids in school had nicknamed her "Tina Tiny-Tits". Her mousy-brown hair hung limp and thin to her shoulders, unstyled. The only thing she could actually say she was thankful for was clear skin and perfect eyesight.
Too bad she couldn't even tell if she'd "mature" into a nice body by looking at her mother or sister. Someone had left her at a fire station when she was about a week old. Foster homes tossed her around until she was finally emancipated at 16. Now 20 years old, she had few friends and no claim to family.
A frustrated sigh hissed through her teeth when she reached her car and noticed the orange flyer stuck under the windshield. She pulled it out angrily and went to toss it, but had a quick thought about the evils of littering and shoved it into her jacket pocket instead.
Traffic was a breeze and she was home 10 minutes later. She let herself into her small, second floor, 1-bedroom apartment, dropping her purse on the kitchen bar, along with her jacket.
The crumple sound of paper reminded her of the flyer and she dug it out. She meant to throw it away, but something made her curious about its message, so she smoothed the creases out to read it.
"Dreams? Wishes? Plans?" It screamed in bold lettering across the top. Smaller words followed. "You can realize the best the world has to offer! Just make your wishes and this Halloween, your world will change!"
No contact info, party addresses or any other information was listed.
Weirdest thing I've ever seen! Tina thought. She balled up the paper and tossed toward the waste basket. Missed. Oh, well. She'd pick it up later.
She was heading toward the bedroom to change when she heard a scratching at the door. She opened it, but saw nothing, so stepped outside onto the walkway. No one was there.
She sighed again and closed the door, locking it carefully. Not that anyone would come in, she thought dismally. "Not even a rapist would think I was hot enough to fuck." She frowned at her thoughts spoken out loud. Something about this holiday was making her more gloomy and self-loathing than usual. Maybe seeing all of the people invited to or planning parties, but having no plans of her own. "I wish I was someone everyone wanted to be with, instead of little 'Tina Tiny-Tits'!" Her breath caught in a half sob.
Changing took no time at all. She never bothered to wear a bra, even in public, so going from work clothes to shorts and a spaghetti strap top took about 2 minutes. It took 2 more minutes to heat up leftover pizza, a few seconds to grab a soda, and then she was seated in front of the television and tuning in to the night's halloween movie special "Sleepy Hollow".
Somewhere near halfway done with the movie, she started feeling weird. Her head was heavy and achy, her skin itched and felt hot and her eyes refused to stay open. She clicked off the TV set and stumbled to bed, not even bothering to put pajamas on before curling up on top of the covers and passing into dreamless sleep.
She woke up slowly, feeling like her brain was full of cobwebs. She could barely remember coming to bed. Her clothes felt weird...tighter. Standing, Tina could feel the cool air on her bare stomach, even though her stretch top usually came halfway down her butt. She felt for the bottom hem, now somewhere between her belly button and boobs, and pulled, but it just felt tighter around her chest. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she stumbled to the bathroom...and gaped at the mirror. She hardly recognized herself!
Her hair was full, thick and bouncy, falling in shiny waves past her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled from a heart-shaped face with glowing skin and rosy lips. Her ass and hips had filled out, rounding into a peachy bubble-butt above legs a cheerleader would die for. But the crowning achievement, above her flat, toned stomach, were the boobs. No wonder her top didn't fit! She pulled it off and gaped at the wonders on her chest.
Each one was nearly the size of her head! The gravity defying orbs were topped with pink nipples and areolas the size of a silver dollar. She touched one and it instantly hardened, sending tingles through her body. The nub stuck out almost half an inch.
Tina raised both hands to the giant tits, first gingerly, then firmly rubbing and squeezing her new accessories. Each movement made her skin tingle like an electric shock was passing through her body.
"This is incredible!" She gasped. "I've got to be dreaming!" She slid her fingers down and pinched her thigh. "Oww!" She rubbed the spot gingerly. "Maybe not. But then....how...?" She gazed at herself bewildered in the mirror. Her phone rang in the other room.
"Where the fuck are you??" Her boss, Susie, snapped. "We're supposed to open early today for the Halloween rush and you're 5 minutes late!"
"Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry!" Tina gasped. "I passed out without setting an alarm last night. I'll be there in 20 minutes!"
"Hurry!" Her boss snapped back, cutting the connection.
Tina ran for the closet...then just stood there, staring at her clothes. What did she have to fit her new body? Finally she settled on black slacks that had always been baggy, but now fit like a glove, and a white turtleneck sweater. The sweater, once a full size too big, now hugged every one of her new curves and only came down to just above her belly button, leaving a bare inch and a half of skin. Her nipples poked out at the soft fabric. She sighed. Susie would just have to deal until she could get some better clothes. She grabbed her purse and was out the door, grabbing an apple to eat in the car for breakfast.
Thankfully traffic was light for 8:15 in the morning and she reached work barely 15 minutes after her boss's call. She slipped in through the back and hopped right into unpacking the inventory she hadn't finished the night before.
"That you, Tina?" Susie called from the front. She was a couple of years older than Tina, and had the complete opposite story. An only girl with 2 older brothers, she was spoiled by her parents and very popular in school, mostly due to her bleached-blonde cheerleader looks, DD breasts and skills at manipulation. She'd worked her way up quickly at the shop, taking over a year ago as manager, where she took complete advantage of the position to work as little as possible while still collecting a paycheck.
"Yes, Susie. Sorry I'm late."
"It's fine. You're here now. Listen, I was thinking of taking off a little early tonight. Do you think you..." Susie's voice, which had been getting closer, trailed off. Tina looked up from hanging a 20's style dress to find the older girl staring, open mouthed, at her. She recovered quickly.
"What the fuck happened to you?" The blonde's eyes were big as saucers as she looked slowly up her employee's new body. "There is no fucking way in hell you got work done like that since yesterday!" She stepped closer and poked a finger at one of Tina's new boobs. "Are you wearing fake tits, Tina?"
Tina shook her head. "No. I just woke up like this." She cupped her breasts. "I have no idea what happened."
"Oh, my God." Susie circled her. "You're fucking gorgeous, Tina! Your tits are bigger than mine!"
"And you have a dirty mouth, Susie. Please, can I just finish working?"
Susie shook her head, a quick jerk to clear her thoughts. "Oh! Uh, sure. Um, hey....I, uh, I have this party tonight....a costume thing." She cocked her head. "Would you, like, want to come?"
Tina laughed. "Me? Really?"
Susie nodded, eagerly. "Yeah! I mean, it might be lame...I don't know. But you should come! It's at my house, a bunch of friends are coming by. We're having, like, a costume party and alcohol and stuff. It'll be fun!"
