Cindy stood in the bathroom, staring at herself in the mirror. She stood there, staring at her naked body, her large breasts and her long dark hair, wondering what this night called for.
Nights like this one had become ritual. They always started with Cindy looking at her naked body in the mirror. Sometimes in the bathroom, sometimes in her own room, or even sometimes she just lie in bed naked, thinking about what to wear. Cindy now lived for the night. By day she played around in her apartment, and by night she was hitting the town with the intention of bringing home some gorgeous guy or girl.
Cindy was stumped. She had drained all of her good ideas over the last few weeks and was running out of creative ideas. She stopped looking at her body, and looked down at the bright pink invitation she had received that was sitting on the bathroom counter.
Just three days ago, Cindy got a strange invitation in the mail to attend The Roaring Phoenix; a nightclub that led the way in elite invitation and enticing bodies. Cindy had heard of it, but she had never gone, mainly because she wasn't invited nor had the abilities to sneak inside. Besides, this invitation could really be one of two things; either someone actually had seen her at another club and wanted her to be sure to attend, or it was just another elaborate kinky plot by her friend Hannah. It had been over a month since Hannah had brought her to her house, and that was the last time she saw her. Regardless of the facts behind the invitations, Cindy was going.
At the bottom of the invitation, in personal handwriting, it said "stand out so I can find you". Cindy had read it before, but now that she was getting ready to go, this was her inspiration. She wanted to stand out in a big way and that reminded her of the months she had stayed with Hannah at her mansion. More importantly, she thought of Erica. Erica, who's body was impossibly perfect, who's curves could never be achieved by any girl, who's breasts might have weighed more then her entire body. It was Erica that who had grabbed hold of Cindy's attention in an instant the moment she arrived at Hannah's mansion. It was that effect that Cindy wanted to have when she visited The Roaring Phoenix. She wanted not just the sender of this invitation to notice her, but everyone in the club.
Cindy looked back into the mirror, stood up straight, and glared at her own large breasts. It was time to stop thinking and start acting. It was time to get serious. It was time to get ready for her legendary night on the town. She placed her hands on her hips as she looked down at her large breasts; breasts that were already gorgeous D-cups, and concentrated her thoughts.
"Bigger." she thought. She continued to think that simple word as he looked at her bare breasts in the mirror. There was no change and her wishes went unanswered.
"Bigger." she said allowed. She closed her eyes and imagined her breasts being as big as Erica's. She thought of Erica. She longed for Erica's body.
She opened her eyes and watch as slowly, like two large inflating balloons, her breasts started to grow larger. As her magic and her thoughts changed her body to what she wanted, she continued to concentrate on her breasts, enhancing her figure to impossible limits. When her breasts seemed to sag a little as they grew, she placed her own hands over her breasts. She could feel her magic flow from her hands to shape herself perfectly. Her thoughts ceased and her breasts stopped growing. She soon realized the problem of having such a body as the weight of her breasts seemed a bit too much. She closed her eyes and focused on her back muscles and her shoulders. She could feel her muscles quickly becoming stronger as her thoughts surfaced.
She then looked down at her waist, which was already quite small, and thought of it being even smaller. She thought of it being too small. She still didn't know how her body or her organs could handle such drastic changes, but then again she didn't understand how she could turn into water or walk through walls or grow angel wings and fly to new worlds. As her magic commanded, her waist trimmed down even further, giving her a body that no one else could achieve. As she finished creating her new body, she gazed at herself in the mirror. She had modified her body slightly before, but never like this. Never to this extreme. It was an hour-glass figure that could only be achieved through magic. Her breasts were almost unmeasurable. No bra would fit them. No dress could match her figure. This was to be expected, as Cindy planned on making the clothes for her body on her own.
Cindy looked down at the invitation again. The pink invitation. Cindy looked back into the mirror again, and thought pink. She thought of something tight, pink, and sparkly. She thought of something almost too tight for her tiny body and her huge breasts. She thought of something short, a nice short pink dress. She watched as her stomach seemed to glow white. She watched as white glowing straps appeared dangling over her shoulders. As the glow faded, she saw that exactly what she had envisioned on wear that night slowly appeared on her body. This tiny pink dress was all she planned on wearing that night, no panties, no bra, just that tiny pink dress. If anyone managed to get a glimpse of her pussy or her nipples, then they were lucky and deserved that as a reward.
Ready for the event, Cindy gazed at herself. She rubbed her hands down her breasts, her new huge breasts, and moaned at her own touch. She looked at herself in the mirror, and watched as her hands lifted her breasts together, pushing them to form massive cleavage. The sight of her own new body reminded her of Erica's. The thought of Erica's breasts and body was only making her horny as her hands roamed down her tiny waist. She lifted up her dress so she could look at her own tiny shaven pussy. She couldn't help but roam her hand over her clit, and she moaned as she rubbed herself with her fingertips.