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“STOP!!”
The Genie snapped his fingers, “that was a lot longer than I had anticipated. As I told you, those breasts look quite absurd on your body. They’re gigantic.”
Chelsea had grown from 12 years old, to a full eight years older. She was 20 years old. Her breasts could be compared to a watermelon, the sheer size of her breasts would put it to shame. She was giant.
“I know, I know,” Chelsea said, she tried to lift up her breasts, she managed to move a portion of them as the rest was pulled down by gravity.
“For your final wish, I will make any piece of clothing at least fit you if you desire it. But if you do not, it won’t. This should help if you want to show off your bust.”
“No no. I want to go back to being 12 years old. I want to just experience my breasts growing naturally, without magic. I wish I was back to 12 years old,”
The Genie said-