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“Excuse me?”
“I wish that-“
“Oh I heard you. I’m sorry, but do you not understand that magic isn’t easy to produce. It’s takes a lot of energy for me to grant these wishes. And I have been granting you the most feeble wishes of anyone I’ve ever encountered. You wanted bigger breasts. You could have saved your whole planet from Global Warming or World Hunger.”
“Wait... so I’m not going back to normal? I want to go back to NORMAL!!!”
The Genie stared at her for about 5 seconds before yelling, in a booming voice, “FUCK, THAT!!!”
Chelsea began to tear up,
“No, you may not become younger again,” the Genie said in a normal tone, “I am not one to burst out in anger like that. I am a kind Genie, unlike a lot of other Genies. I’m like that Will Genie... or was it Smith Genie... whatever!!
I will be kind do you at least,”
Genie snapped his fingers. Chelsea grew another year older, her breasts grew slightly bigger again.
“You are now 21 years old, I will not make your breasts any smaller. I will return to my lamp for a well needed slumber. I will return eventually. At which point you may wish yourself back to normal. But you will serve your punishment for wasting my time and my power.
“W-wait!!” Chelsea shouted, but she was too late. The genie had already flown back into his lamp.
Chelsea looked at herself. She looked in the mirror at herself.
“Shit. Oh shit oh fuck. What have I done.”