WISHR: JULIE AND DAPHNE - Part V

WISHR: JULIE AND DAPHNE - Part V 

Both women let out a disgruntled sigh, and Daphne bent every so slightly so that her lower right arm could retrieve the phone. The beeping device looked huge in her little hand.

“Looks like I need to choose from the following…” Daphne muttered as she waited for the options to load up. Julie couldn’t see the screen from her current angle, but she did see Daphne’s eyes squinch up as she read them.

“What’s wrong? What are they?”

Daphne passed the phone to her little upper right hand and angled the screen towards Julie. The options read;

Double the size of your breasts?

or

Double the size of your penis?

“Well, that’s an interesting choice…”

“Yeah, well, I mean…” Daphne’s three free hands jiggled her four grapefruit-sized tits, “I don’t think I need these to be bigger, especially not all four of them…but I also don’t know if I want a dick.”

“But, you also don’t have a dick,” Julie added.

“Yeah, which is why I don’t want one.”

“No, no, I mean…” Julie sighed, “What’s two times zero?”

“Zer-OH!” Daphne exclaimed, bouncing in satisfaction as she realized what Julie was getting at, “You’re right, maybe I can - oh shit!”

Daphne’s sudden movement had brought to fruition the exact risk of using only one of her tinier hands to try and hold her phone. She lost her grip, and the little tablet bounced off her own tits into Julie’s.

“Oh, I’ve got it, I’ve got it!” Julie shouted, her hands leaping to try and catch the phone. She felt a finger swipe across the surface of the phone, but she couldn’t quite grab it. The phone zig-zagged down their bodies and clattered to the floor, the screen dark.

As Daphne swore Julie reached down for it, but yanked her hand back and put her finger to her mouth as she got a small shock. She retrieved it for Daphne with her other hand, and Julie shook the bit of pain out of her finger as Daphne unlocked it.

“Okay, the Wishr app is still on my home screen,” Daphne sighed, “I guess I still have to decide…”

“Do whichever you like,” Julie smiled, slipping a hand around and squeezing Daphne’s upper left ass cheek, “We’ll have fun with whatever you get.”

This brought a comforted smile to Daphne’s face as she opened the Wishr app.

And then her expression immediately went dower.

“What the fuck?”

“What, what is it?”

Keeping a tighter grip on the phone this time Daphne turned it to Julie. A bunch of white text on a black background was flying by. Julie was trying to read it, but could only catch some phrases; extra-user interaction; inoperable scaling; and input authorization failure.

Then the screen went fully black, with a single phrase that sat static for a moment;

Rebooting to last save state, please wait…

“What does any of that mean?” Daphne asked. Julie knew it was a rhetorical question - how could she possibly know? - but felt compelled to quietly respond.

“I don’t know…”

As Julie finished talking the Wishr app appeared to reboot through its usual logo loading screen and home page. And then a familiar screen came up, alerting Daphne that the response to her wishes had come back and were waiting for selection.

“Did it just…”

Daphne tapped into the next screen, and sure enough “I wish to double my titties and have an ass to match” appeared with the alert that there were three responses waiting for review.

One less than last time.

“I...have to do this again?” Daphne gasped, her eyes wide as she turned to Julie. Daphne’s skin had gone pale.

“I don’t...I don’t know…” Julie replied, “This is all new to me. Maybe you don’t have to do anything.”

“But what if it still picks at random? I don’t need to be bigger! Or, what was what, to look like watermelons!”

“Okay, okay, let’s stay calm. At least this time we have some idea of what to expect, right? What were the choices last time?”

“Yeah, well,” Daphne was trying to keep from hyperventilating, taking very controlled breaths to get herself calmed down enough to think, “There was the watermelon one…”

“Right...and one about being super bouncy,” Julie added.

“And another about what I could wear,” Daphne finished, “And they all made me bigger.”

“Okay, well, I guess you have to decide if you want to look like a watermelon, always be bouncing, or need custom bikinis from now on.”

“I, uh, I guess the bikini one…” Daphne responded after a moment of thought.

“So, now, just swipe through very carefully, and read whatever comes up carefully and pick that one when it comes up.”

Daphne just stood and nodded her head a few times silently before finally swiping into the first granting offer.

Your breasts and ass will double in size, always be perky, and can never be less than 90% bare.

Daphne and Julie exchanged glances.

“That’s it!” Daphne exclaimed, and she swiped it right.

Instantly Daphne felt all four boobs and all four butt cheeks begin to stretch and grow heavier.

A sensation very similar to what Julie was unexpectedly experiencing.

“What the hell?” Julie exclaimed as she watched her forward breasts swell out before her, and felt the increasing weight off her shoulder blades behind her. Daphne’s tits were already significantly beyond the size of grapefruits, and as Julie’s hefty chest also grew the three sets of facing breasts mushed into each other.

Less visibly but no less significantly their asses were ballooning out as well. Daphne’s four cheeks were growing atop each other, the maintained perkiness of the lower pair pushing the upper pair into a very exaggerated top curve. Julie, with only one pair, could feel her butt pop outwards a number of inches, it’s roundness still enhanced by her immovable boots.

Julie was looked around herself with mouth agape. When she’d used Wishr her breasts had grown to be just larger than her head. She’d thought she’d been surrounded by tit before - Julie’s double set of boobs had grown out to about a foot before and behind her, and she could fee that they were still going. Daphne’s weren’t far behind them in size, her four pushing back against Julie’s forward pair.

As the increased weight pulled more and more both women practically fell over onto the bed, their growing asses squashing down into the sheets - Daphne’s upper ass globes jiggling up her lower back. Both women were panting as they felt the changes slow. Julie’s breasts were fourteen inches before her and behind her, a good eighty pounds of wobbling fat packed around her torso. Daphne’s had four fleshy extra-large honeydew melons struggling for space on her ribs.

Each woman was seated at least four more inches above the bed than they would have been moments before.

“How did...why did you change?” Daphne gasped, staring at Julie’s extended racks.

“I don’t know...maybe because I touched your phone? Maybe because the damn app is completely broken?” Julie hissed, trying not to get mad.

Honestly, every inch she’d just grown was making her too horny to get mad.

“What do we...do now?” Daphne asked, gently poking at each of her enormous tits, one hand each to a breast. 

As if on cue Daphne’s phone beeped. Wishr needed another selection to be done.

Julie sighed. Part of it was in frustration...the other part was trying to fool herself that the idea of the both of them changing together wasn’t making her even wetter.

“We soldier on.”

to be continued...