Careful What You Wish For
- This article is part of the SM-201 Library Project
As Jamie came home from work that night, she had a lot on her mind. She had one of the worst days at work, nothing went right and all the problems put her way behind. Her date called and canceled at the last moment, and all of her friends had plans for the weekend. Jamie was a mediocre-looking girl with a runway model figure; you know, no curves to speak of. She tried all the fads to improve on her figure to give it some shape with absolutely no success. After the normal calls to see if anyone didn’t have plans, she retired to the den for the normal boring night of T.V. It must have been around 11:00 pm, and the strangest infomercial came on. This woman was selling an item of clothing guaranteed to give any woman the figure of her dreams. Of course, Jamie thought this was all bullshit until she saw the results on the show. She had to try this. She called the number, and it only gave an address for her to go to. She thought this to be a little odd because the recording said someone would be there 24 hours a day.
She got dressed and hopped in her car, and drove to the address. The sign above the door said “Careful what you wish for because it may come true” as she thought to herself that is what she needed. She entered the shop, and a small woman came to the counter. The woman said, ”Can I help you?” Jamie told her about the show, and she was here to get the product sold on the show. A couple of minutes later, the woman returned with a box and told her the cost was $49.99 and satisfaction was guaranteed. Jamie paid the woman and took the box with her. She thought it odd though that a clothing item would make her figure but what the hell, she’d tried everything else.
When she got home, she quickly ran to her bedroom to try the item on. She was a little stunned that there was more than one item in the box. She removed them one by one to examine them. The first was a pair of the most beautiful shoes she had ever seen and also the highest heels she had seen. They were black patent leather and a heel measuring more than 6” high. She put them on the bed and removed the next item. It was a clear corset. She couldn’t figure out what it was made out of, but it was lightweight and flexible. She put that on the bed and removed the next item. It was a collar that was also clear and made of the same material. The last items in the box were a pair of black nylons and a pair of black gloves. Once again, the materials were not the normal type for these items. At the bottom of the box was a handwritten note. It had instructions for putting on the items in the box, like as if Jamie couldn’t figure out how to get dressed. She read them anyhow and followed them exactly. She then walked over to the dressing mirror to look at herself. All she saw was her normal-looking self in some really sexy clothing. “Oh well, had to try it” she said as she walked out of the room to resume watching TV.
Jamie fell asleep in the easy chair and woke up at about 9 a.m. She got up and went to the kitchen to make her morning coffee. It took a couple of minutes for it to register that she still had the clothing on. ”I’ll change after putting the coffee on,” she said to herself. As she was walking to the bedroom, she started to feel a little dizzy. She stopped for a moment and breathed deeply. Once she felt better, she walked into the bedroom and once again looked in the mirror. As she was standing there, she felt dizzy again. She took a deep breath and went to remove the clothing. She couldn’t find any of the fasteners for the clothing! At this point, she started to panic. All of a sudden she felt pressure around her waist. The corset was tightening on its own! She watched as her waist became smaller. She was in shock! What have I done now? As quickly as it started, it stopped, she took another deep breath and started to relax a bit now. The pressure in her chest started to subside, and she relaxed even more. She didn’t know what to think of this. Where is the logical explanation for this? She thought to herself that a cup of coffee would give her a boost and help her come up with an explanation. She went to the kitchen and poured herself a cup. As she sat at the kitchen table, her mind was running in overdrive. Why do I do these stupid things? Why can’t I be happy the way I am? At this point, she gave up on the explanation for this and went to get dressed to go shopping. She went to her closet and grabbed a pair of blue jeans and a tee shirt. She then went to take off the gloves, and to her surprise, they were gone! Giving up on an answer, she sat on the bed and got dressed. Amazingly enough, the jeans slid right past the 6” heels, and the t-shirt covered the corset. She grabbed her purse and left. In the mall she did her normal shopping and returned home. As she was driving, she had to keep pushing her hair out of her eyes. She just got a cut two weeks ago, and hair doesn’t grow that fast. She arrived back at the house and went straight to the bedroom. As she looked in the mirror, she was in shock. Her hair must have grown at least three inches in the time she was at the mall. There were other changes that she was noticing too. She removed her t-shirt to find that her bust had increased in size too! Scared but pleased at the same time, she removed her jeans to find that her waist had gotten smaller when she was out. She found a tape measure and measured her bust and waist. Her original measurements were 34a 30 34. Now she measured out at 35 26 35. Her guess at her cup size was now a b cup. She was amazed!
She got dressed and went to the address that she went to last night. All she saw was a vacant lot. What the fuck is going on here? She was lost in her new look to care too much, so she returned home. She went to the kitchen, made a sandwich, and went to watch some TV. While she was watching t v, she had the same dizzy feeling three or four more times, and this time she just blew it off. At about 6:00 she went to the bathroom to take a shower. She then remembered that she couldn’t get the clothing off. She took a shower anyhow. She got out and dried off and returned to the dressing mirror. She has changed again! Her hair had grown another two inches and lightened a little. Her breasts looked even fuller, and her waist got much smaller. She grabbed the tape measure again, and this time her measurements were 38 22 36. Her breasts had increased to a generous d cup. She noticed also that her neck looked a little thinner too. She went to her dresser and pulled on a choker that always fit tight. It was loose! She knew the size was written on the inside of the choker, so she removed it, and it said 13”. She grabbed the measure and it said 11”. She felt that this was strange, and she made the decision to take her vacation days this week so she could figure out what to do about this situation. She went back out to the den to watch some more tv, and a movie was on that dealt with the fetish culture. She saw women dressed in erotic clothing and in compromising positions. This was something she always had an interest in but never pursued it. She got wild hair to go shopping, got dressed, and left.
As she drove along, she again had mild dizzy spells and the pressure feelings again. She ignored them and just kept driving. She arrived in the downtown area where the shops which sold the clothing she was after. The first shop that she went to had all sorts of things that caught her eye. She must have spent hours there because when she came out, she had nine bags full of clothes. She hopped in her car and raced home. She grabbed the bags and ran to her bedroom. She grabbed the measuring tape and saw that her size measurements had changed again. Her stats were now 40dd 20 38. She also noticed that her waist had an area that was even for at least four inches. She now had a pipe stem-type waist.
She checked her neck size, which had gone from 11” to 9”, and it also looked longer. The first outfit was a purple latex dress that was ankle length, totally form-fitting, with a high neck. She slowly put the dress on, zipped up the back, and looked at herself in the mirror. She was amazed! What she saw now was a drop-dead gorgeous woman with wild long blonde hair, a very long and slender neck, and a figure to die for. She then grabbed the second item from the bag, a pearl white latex neck corset. She put it on while in front of the mirror and was very pleased with her look. She was a vision of erotic beauty, and she was getting really horny. She went back to the bags and returned with a dildo that was at least four inches across and about nine inches long. She rolled up her dress and lay back on the bed and inserted the dildo as deep as it would go, and went wild with it. She must have come six times before she stopped. She lay there totally relaxed and ready to go out in public like this. While she was rolling down her dress, she noticed that the high heels that came with the corset and all the other items weren’t just high heels anymore. They looked more like ballet shoes with a heel about nine inches high. She said, ”This is different, but I like it.” She left and went back to the city to her favorite nightclub and spent the remainder of the evening dancing and getting all the attention of every guy in the club. She closed the club but decided to go home alone. She went to her bedroom, undressed, and fell asleep.
She woke up around 9:00 feeling totally refreshed and happy. She got out of bed and went to the bathroom to relieve herself, and that’s when she noticed that the corset was not on her anymore. Neither was the neck corset. Her figure was still the same as last night but now completely naked except for the nylons and the shoes. She reached down and was able to remove the shoes and the nylons. Her feet now had an extremely high arch, and she could not flatten her foot. She grabbed her robe off the hook on the door, put the shoes back on, and went outside to get the newspaper. She was thinking to herself that she could not return to work looking the way she did, so it was time to look for a new job that would allow her to take advantage of her new look. She was thumbing through the jobs and found the perfect one. Fetish clothing model wanted: must-have figure for corsets and ability to walk in high heels. Call 802-596-8869 for an interview. That’s it; she was going to get this job! Just then, the dizzy spells hit her hard, and she passed out. When she woke, she ran to the bedroom. Boy, were there changes! First was her neck; it was at least three inches longer and even more slender. She measured out at a length of 10” and a diameter of 8 and a half inches. She had just realized that her hands were different too. She grabbed a glove that she used to wear and realized that her fingers were about an inch longer and her nails were about three inches long now. She shook her head in disbelief for a moment, saying to herself that this has to be a dream. She was not dreaming. Now she measured herself all over. Everything had changed. Her legs were six inches longer, and she couldn’t stand except on her tiptoes like a ballerina. Her hips had widened to 42”. Her butt was a perfect heart shape that most supermodels would be envious of. Her waist had gotten smaller again, down to 14”, and the pipe stem had increased to eight inches. Her bust was huge now, 44ee to be exact. Her eyes were now a pale blue and much more defined. Her hair was a golden blonde and down past her ass and perfectly styled. She was the image of beauty she had wished for. She got dressed in her most erotic outfit and went for the interview. She got the job with an indefinite contract. Jamie became the top fetish model in the world. Let’s hope she never wishes for anything bad………..
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