Cathy had found the cheap plastic hand mirror at a small junk shop that she’d found while driving around in the country side. She often just headed out of the city on weekends to explore the small towns and little shops that they contained, especially if that meant she’d get her hands dirty.
At least she used to do that, she hadn’t left the city for months since she’d found the mirror, instead spending her weekends going out to clubs and flirting with all the guys she met.
She stared intently at the mirror, and just like so many times before, it’s surface seemed to shimmer and her excitement grew. What would it change this time? Would her lips be even fuller? Her hair even blonder? Her eyes even doeyer?
The shimmer passed and she pouted, not seeing any changes at all.
She shook the mirror back and fourth and slapped it with her free hand before raising it up to the light, “Come on… work!” she cried out and once more focused on the mirror.
The shimmer started again as she looked up at the mirror and a shiver ran through her. She knew why it hadn’t worked last time!
She titled the mirror down as far as she could while still staring at it, as she watched her breasts expand more and more, until her top could barely contain them. The shimmer passed and her she gasped as a small orgasm passed over her.
Without thinking, she set the mirror down and grasped her breasts, they were firm and round, sitting high up on her chest. A moan escaped her lips as her fingers pulled down her top just a bit to expose her nipples and she started to rub them, sending more pleasure coursing through her.
Cathy finally managed to pull her hands away after several minutes, but not before pulling her top back up.
She double checked herself one last time and then spun around and headed towards the front door… she had so many hearts to break tonight and her new breasts were going to make it so easy!
