Weird World Captions

Submission for "The Unwanted Gift" content prompt on the discord https://discord.gg/aFhyGuUN7j

Haley was happy. She was cute blonde in her mid-twenties, and everything was going well for her. Solid job, had a good time after college after a rough start with some low self esteem, and was happy with her body.

She noticed a woman staring at her phone, walking absent mindedly, and realised she was about to walk straight into traffic. She ran over and pulled the woman back just as a truck whizzed by the both of them.

Once the stranger had snapped out of her immediate shock, she stared at Haley with relief and gratitude

"I... I can't believe I nearly did that. You're a hero. Oh my god."

"It's not problem" Haley said, trying not to admonish the woman for her lack of care "Are you okay?"

"I'M ALIVE! I'm so much better than okay. Give me your number. I'm going to go home and find just the perfect reward for you"

Haley was shocked by her forwardness, and simply complied. The woman skipped away, and Haley wondered if that'd really just happened. She went back to her errands, and the incident was beginning to slip from her mind by the time she got home.

She changed into a comfortable oversized blue top and pyjama pants when her phone buzzed

"I knew it!" The text message said "I have some connections in the magic world, and I found an old wish of yours that never got granted. So, it's now gonna be granted as your reward"

Haley smirked at the message, the woman was obviously insane. And then she felt a warmth flow over her. Her head felt fuzzy for a moment, and then the heat concentrated into her bosom. She rubbed her chest, a pair of B cups she was comfortable with, and froze when she pressed into far more breast than she expected. As her hands lay on her tits, the heat remained and they began pressing against her hands, growing more and more by the second. She tried to hold them back, but there was no way to hold back her expanding chest

Her top went from loose, to resting against them, to clinging to them, and finally straining to contain an absurdly large pair of tits. Each was bigger than her head.

She cupped them, assuming it must be a dream. She was struggling to breath as her top struggled to contain her massive melons. She struggled out of it, and found another shirt which used to extremely loose on her. This too now barely fit, but at least she could breath

"WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF WISH IS THIS?!" Haley text back to the woman

"The one you wished for? You wished for it a bunch, I thought you'd be happy"

"I'd never wish for this!" Haley responded and sent a picture

"Yes, you would. I quote, "I wish I had boobs. I want big tits, big as my head, and a tight body, I want to show it off to everyone"."

Haley froze as she read the words, and a memory surfaced. Her second year at college, insecure in her body, angry at the girls in her classes with their low cut v-necks showing off masses of cleavage. How much she hated her B cups, how much she wanted the biggest tits in class.

"But that was years ago! I love my body now!" She responded, tears forming

"Oh. Oh no. Well. You look really, really hot? And I can't undo it so..." 

Haley sent back a furious text, but it was undeliverable. "THIS BITCH FUCKING BLOCKED ME?!" She yelled to herself, stomping her feet, and groaning as the action sent her huge boobs bouncing and strained her back and shoulders.

She spent a restless night finding a way to sleep comfortable. On her back, they slipped into her armpits. On her front, they pushed into her ribs and she struggled to breath. On her side, she could feel them rubbing against each other. 

The next day, she realised she'd need a new wardrobe. She ended up going to the mall in the same clothes she wore the night before, it was the only thing that could begin to fit over her humongous chest. The lack of bra was felt every step of the walk, she tried to ignore the stares of onlookers. Tried to ignore the part of her brain that liked it.

She found a clothes store that advertised having sizes big enough to fit her. She picked out basic plain outfits. Baggy and loose.  

However when she tried on the first one, she realised the whole wish was granted. She pulled on a baggy grey top, it sat awkwardly on her tits, but didn't cling anywhere. She watched in awe as the material shifted, changed and shrank. It sucked in her around her waist to outline her tight tummy, and pulled in to her tits as close as possible, the least material possible. 

She would be forced to show off her tight body

She held back tears again in the changing room, paid for her purchases, and walked home. More stares, more bouncing. As more guys ogled her, slack jawed, she wondered why she didn't think to try and find any bras. 

She got home and tried on the rest of her purchases, each one reacting to the wish in some way. Shrinking, clinging, shifting so she'd be showing off her body in a different way.  As she watched what was meant to be a loose white bed shirt unravel from the bottom to show off her midriff, she had to admit she looked kinda good

She shook the thought from her head. Where did that come from?

The next day, she had to get ready for work. She put on what was a professional blue dress, and sighed as material seeped away from the neckline, and a belt appeared to cinch in around her waist.

She made her way to work, she felt like she could fall out of her dress as any point. She tried to ignore how hot that felt. That all the guys could just be seeing her big boobies flopping free. She shivered and shook her head again. What a weird idea. 

She got to work, and her bosses eyes nearly popped out of his head. 

Haley explained the situation, she noticed his stare moving from her eyes, flickering down to her chest. He had to accept it, there was no other explanation for his worker suddenly coming in bursting out of tops that would've been 5 times too big the day before. 

Haley didn't even notice that as she explained, she massaged and subtly bounced her tremendous bosom.

She barely noticed as her work wear got less appropriate each day, how she seemed to encourage the stares from customers, how her speech got more and more flirtacious. 

It culminated a week later, where she said to a guy with his wife "Don't they look so much sweeter than her udders?" and nodded to the wife. She'd immediately apologised, she wasn't sure what had come over her. But the damage was done, and she was fired.

She decided to vent on tiktok, and was surprised when it quickly went viral. She wondered why so many people were interested in her work drama. But soon realised why, when the comments were filled with lecherous, perverted comments about her body. She bit her lip and clenched her thighs. So many dirty, dirty men looking at her hot body. Disgusting, right?

But... maybe being an influencer could pay the bills, she thought. 

Which is why she was in her car, awkwardly miming to songs

She didn't need to do it well, or do much at all. Simply putting on any outfit and looking into the camera was enough to bring in views in droves.

She found herself making more and more vids, ignoring the fact she'd now spend her nights masturbating as the comments poured in, as the views ticked up, as more and more people saw her.

And, obviously, it wasn't because of that, that she finally accepted some of the commenters suggestions and started an onlyfans.

She needed the money, right? 

It wasn't because she needed to show as many people her big, bouncing, beautiful tits as possible? 

"Yeah, it's just the money" She said to herself. She ignored the voice in the back of head. The voice that screamed this wasn't her. That this was the wish. The voice had been getting quieter and quieter anyway. Soon it'd be gone.

She simply leaned forward to the camera, hit record, and said hello to all her subscribers