Warning: This story contains mature themes including but not limited to graphic sex and erotic body transformation. Do not read if you are under 18 years old or are offended by these themes. 

Prologue: Before the Wishes
Caleb
	Caleb had only one problem in his life: his dick was too big. "The Dragon," as he called it, was 11" long and 2.5" wide, and made dating hell. He'd never had trouble getting dates as he was tall and not ugly. Unfortunately, when things got hot and heavy and he brought out The Dragon, most of his dates refused immediately. One or two let him try to put it inside, but gave up quickly. He learned how to eat a girl out like a champ, but thought he would die a virgin. 
	That was until he met Paige. He had no idea why she asked him out, as they were polar opposites. She was a cheerleader at their high school and was extremely popular. She had a lot of friends in the sports and cheerleader crowd, while he had a few close friends from the anime club. He just knew that one day she approached him and asked him out. He thought it might have been his height; he was one of the tallest guys in school at 6'4" while she was only 5'. He was skinny and unathletic while she was curvy but toned from cheerleading, with perky B-cup breasts, a tight ass, and firm, muscular thighs. Their contrast sometimes attracted stares. They didn't have much in common, but to his surprise, they still got along. She was bright and cheerful, and listened intently to him talk about his interests. In return, he let her lecture him about cheerleading competitions, and was amazed that she could make it sound interesting. 
	She also conquered The Dragon. The first time they'd done it, he was terrified that she would reject him like the others. He started by eating her out, which rewarded him with her muscular thighs gripping his head. He could tell when she came in his mouth, which made him harder than he'd ever been. She told him to take his pants off and said to put it in her. He sighed and stripped, expecting instant rejection, like so many times before. Instead her eyes widened and she reached forward and gripped it with dainty fingers that couldn't wrap all the way around it. She tried to suck on it, but couldn't hold it in her mouth for very long before her jaw seized up. "It's huge," she whispered. "How have you fit it in anyone?"
	"I haven't," he answered. "It doesn't fit." 
	She looked at him with her big eyes, gave him a grin, and said "oh, we'll see about that. I'm not a quitter." She positioned her feet on either side of his hips and got in a squatting position. She positioned the head of his member by her opening, which he noticed was glistening. 
	"Wait!" He said, "you don't have to do this if it's too much."
	"But I want to," she replied, and lowered herself. He saw and felt the head disappear. "Oh!" she said, her eyes wide. 
	"Are you okay?" He asked.
	"I'm, uh, fine," she grunted, breathing heavily. "I can do this." She lowered herself, her face contorted. "Let me do this for you," she managed through gritted teeth. 
	Caleb didn't know if he was more amazed when he entered her, or when she bottomed out on him, gasping. He knew from the way she was breathing and the way her face contorted that she had to be in a lot of pain. He also knew that it felt really good, like nothing he'd ever felt. She lifted up a bit and dropped. He felt her shivering and wondered how long she would be able to keep it up. Fortunately, he didn't last long. He felt it coming and gripped her hips as he exploded inside her. He thought he saw stars. 

Paige
	Paige only had one problem in her life: her pussy was too big. She knew she was hot. She was a popular cheerleader, 5 feet tall with perky B-cup breasts and tight, muscular ass and thighs. She had plenty of prospects among the athletes, but none of them could get her off. All of them felt to her, to use a crude expression, "like throwing a hot dog down a hallway." She thought she would never get off during sex. She bought the largest dildos she could find and tried to be content.
	That was until she heard about Caleb. All the girls would gossip in the locker room, and occasionally the talk would turn to the boys they dated and the sizes of their respective equipment. She knew how big a few guys were and could contribute, but then she heard about a boy at their school with a monster. Supposedly none of the girls he dated could fit it. One of the girls there had tried as a challenge, but quickly gave up, and tried to dissuade the others from trying. 
	Paige asked him out the next day. She knew him as that tall skinny guy in history class. He wasn't bad looking, and figured it was worth a shot. They got ice cream together and talked. He was awkward and nerdy, but was also polite, courteous, and listened to her. She'd worn a low-cut top and a push-up bra to get him in the mood, but he stubbornly looked her in the eyes. That won him some points. 
	It took almost two months for her to get him into bed. The night of senior prom, she told her parents she was staying at a friend's house, but got a hotel room just for her and Caleb. He seemed hesitant about going all the way at first, but when he ate her out, she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming. 'Where did he learn to do THAT!?' she wondered to herself. 'Oh, and THAT! And what the FFFFFUUUUUUU......' until her mind went white. 
	When she came to herself and caught her breath, she said "take those pants off, I want you in me." He complied and there it was, the monster she had heard so much about, all eleven glorious inches. She couldn't even get her hands around it! "It's huge!" she whispered. She needed it. She positioned herself on top of him and stuck it inside. She gasped. It was better than she imagined. He tried to talk her out of it, but she was determined. She slowly lowered herself onto it; she knew if she went any faster she would scream in pleasure (not that her parents would mind, they were out of town, but she was sure the neighbors would hear and call the cops, the damn busybodies). 
	When she bottomed out, she was certain she would scream if she unclenched her jaw. No one had filled her like this before, and it was a boy she actually liked. Amazingly, it still didn't fill her completely. How deep was she? But it was better than any dick she'd taken before. Still, she wished he were bigger. She felt self-conscious about her huge pussy again. She moved herself up and down, gripping as hard as she could. Although there was still room, it was the best sex she'd ever had. She orgasmed several times and had to scrunch up her face to keep quiet. Finally, she heard him gasp and shudder and explode inside of her. She crawled up his body and felt his softening member pull out of her before plopping on his belly. 
	"Thank you," he gasped. 
	She smiled and kissed him on the lips before curling up next to him, her head on his chest. She knew she should go to the bathroom and clean up, but she wanted to enjoy this for a moment. Just a moment. Just a...

The Wish
	In the morning, after a shared shower (and a generous tip for the maid), they went to the mall. Both were glowing and grinning ear to ear. They looked around the various shops, and after visiting the ones they already knew, found one they didn't know. It was an antique shop of some kind, full of old artifacts of brass, iron, and glass. 
	"How new is this shop?" Paige asked. "I don't think I've seen it before."
	"Me either," Caleb replied. "I don't think I saw it when I picked up Smash Bros from GameStop yesterday."
	She gripped his hand harder. "Caleb," she whispered, "do you think this could be one of those wandering shops?"
	"The magic ones? Seems unlikely."
	"But what if it is? How cool would that be?"
	"Can I help you?" asked the man behind the counter, whom they had not seen before. He had a vaguely Eastern-European accent that neither of them could place. 
	Paige gave a small, startled yelp. 
	"Just looking," answered Caleb. He looked down at Paige, her huge eyes looking back up at him. He felt the same butterflies he felt every time she looked at him. 'Well, it's worth a try,' he thought. "Actually, do you have any recommendations?"
	The little old man smiled. "Very wise, to ask for help. I get a lot of people in here who don't know what they want, but insist they do. It never works out for them." He gazed at them, adjusting his spectacles. "Let me see, you two seem very close to each other, I can see this going well." The two blushed and looked away from each other, but kept holding hands. "But there is an insecurity. There's something about you that you hate, and everything would be perfect if that one thing were fixed."
	"How did you know?" both Caleb and Paige asked in unison. 
	The old man chuckled. He came around the counter and started hunting among the shelves. "I've been serving customers longer than both of you have been alive, and I know how to read people." He pulled a brass goblet off the shelf. Caleb thought it looked like the Holy Grail from Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. "I don't have anything to change one’s self at the moment, but I can see the way you feel about each other, and if you trust each other, this can solve your problem." He poured some wood shavings into the goblet, then reached under the table and pulled out a small, flat box. He opened the box and pulled out two quill pens, an inkwell, and a small piece of what looked like yellowed paper. "Drat," he said, "I thought I had more of the sacred papyrus. Well, I don't think you'll need to change too much." 
	He cut the papyrus in half with a pair of scissors and put a piece in front of each of them. Each piece was about the size of a business card. "Each of you take a quill and write what you would change about the other. Don't tell each other, and then put the papyrus in the chalice. You need not worry; the spell will make any changes necessary to ensure your health and comfort." 
	Caleb and Paige looked at each other. "Do you trust me?" Caleb asked. 
	Paige stretched her hand up and cupped his cheek. "You've never given me a reason not to," she said. "Do you trust me?"
	"After last night, I do." He nodded his head. "Let's do this." They each grabbed a quill.
	Caleb thought hard. He just wanted a smaller dick. How could he change Paige to fix that? Were there any changes she would even want? It occurred to him that if she were taller, his dick could fit in her perfectly. She often complained about reaching stuff on high shelves. "Paige will grow taller until I'm satisfied that she's comfortable with my penis in her." There was still room. Maybe one for himself? "Paige's breasts will grow bigger and more sensitive until I can tit-fuck her." She didn't seem to feel anything when he sucked on her. She'd probably enjoy the sensitivity. He placed the papyrus card in the chalice.
	Paige thought hard. If only she could shrink her pussy, but she could only change Caleb. But what if he were bigger? "Caleb’s reproductive organs" that should cover the balls, too, "will grow bigger until they fit me for maximum pleasure." Guys like having bigger dicks, right? There was still room. Maybe one more for them both? "Caleb will grow strong enough to carry me like a princess without getting tired." She wasn't big, but he was so skinny he couldn't even lift her. Being able to carry her would be romantic and hot. And he'd enjoy the muscles. She placed the card in the chalice. 
	"All done?" the old man asked. They both nodded. He spoke a few words in a language neither of them had heard before, and dropped a match into the chalice. The wood shavings and papyrus cards burned up quickly. 
	"One more thing," he said, " the changes are going to happen slowly, and only the writer of the charm will notice any changes made. Everyone else, even the one changing, will believe that things have always been this way. If you choose to tell each other, then you'll notice. Do you understand?" They nodded. "Now, it's a beautiful day, and you lovebirds shouldn't spend it all in a dusty old shop." He shooed them out. 
	Caleb turned around to say that they hadn't paid, but there was no door, and the shop was gone. 
	They stood there, stunned. "You were right, that was a wandering shop," Caleb said.
	"Yep. Now what?"
	"I guess we wait. Do you want to say what you wrote? I'll tell if you do, but I trust you, and while I think you'll like it, it's kind of embarrassing."
	"Same here," she said. "Let's just wait and see. 

1 Year After the Wishes
Caleb
	Caleb had only one problem in his life: his dick was too big. It was about 14 inches long and a little over 3 inches wide. It was bigger soft than most guys were erect! His balls were larger than jumbo chicken eggs! He'd thought he was going to die a virgin until he met his girlfriend, Paige. Somehow, she'd managed to fit him inside of her, despite her obvious pain (she was only five feet tall, after all), and didn't immediately break up with him. The next day, they'd happened upon a wandering shop, and Caleb wished for Paige to grow taller so she could fit him without hurting (and that her boobs would grow). He still hadn't figured out what she'd chosen to change. Other than his dick problem, his life was pretty good. He was a starter on his community college basketball team. Besides his height, he had wiry muscles which he toned for athletics. He also did well academically. 
	The last year had been especially awesome because he got to see the results of his wish on Paige. True to the shopkeeper's words, the changes happened slowly, and Caleb was the only one who seemed to notice. Every month she added over an inch in height and almost a whole cup size. She continued cheerleading in college, and when she started, she was one of the "flyers," that is the cheerleaders who got tossed in the air, which suited her small size. Half a year in, he noticed that she was talking about being the a "base," one of the cheerleaders who throws the fliers. He asked her if she ever thought of being a flier, and she said no, she was too tall at 5' 7" and, she admitted with a blush, her F-cup boobs were too bouncy for tumbling. 
	A year after the wish, and she was 6' 2", one of the tallest girls at their college, and almost as tall as Caleb. According to Caleb's new memories, she'd had to quit cheerleading in the middle of high school when her boobs got too big for tumbling. She was now a star on the college volleyball team, despite having J-cups now. He'd have thought the bouncing would be painful, but the wish took care of that, apparently. No one gave the dating volleyball player and the basketball player a second glance, unless they were leering at some of the largest tits they'd ever seen. If Caleb wore tight pants, sometimes they'd leer at him, too. 
	After a year, he still didn't know why she insisted on sleeping with him. She still looked like she was in pain every time. He also couldn't figure out where his cock was fitting inside of her. When they went at it, his chicken egg sized balls slapped against her while she squirmed and scrunched her face up. Sometimes she even had tears in her eyes. He wished she wouldn't try so hard just to please him, but she insisted it would get better. He wondered how big she would have to get before she was comfortable with his dick. He was twice as long as the next longest guy on the basketball team. Was she going to have to get twice as tall as him? A small part of him wouldn't mind that. 
	Her boobs were awesome, though. He'd only ever seen larger ones on morbidly obese women. She now seemed to enjoy it when he sucked on them, and the tit jobs were phenomenal. 

Paige
	Paige had only one problem in her life: her pussy was too big. She'd never been able to cum with a guy in her until she met Caleb, and even then, he was looser than she'd prefer. It was exciting, watching him grow from 11" to 14" over the past year. It was longer than her forearm now! And those balls! She felt like it took her an hour to drip out their load. Still, she felt like it just wasn't big enough. How much space was inside of her? That would be filled in time. For now, he was still good enough at sucking on her pussy and nipples with his mouth to make her have to bite her lip not to scream. She wished she didn't cry sometimes while cumming. That was super embarrassing!
	She'd also enjoyed watching him bulk up. He used to be a skinny anime geek, and while he was still trim, over the last year she'd seen him grow corded muscles that, as far as he knew, he'd always had. He was finally strong enough to pick her up and carry her, and her favorite sex position was him holding her up against the wall while they did it.
	She sometimes wondered what Caleb had wished for her. Probably the boobs. They were statistically unlikely to be natural. The only problem she had with them was having to get her bras custom made. At least she didn't suffer any back pain from them, and they felt really good when Caleb sucked on them.

2 Years After the Wishes
Caleb
	Caleb had just one problem in his life: his dick was too big. It was over 17 inches long, almost a foot and a half, and almost 4 inches wide. The head was larger than a baseball and stuck out just past his knees! It was over 8 inches when flaccid, bigger than anyone else on the football team. His balls were the size of the apples he always looked like he was smuggling in his pants, and he'd had several extremely embarrassing encounters with store security who thought he was shoplifting. Sometimes he felt like every loss prevention agent across the whole state knew how big his junk was. He couldn't even masturbate properly with how huge it was.
	But that was his only real problem. His life was pretty sweet. His muscles, which seemed to grow naturally, had earned him a football scholarship to a state university as a running back. In the two years since they'd made that wish in the wandering shop, he'd watched Paige grow from a tiny five feet tall, to a towering 7-foot-4-inches. She was now the tallest living woman in the world. Sometimes people who were shorter than him called him "shorty" when he walked with her. He didn't mind. Secretly, he'd had a giantess fetish ever since the start of puberty when he realized that no normal woman would be able to fit him. He'd seen porn online, almost always drawn, of huge women getting satisfied by guys with enormous dicks. He'd wished that could happen to him. She still looked in pain when they had sex, so he thought she still had growing to do, and the thought excited him. 
	With her height, Paige could have received a basketball scholarship to any university in the country, but she chose to stay stateside with him. She was mesmerizing to watch run up and down the court, her boobs now the size of basketballs themselves. Even if they didn't hurt her, he wondered how they didn't get in the way. Though she often seemed to just stand by the basket and wait for a team mate to throw it to her so she could dunk it. 
	She wouldn't be playing any more this season, though. Turns out, they don't make condoms for 17 inch dicks, and calculating birth control dosages for the tallest woman in the world was harder than they thought. She was now 6 months pregnant with twins, which according to ultrasounds were taking after their mother in size. Her boobs had swelled even bigger in anticipation. She told Caleb she had passed out of the alphabet sizes. They were perfect to him. Each was as large as her pregnant belly, and more sensitive than ever. Just sucking milk out of them was enough to bring her to orgasm. While there wasn't enough room in her pussy for normal sex, she seemed to enjoy giving him boobjobs.

Paige
	Paige had just one problem in her life. Her, well, everything was too big. She was too tall, her boobs were competing with her pregnant belly for size, and next to them all her pussy was the biggest, in comparison. She'd had to have all her clothes custom made since she was a freshman. She was still amazed that Caleb had agreed to go out with her in high school. Even though she had the biggest boobs, most guys didn't want to date a girl taller than them. She was thankful, though, since even novelty horse cock dildos weren't big enough to get her off. He could, though. Not that she could fit one inside of her now, being as pregnant as she was. At least he could still eat her out well enough to make her scream. She wished her mouth were big enough to suck him off, but he seemed to enjoy her boob jobs. She'd always enjoyed them, too, almost as much as normal sex. The pregnancy had swelled her tits big enough to hide his whole cock while she bounced them up and down on him, licking at the baseball sized head until he came hard enough to cover her whole face in his cum. 
	She still got excited watching him grow. Even though she was bigger than him, he was still strong enough to carry her while pregnant. Sometimes she played the pregnant card and pretended to be too sleepy to walk to bed, just so her strong man would carry her. His cock was getting more impressive each day, and each ball was big enough to fill one of her hands. She hoped by the time she gave birth that he'd be big enough to fill her completely. 
	She wondered sometimes what he had wished for. She assumed the boobs, as they were almost impossible. But then again, so was her height, and what kind of guy wished for a girl to be TALLER than him?
	Shortly after she'd announced she was pregnant, he proposed to her. She gave him an enthusiastic yes.

3 Years After the Wishes
Caleb
	Caleb had just one problem in his life: his dick was too big! It was 20 inches long, and 4.5 inches wide. It was about 10 inches long while flaccid, and would dangle almost to his knees if his potato-sized balls didn't get in the way. He'd always had to hold them up in a jockstrap so they wouldn't bump against his legs when he walked and ran. Otherwise, he had to stand bow-legged and waddle. His teammates called it his "ball bra," or at least they did until he tackled them in practice. He figured that his oversized testicles also gave him too much testosterone. That explained his natural muscles. He didn't even need to work out, and he was as bulky as a linebacker, which he was. His natural strength, combined with his academic success, got him a full-ride scholarship to a private university, and scouters considered him a promising rookie for pro play. That was good news for him, as he had a family to support. 
	Paige had given birth to beautiful twin girls nine months ago. She was 7' 7" at the time, and still the most beautiful woman he'd ever met. Their daughters were big, too: each was almost 24" long at birth and over 13 pounds, the size of average three-month-olds! He understood that the average newborn was about 20" and 7 lbs. something something. He guessed that if reality was changing, that meant Paige's genes were changing and were passed on to their daughters. His new memories told him that her family members were all over six feet tall now. However, the world was changing around him, he was thankful that he now got to live out the giantess fetish he'd had for as long as he could remember. She'd only been five feet tall when she'd asked him out, but he'd said yes, because no one else would date him. He was a football star in high school, but everyone knew about his package, and no girl wanted that near her. Except Paige. Somehow, she'd managed to squeeze a dick that was almost as long as her body inside of her. At a wandering store the next day he'd wished she was taller so she wasn't in pain.
	That was three years ago. He was amazed that Paige still wasn't big enough for his penis yet. She was 8' 6" tall now, the tallest woman to ever live, and the fifth-tallest person in history! Her boobs were spectacular. They hung down to her waist and were big enough to completely hide his cock when she gave him a boobjob. And yet, she still scrunched up her face and bit her lip when they had sex, which she insisted on doing often. He silently pleaded for whatever magic the man in the wandering shop had performed to hurry up so his wife wasn't in pain every time they did it. To make up for her insisting on pleasing him like this, he'd decided he'd eat her out until his tongue fell off. 

Paige
	Paige had just one problem in her life: she was too big! She'd always been too big. Her family were tall, but she blew them out of the water. She was 5' 7" when she entered kindergarten, as tall as her teacher. No one believed she was an elementary schooler. She was seven feet tall when she entered middle school and by that point had all her clothes custom made. She was just over eight feet tall when she started her freshman year, with boobs already bigger than her head. She gained back some of her dignity by starring on the girls’ basketball team; she barely had to jump to dunk. That didn't last long, though, by junior year her boobs had grown so big she couldn't see the ball when she dribbled it in front of her. On the plus side, she didn't suffer from any of the back, joint, or heart problems that the incredibly tall usually did. Nor did she suffer any back or shoulder problems from her huge chest. Just embarrassment.
	The worst part was what it did to her love life. There were very few boys who wanted to date a girl so much taller than them. The few who asked her out seemed only interested in her boobs. Sex with them was...okay. They loved playing with her boobs, which was often enough to bring her to orgasm, but she barely felt anything from them below. She was too loose for them, too. As far as she could tell, her pussy was even more out of proportion to her than her boobs were. When she wore tight pants (which were hard to get custom made), her cameltoe was bigger than a normal man's bulge. Even the most devoted tit-men found it a turn-off when they couldn't even cum while fondling the biggest boobs they'd ever seen. 
	Then she heard about Caleb, the skinny guy with the foot long dick. She asked him out. While she could tell he was attracted to her, she could also tell that he listened while she talked and went so far as to stand up while she was sitting so he could look into her eyes better. She was smitten. 
	Prom night she got him into bed and managed to surprise him by being the first girl he could fit inside of. She was surprised that he was the first guy she felt in there. He didn't fill her like she wanted, but she fell in love with that thing he did with his tongue down there. It was the first time she had a vaginal orgasm on a date. Not to mention when he did the same thing to her nipples, which were almost as sensitive as her clit. 
	The next day, at a wandering shop, she wished that he would grow big enough to fit her completely. She'd always been jealous of girls who were small enough to be carried by their boyfriends, so she wished he would grow big enough for that, too. And grow he did. Now he was a burly linebacker who used a custom athletic cup that looked like he had half a football stuffed down his pants. She loved watching him taking down defenders, knowing that he used to be skinny and nerdy. Sometimes she missed the adorkable geek he used to be, and then he took his shirt off, revealing his Captain America build and she was already dripping wet. His dick got bigger and bigger, and was better and better in bed, but she wondered how long before it really FILLED her. 
	Her huge size ironically made caring for her twin daughters a hassle. They weren't quite as big as she was at their age, but they were still far outside the norm. They took after her and each was almost 26 inches long and 16 pounds at birth, the size of an average six-month-old. Birth went quickly, which she attributed to her huge vagina, but she still offered silent apologies to her mother for what she must have put her through. Now at nine months old, each was three feet tall, and weighed about 30 pounds, roughly the size of a normal three-year-old. 
	Feeding them was a nightmare. Her boobs had swollen during pregnancy to the point where she could barely reach her nipples. Caleb was kind and strong enough to hold the girls in place when he had time, but most of the time she had to pump and hold the girls on top of her boobs while they nursed from bottles. Now that the girls were crawling, she just sat cross-legged on her bed with her boobs resting in her lap, and set her daughters on her bed where they would promptly crawl over and take a nipple each. She would never tell Caleb, but nursing felt so good on her sensitive nipples that she would sometimes orgasm while her daughters suckled. She figured he could guess, since she came when HE suckled. For some reason one of his favorite positions seemed to be laying on her lap with her boobs on top of him, while he sucked one nipple while she jacked him off. 
	Three months after giving birth, she and Caleb tied the knot. Her custom clothes maker was so happy to finally make her wedding dress. Her side of the family was noticibly taller (and bustier) than his side; she came from naturally tall (and busty) stock on both sides. On the other hand, it seemed like the wandering shop's magic had apparently made his side look like everyone lived at the gym, even the women. She wondered if it made the men well-endowed, too? She thought about playing matchmaker for some of her taller cousins. When it came time to kiss, she had to bend almost all the way over to kiss him, and her boobs almost fell out of her low cut dress with two feet of cleavage. She wrapped her arms around him and stood up straight while kissing him to cheers and laughter in the crowd. Her boobs reached down below his hips and his feet dangled two feet off the ground. It was wonderful. 

4 Years After the Wishes
Caleb
	Caleb had just one problem in his life: his dick was too big! It was almost two feet long, and over five inches wide. It was now big enough for him to lick the head without even bending over. Not that he could do anything with it so big. It was almost a foot long when flaccid, and would reach his knees if his balls weren't in the way. His balls were almost the size of softballs and hung most of the way to his knees unless he held them up in a custom jockstrap/briefs his teammates called his "ball bra." Until he tackled them, that is. No one wanted to be tackled by him.
	Both of Caleb's parents' families had a congenital condition called "myostatin deficiency." Myostatin is a protein that inhibits muscle growth. This resulted in his family members on both sides looking like they abused steroids, and Caleb got a double dose of it. Although, if anyone accused him of juicing, one look at his package ruled that out. Caleb had always been the strongest person in his age group, and now that he had graduated college and was a linebacker for the 49ers, was one of the strongest offensive tackles in the NFL, and he barely had to work for it.
	The first thing Caleb did with his new pro athlete salary was to build a custom house for he and his wife, Paige, to live in. Paige was 9' 8" tall, the tallest person in recorded history, and had to hunch over to fit in most houses. Caleb remembered when she was a five-foot-tall cheerleader, but ever since they had made those wishes in the wandering shop four years ago, history had changed. He wondered sometimes how many times his memories had changed. He could vaguely remember her playing volleyball and basketball, but they were fading. In his original memories, she had asked him out, for reasons he didn't know. In his newest memories, which had appeared a few months ago, they had met when she was assigned to tutor him in math at the beginning of their senior year in high school. He needed to keep his grades up to stay on the team, no matter how many linebackers he effortlessly mowed down. 
	He was actually excited when he heard she was his tutor, because he had a bit of a giantess fetish. She was taller than anyone he'd ever seen, and the largest tits and ass to match. The ass was a new addition to his memories. It was almost as big as her tits were, and they hung down to her hips and were visible from behind. He didn't know if it grew so big because she wasn't doing sports, or if this was the magic's way of keeping her balanced. Whichever it was, he loved it. She was too big for any chairs at school, so she just sat on the floor in the back row of her classes and could still see over everyone's head. 
	When they met up for tutoring, she kneeled at the table in the library, and he noticed that her ass was so plush, it spread over her legs and feet and touched the ground. She also rested her boobs on the desk. Despite her difficulties, she was a very good tutor and explained everything very clearly. His grades went up immediately. He asked her out after a month, but she refused him, for reasons he didn't understand. He didn't give up, though, and asked what it would take for her to go out with him. She said if he got all As on his first semester report card, she'd go out with him. He studied harder than he ever had in his life. When he revealed his 4.0 grades, she relented. She was shy, but he respected her boundaries and took things as slowly as she wanted. The quiet, bookish girl wasn't normally his type, but he was amazed at how interesting she could make academic subjects sound. On prom night, they gave themselves to each other completely. 
	Now she was nine months pregnant with their second set of twins. Their daughters were 21 months old, and were becoming giants like their mother. They were four feet tall, as big as normal seven-year-olds, but were still toddlers, with toddler proportions. Well, mostly. They had also inherited his myoglobin deficiency, and were starting to look like bodybuilders. He was thankful for his muscles which allowed him to pick them up and carry them to bed. And pick up his wife when she needed to be carried (though he suspected she was faking half the time), even though with her height, pregnancy, and enormous chest, she weighed over 1000 pounds!
	Speaking of her chest, each boob was now visibly bigger than her pregnant tummy, even full term with twins as she was. Her nipples were huge, and he thought they might be as sensitive, if not more, than her clit. At least he couldn't tell the difference in her reaction between when he sucked on her nipples and when he ate her out; she squirmed just as much. Her tits came down so far, in fact, that he could squeeze the nipples while he ate her out, even with her belly in the way, which drove her wild. She was still growing, though, which worried him. She had been growing for four years now, and he began to despair of her ever being big enough for his dick. He hoped to try again after she gave birth. 

Paige
	Paige had just one problem in her life: she was too big! She'd always been too big. Gigantism and macromastia ran in her family on both sides, and now she had a double helping of both. She was 6' 4" when she entered kindergarten, which was taller than any of her teachers, and as tall as her future husband. She couldn't even remember getting any of her clothes off the rack, other than her first bras, which she grew out of by the end of elementary school thanks to a dose of precocious puberty. When she entered middle school, she was 8' 1" and had boobs the size of her head. Her hips and ass grew to match, and she couldn't even fit in any of the chairs. She started using two chairs side by side, but by the end of middle school, when she was passing nine feet tall and was officially the tallest person in history, she had developed the habit of just kneeling at desks and tables to do her work. She hated how she was too big for sports, as she was an active child. None of her classmates could compete with her, and while her boobs didn't hurt when she ran, they swung around too much and would pull her off balance. 
	Her parents instead paid for music lessons as an outlet, as she could use full-sized instruments from the beginning. She adored playing pieces by Liszt on the piano, as they were made for people for big hands. She also enjoyed playing the double bass, which she positioned between her legs as a normal person might position a cello. In high school her party trick was to tuck a cello under her chin and play it like a violin. She also excelled in academics, and began tutoring as a part-time job. 
	Senior year is where her memories started to split. In her original memories, she had heard about a skinny guy at her school who supposedly had a huge dick. She knew that her pussy was about as out of sync with her body as her boobs and ass were, since she could not find a dildo big enough to fit her (no one was asking her out, and a girl has needs). She thought Caleb might be an answer to prayers, and asked him out. He was truly big downstairs, but not big enough for her. The day after prom, they entered a wandering shop and she wished that his dick would grow big enough for her, and that he could carry her like a princess, which is a way she hadn't been carried since she was four. 
	Over the past four years she had seen his dick grow twice as long, but still not big enough for her, and seen him grow from a skinny nerd, to the beefiest jock who, she was surprised to remember, needed help with his math homework. She was also amazed that in the new memories, he asked her out. No one asked out the giant. She was ogled, but not courted. She refused until she was sure of his sincerity. Now, she was sure. He had married her, built a house for her, and was a wonderful father to their daughters, and he believed he would be for the son and daughter she was about to have. Their children were big and strong, or perhaps she should say, were huge and mighty. She looked forward to seeing what they would become in the future. 
	She also wondered how long it would take before Caleb’s dick was big enough to fill her. She looked forward to finding out after this birth. He was always hesitant to have sex, but he seemed to love eating her out. She never understood why. 

Five Years After The Wishes
Caleb
	Caleb had just one problem in his life: his dick was too big! It was 26" long and 6" wide. He was twice as long as the next longest dick in the world, to his knowledge, and larger than most horses. Flaccid, it was 14" long, and would hang to his knees if it wasn't propped up by his enormous scrotum. His balls were the size of softballs and they DID hang down to his knees if he didn't haul them up in his ball bra. No one made fun of him, though, as he was the strongest offensive tackle in the NFL. He had one of the biggest NFL contracts, and it was only his second year of play. Not to mention the millions he'd made in sponsorships. He was lucky his wife was smarter than him or he'd be tempted to spend it frivolously. Instead, they invested most of it. She did let him buy her nice tailor-made clothes. She needed them since she was so big. He could not believe how big she had grown in the five years since he had made that wish, but she was still growing, and he was out of patience. 
	He was currently balls-deep in his huge wife. She was 10' 10" tall, having grown 14" a year for five years. Her ass was so thick that even squished beneath her, it still propped her high enough off the bed that he had to stand up straight on his knees to reach her pussy. His balls got in the way, though, and he stood up in a squat as he pumped in and out of her, his balls slapping against her a moment after he did. 
	"Harder," she whispered, trying not to wake the kids. 
	"I don't want to hurt you," he said, "I know how much this hurts you." 
	She opened her eyes and looked at him. "Stop, stop, what did you say?"
	"I said I don't want to hurt you. I know how much my huge dick hurts you. I'm always so happy that you want to," he searched for the right word, "consummate our love, but it's been five years, and I'm tired of hurting you."
	She sat up, her breasts sliding from where they'd been lying on the bed at her side to rest in her lap. She looked down at him. "Did...did you think I was in pain? Why?"
	"Well, because you're always scrunching up your face when we do it. I can tell you're in pain."
	"What are you talking about?"
	Caleb scrunched up his face. "Like this," he said. "You always look like this when we do it." 
	"Oh no," she wailed, covering her face with her hands, "I didn't know I made a face." She moved her hands away. "I've never been in pain; I think that's just the face I make when it feels really good. Now I'm always going to be thinking about that embarrassing face I make." She covered her face with her hands again.
	"But you also bite your lip, like you don't want to scream!"
	"Yeah, because you're so good at it! We've always had neighbors and now kids. I don't want to wake the neighborhood, or even worse, have the cops called on us."
	Caleb sat back and breathed a sigh of relief. He put his hands on his face. "You're big enough, finally you're big enough that I don't hurt you!"
	Paige looked at him. "What do you mean I'm big enough?"
	Caleb sighed again. "It's been five years. We've seen each other in the most embarrassing situations, I think it's time we came clean about the wishes we made in the wandering shop." 
	Paige felt a sense of foreboding. "Oh, okay. You go first." 
	"All right. That night, after prom? You were in pain because I was so big, so I wished that you would grow bigger until I was sure I wasn't hurting you. Then," he looked away, sheepish, "I wished that your boobs were big enough to give me a titjob, and more sensitive so you'd enjoy it. Your boobs weren't that sensitive and I thought you might enjoy it. Okay, I thought I might enjoy it."
	Paige sat back as a new set of memories flooded her mind.

Paige
	Paige had just one problem: she was too big! She'd always been too big. Some parts more than others. She had always been twice as tall as the other girls. She was over seven feet tall when she entered kindergarten, taller than any of her teachers, and she already had bigger boobs than them, thanks to precocious puberty. Her ass was barely big enough to even fit in grown-up chairs. She was nine feet tall when she started middle school, and her tits were already down past her navel. Her ass was too big to fit in any chairs, and she had to kneel or sit on the floor in front of a desk for all her classes. She was ten feet tall at the start of high school, and by the time she graduated, she was her final height of 10' 10" tall, and her boobs rested in her lap. Her hips brushed the sides of most doorways when she ducked through, and spread out on the ground around her even when she kneeled. Now, after two sets of twins, her hips were four feet wide and she couldn't fit through most doorways. Her ass stuck out two feet behind her, and was a popular spot for her kids to ride when they were out and about. (Her husband also enjoyed riding her on there, but in other occasions) Her boobs were too big for her to hold her own children to them while she nursed. Sitting cross-legged on the bed right now, they overflowed her lap and would be resting on the bed if her ass didn't prop her up so high. Her nipples jutted out past her knees. If she stood up and didn't wear a bra, they slapped against her thighs when she walked. At least she'd never had back pain or discomfort from them, which she now realized was the wish magic protecting her. That was one set of memories.
	She had a newer, well, older, set of memories that were coming back. She actually had three separate memories now: The ones from before she and Caleb made the wishes, the ones where she saw the results of her wishes, and the ones where she knew what Caleb's wishes were. Now that she knew what Caleb's wishes were, she remembered that she used to be TINY! Only five feet tall! In her new memories, she couldn't even remember being that short. She remembered gymnastics lessons, cheerleading, and being popular. 
	In her new memories she didn't remember being popular at all. Everyone made fun of her height, her ass, and her boobs. When they read the story of Paul Bunyan in second grade, everyone called her "Babe the Big Blue Cow," and the nickname stuck. She retreated into music. Her parents had her classically trained, but she discovered metal in middle school, when she took up with the goth kids. They made fun of her, but at least they accepted her, and she was able to make fun of them back. She died her hair black. She learned to play the electric bass, which felt like a ukulele in her hands. She wrote lyrics about rejection and worshipped Evanescence and Nightwish. The band she formed with her friends was a novelty because of the big titty goth girl singing in the tenor range. 
	In her memories of how things were before making her wishes, but before she knew what Caleb's wishes were, she had met Caleb when a goth friend of hers brought her to anime club. Turns out goth friends can play matchmaker, and he set them up together.
	In her newest memories of after her wish, her band played at a party for the football players and cheerleaders. During a break she was approached by one of the players, Caleb. She only knew his name because everyone knew the name of the burly football player with the huge junk. He said he liked her songs and he asked her out. Maybe he thought she couldn't see his teammates behind him failing to conceal their grins. She knew it had to be a prank. No one asked her out. Not even other goths. She told him she wasn't sure about it, but if he'd come to their next show, she'd think about it. 
	She was surprised when he did. He asked her out, and she said maybe if he came to the next show. Five times they played that dance, and finally she gave in. "Well," she thought, "if he wants a big titty goth girlfriend that badly, I'll give him the BIGGEST titty goth girlfriend he's ever had." She wore fishnet stockings, which she thought looked great on her 6' long legs, along with a short skirt and a corset she'd made herself which showed off three feet of cleavage to their first date. He took her to a buffet, and surprised her by eating just as much as she did. She had eight times the mass of a normal high schooler, but she guessed something had to fuel all those muscles of his. He had to walk through doorways sideways. He listened to her poetry and looked her in the eyes while he did, even though she knew his neck had to be straining from not looking at her cleavage. He kept asking her out, and the rest was history. 
	Paige realized with horror what had happened to their wishes. She had wished for him to be bigger down south, while he had wished for her to be bigger all over. The two wishes had been competing for the last five years! She realized that Caleb was trying to get her attention.
	"Paige? Paige, honey? What were your wishes?"
	She spoke softly. "You didn't fill me all the way up, so I wished you were big enough to fill me. I also wished that you were strong enough to carry me like a princess, because you used to be so skinny."
	As soon as she spoke, Caleb remembered every version of the past. He remembered being a skinny anime nerd and her being a cheerleader. He remembered being a buff jock and her being a cheerleader. He remembered being a buff jock and her being a big titty goth girlfriend. He had no memory of being a skinny anime nerd and her being a big titty goth girlfriend. He wasn't sure why, but he didn't want to think about it. All these memories were giving him a headache. 
	He realized what she had. "So, because you wished me bigger, and I wished you bigger, we just kept growing?"
	"...Yeah."
	"Paige, I am so, so, sorry. I screwed this up. If I'd wished for you to grow 'until I didn't hurt you' instead of 'until I know I don't hurt you,' you never would have grown, but I would have. Are you angry with me? If I recall, my wish cost you a bunch of friends in high school."
	Paige snorted. "Friends? Those cheerleaders were drama-seeking conniving backstabbers. I made better friends, which I still have, and I've got my music." Despite taking maternity breaks, her band, which was appropriately named "Biggest Titty Goth Girlfriend," or BTGG, had some modest international success. Haters claimed they only liked the tits, but fans praised the introspection of her lyrics and the uniqueness of what many believed was the deepest feminine voice in the world. Caleb appreciated both, but his favorite part was that he got to sleep with the lead singer (which made it hard to listen to without getting a boner).
	"So, you're not mad?"
	She thought about it. "My Life didn't turn out how I expected, but I love it. I've got a great husband, a house that fits me, my music, my poetry, and four energetic kids."
	"Yeah, they're great, aren't they?"
	"How about you? I'm the reason you need to wear a custom cup."
	He thought about it. "I don't know. Life's pretty good, but I'll tell you when I stop growing. Now that I know you're not hurting, you should stop growing, so this should give me a chance to catch up." A thought occurred to him. "I just remembered that I used to like anime, but haven't watched any since I became a jock. Do you...want to watch some anime?"
	Paige laughed and pulled up Netflix on their tv. "Sure, here's a show you might like, it's called "Seven Deadly Sins." It's got a giantess in it. I know you like them."
	Caleb laughed. "You've got me there."
	She scooted back against the headboard. "Want to get comfy?"
	Caleb snuggled in between her breasts, each arm on top of one. He didn't think any king had ever had a better throne. She gasped with pleasure as he wiggled in.

Epilogue: Seven Years After the Wishes

Caleb
	Caleb had no problems in his life. Everything was great. He was a star in the NFL as an offensive tackle. There were no linemen that could stand up to him, and he helped lead his team to victory in the Super Bowl. His dick had FINALLY stopped growing at 30", which he thought was a nice round number, it was two and a half feet, after all. It was 7" wide, and 17" flaccid. He had to wear a custom athletic cup which was almost the size of a volleyball. Paige showed him a picture of Henry VIII's armor, which had an oversized codpiece meant to intimidate his enemies, and said that his cup could serve the same purpose. He nodded his head and said "Henry VIII ain't got nothing on me!" 
	He had the biggest titty goth WIFE, who had just given birth to two boys this time, making three boys and three girls, total. He wondered if her giving birth to three sets of twins in a row was from one of their wishes, or an interaction between them, or just crazy coincidence. The new boys were 31" long at birth, as big as normal baby boys were at 15 months. The oldest girls were four years old, and approaching five and a half feet tall. That was taller than their mother had been before the wishes. The other two were somewhere in between, he couldn't keep track of how fast they were all growing. And all of them were becoming ripped. He wondered about the possibility of a family football team in the future. He'd have to consult with Paige, but she seemed to love having more kids. 

Paige
	Paige had no problems in her life. Everything was great. She was in a world-famous band, she had six beautiful children, and a loving husband who was BUILT and had a MASSIVE COCK that could finally fill her up! She was 10' 10" tall, the tallest person in history by almost two feet. Her husband’s second wish, which made her breast size relate to his dick size, combined with three huge pregnancies (of which delivery was the easiest part; her huge pussy made labor last less than an hour each) to make her unrestrained tits hang almost all the way to her knees. Thanks to the magic of the wandering shop, she had no back pain, no shoulder pain, no joint pain, and felt no strain from her breasts which would have doubled her weight if her ass weren't just as big. It stuck out behind her like a shelf, providing a counterweight to her chest. All told, she weighed 2,530 pounds. And her husband was still strong enough to carry her. 
	Right now, she was watching her husband flatten linebackers like they weren't there from a private viewing booth. After he won the game, they met up and went to the venue where Biggest Titty Goth Girlfriend was going to perform that night. To help their marriage, they arranged her tour schedule to match up with his game schedule. BTGG's latest album had gone platinum, and they were selling out arenas now. She got ready for the show, which involved pumping gallons of milk out of her tits. The pump always just teased her, so he "went up" on her to bring her the rest of the way. The rest of the band and security had learned to disregard the screams that came from her room. When the show was about to start, he joined the crowd, pushing through the pit to just in front of the stage. The lights dimmed, came back up on the band starting their opening notes until CA-CLACK! CA-CLACK! CA-CLACK! Footsteps sounded as Paige, or Ophelia, which was her stage name, came on stage in the world's largest high heeled boots. It was an awesome show.

	After the show, they returned to their penthouse hotel room and tucked the kids in, dismissed the nannies, and went to their room. 
	Paige ducked under the doorway and stood up. She liked this hotel for the high ceilings. They went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. While it warmed up, they undressed each other. Paige often thought that undressing Caleb was like undressing a doll. Except more muscley. His briefs came off last, letting his balls the size of her fists drop down to his knees, his almost foot and a half long flaccid dick resting on top. She couldn't help but feel him up after getting him undressed before slapping him on the butt, her one hand covering his whole ass. 
	"Yah!" he exclaimed. "Oh, you're going to get it, missy!" He reached over and grabbed one of her nipples through her bra, which were about head height for him, and squeezed.
	"Ooooh," she moaned and started biting her lip. His stupid wish made them so sensitive! "Don't get me started," she said. He reached up and undid the clasp for her black skirt, which fell on the ground. He pushed her up against the wall and started licking her clit through her panties. "Wait, wait, I told you to wait!" She lifted one of her boobs and dropped it on his head. Each of her boobs weighed over three hundred pounds. She didn't think she should have been able to lift it, but she attributed that to another gift from the magic. 
	"Oof," he grunted, and went to one knee. "So, this is how I die, smashed by a titty. Tell everyone that I died doing what I love." 
	She laughed and kneeled so he could unbutton her blouse. It was also black. She was still a goth at heart, but corsets were for performances and dates. Next, he stepped around her and climbed up on her ass, one foot on each cheek. Each cheek was two feet wide and stuck back another two feet. This wasn't strictly necessary, but they both enjoyed it. She stood up. 
	He grabbed both sides of her black bra strap. "Okay, three, two, one," he counted and then pulled both sides of the strap together and unhooking it. He had to pull against 300 pounds of boob on each side, making him possibly the only man on earth strong enough to perform this maneuver. The clasp came undone, and the largest tits in the world fell from where they were buoyed up above her hips so she could walk, to around her knees.
	"Oh, that's a relief!" she cried. 
	He squatted down and grabbed the hem of her enormous black panties. Then he jumped backwards and pulled the panties out and down as he did. She stepped out of them and he stepped back and got a good look at her. He'd seen her short, tall, skinny, hyper curvy, and she was so sexy every way. He saw a trickle coming out of a nipple and gave it a lick. 
	She shuddered. "I thought, I...umph...told you," she leaned to her right, letting her tits swing that direction, "not until we're clean!" She let them swing back, and hit Caleb's entire top half with 600 lbs of titty. It felt like getting tackled by an entire offensive line. Fortunately, his muscles shielded him and he was able to roll into the fall. 
	He came back up, hands out placatingly. "All right, you win." 
	They got in the shower. Or more accurately, Paige sat down in the executive sized shower (another reason they loved this hotel) and let the water wash over her. It had been a long and good day. Caleb grabbed one of the hand showers and moved it over her. Then he lathered up a scrub brush and scrubbed every inch of his wife's body. He refrained from making any "washing an elephant" jokes. That was only when he felt like being sat on. Which was only every couple of weeks. She lifted her boobs so he could get underneath, biting her lip when he got to the nipples. Then he washed and conditioned her hair, which came down to the small of her back. She did the same to him with the scrub brush, which gave her another chance to feel him up. 
	"Now who's starting early?" he asked, jokingly. She laughed and kissed him. 
	After the shower, she toweled him off, which took two towels for his bulk. Then he toweled her off, which took six towels for her bulk. She sat on a mat while he blow-dried her hair and combed it out before braiding it in the side pigtails she'd worn since her goth days. Something about the juxtaposition of a childish hairstyle on a woman so big was funny to her, but also turned him on. Finally, they brushed their teeth. 
	He grabbed her hand and guided her to the bedroom. Then he grabbed her nipples and pushed her boobs aside while she moaned. He grabbed her around her thicc thighs and pushed her up against the wall, face in her pussy. Her swollen lips were still huge in comparison to the rest of her, and stuck out like half a softball. She never did find out how he...learned...to...do...that...OMG...that...thing...with...his...OH...tongue! Another thing they liked about this hotel was its soundproof bedrooms. She was free to shriek as much as she wanted here, which she did freely. Though given the size of her vocal cords, a shriek from her sounded like a loud moan from smaller women. He ate her pussy like a starving man and she was starting to see stars. Her knees got weak and her legs collapsed, but the strongest man in the world gripped her tighter and braced her up against the wall. He wasn't done until she collapsed completely, which she soon did, her arms and boobs draping over his back.
	He effortlessly carried her over to the bed like a caveman returning with his hunt and threw her down on it. Well, beds. They had to join two California King mattresses together with custom sheets, which gave them a 7'x12' bed to work with. Caleb went first to her left breast and suckled from it. Sweet milk entered his mouth and poured down her gullet. He continued, licking between swallows, until he felt her shudder in orgasm. Then he went to the right breast and did the same. She was gasping and looking around like she was disoriented. She was ready. So was he; his 30" cock was achingly hard, precum dripping from the end. It stuck out from him at slightly higher than horizontal. He stepped on to the bed and walked up to his wife, looking down at her sweating, gasping form. He smiled. She may look down on everyone in real life and act the dominatrix on stage, but in the bedroom, he was in control. That was how they liked it. She wished for him to be strong, so he was going to be mighty (with her consent, of course). 
	He effortlessly lifted up her right leg, which was six feet long, extra thicc, and weighed about 350 pounds, and crouched down. He held her leg steady on his shoulder and used his left hand to guide his tip to her snatch. It was quivering and gushing. Out of curiosity, he rubbed his hand over his wet face and smelled it. It smelled like her. Perfect. He loved that smell. Sometimes he would tease her with just his cock head in until she begged, but he had just won a game, and was feeling victorious. With a grunt, he thrust himself forward, all the way in. She shrieked again and gripped the sheets, gushing her natural lubricant. He could feel her quivering in orgasm around him. Oh, she was READY tonight! 
	He started to pump back and forth with his mighty legs. He'd have liked to go faster, but there was a certain pace he was limited to because of the swinging of his enormous scrotum, which slapped against her ass like a thunderclap with each thrust. He saw her scrunch up her face in that way he had associated with pain for five years, and which he now knew was pleasure her mind was having trouble comprehending. He grinned and pumped harder. 
	It was incredible. His cock was so big growing up, that he had never been able to properly masturbate (at least not after Paige grew his cock from its original 11"). Now his dick was completely enclosed in the pussy of the woman he loved. He could feel her clenching and quivering along all 30" of cock. It felt like she was cumming every time he thrusted. She WAS ready tonight. That pushed him over the edge, and with one final push, he pushed himself against her and exploded inside her. He thought he was going to pass out, like every time. Either the sex was that good, or all his blood went to his dick. Either way it was magical. He felt himself pump inside of her for almost a minute before he gave one last gasp and collapsed on her. 
	He took a deep breath and pulled himself out. Roughly a pint of semen followed his cock head. He worried about the mattress for a moment, then decided that if the cleaning staff didn't put on the waterproof mattress cover like he'd instructed, that was on them. He crawled up, careful not to put his knee on his cock (again), and collapsed on top of her right boob, which was bigger than him. His weight caused some milk to trickle out. (see above regarding the mattress cover)
	Laying on her boob reminded him of the original prom night, when she had laid on top of HIM. She hadn't been able to tuck up under his arm in years, and never in this, was it a parallel dimension? After they both caught their breath, he asked her "do you remember that first night we made love?"
	"Which one?" she answered. "I remember when I was small and you were skinny, and I remember when I was tall and you were strong." Not to mention so many other variants that were fading with time.
	"The first one. Afterwards, you were small enough to lie on my shoulder. Would you ever go back to that, if you could? You could live a more normal life. Sure, I didn't fill you, but I could still make you scream." 
	She smiled. "I don't think so. We made the world weirder, for sure, but I think I became better. Being weird helped me see who people really were. It introduced me to music, and poetry, and writing, and art. I was just a vapid, shallow cheerleader. Now I'm a superstar. How about you?"
	He took a breath. "I've been thinking a lot about it, since we confessed our wishes to each other two years ago."
	"Was it really two years?"
	"It was. And I know, feels like yesterday. Anyways, back then I didn't have any ambitions in life. I was a nerd, but not even one of the smart ones. All I had going for me was my height and my dick that no girl even wanted, until you." He cupped her cheek. "You gave me a gift. I don't really care about football or being a star. All I want in life is enough money to support you and the kids. And we have that. We'll never want for anything, and that's all I want."
	She pulled his face up to hers and kissed him. "There's a billion girls in the world tucked under their boys' arms. How many get to hold their guys like this?"
	He put his head down on her chest, his body between her torso and her boob. "It's nice, I'll admit, but you should probably clean off in the bathroom before we go to sleep." 
	"I know," she replied, "but I want to enjoy this for a moment. Just a moment. Just a..." she trailed off. 

	The old man put the crystal glass back in its box. That young couple would be sticky in the morning, but they were happy, and would continue to be happy. Their positive emotions would continue to feed his magic. There were a lot of wandering shops owners who found it easy to give people what they wanted, but not what they needed, and fed on the chaos produced. He found it a much more fulfilling challenge to give people what they needed, but didn't think they wanted. He considered that a steadier power source. He grabbed a broom and started to sweep, wondering what he would sell his next customer. 

The End.

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Author's Note
Thanks for reading! This story turned out a lot longer than my last one, and a lot longer than I thought it was going to be. Over 12,000 words! I expected all five years to be as long as one of these chapters, but then details kept popping up. I owe a lot of influence to previous magic shop stories, like the Spells R Us series, The Goddess Fun Shop, Madame Materia, and HellMart. I thought I'd try my own dip into the genre. It's such a fun way to kick off a story. Thanks for everyone's positive reviews of my last story, "The Shortstack Girlfriend Genie," as well.

Yes, Paige is named after the "Paige, No!" meme. I'm not sure where I pulled Caleb from, though I have been watching a lot of Critical Role season 2 videos lately.

I hope you liked this story. I spent the first three days of the new semester writing it instead of doing my homework, so you'd better appreciate it. If you liked, it, please leave me a review on overflowingbra.com. If you didn't like it, please tell me how to improve on overflowingbra.com.

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