Nate was exhausted and not in the right state of mind to even care whether the 30 dollars he held in his hand was supernaturally procured or not. He just threw them down next to his cubbard, and face-planted himself on his bed. Sleep captured him in seconds; his light snoring sounding throughout his room.
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Downstairs, sitting alone, Nate's mother, Lynda was also exhausted. She had had a rough day. She was glad that Nate had organised his own birthday party, for she had been stumped today. She would promise to make it up to him later this weekend, for not being there.
You see, Lynda was a widow. Her husband Mike, having passed away 3 months previously. What was truly traumatizing about his death was that Mike's Life-Insurance policy had been rejected by the scumbag Insurance company for which he had faithfully paid out every month without a missed payment for the last 6 years. And now his family for whom he'd loved and cared stood on the brink of poverty.
Lynda was forced to toil away daily at her sweatshop job in order to keep the Wilson family afloat. She just managed to make enough in order to keep her 3 children from starvation. Nate(16), Erin(13) and Nicole(11) had been very supportive and responsible. They had helped cleaning around the house, made food for her every night when she came back drained and had been a great pillar of support to her the last few harrowing months.
But a cloud of doom loomed over the household: Lynda was pregnant. Heavily so. And her douchebag employer had refused her maternity leave. If she didn't arrive for work, she would not get paid. Lynda was already 3 weeks past the legal date by which pregnancy was allowed at work, yet if she stopped the rest of her children would starve. She had cried many nights in desperation. Knowing at some point she would cease to be capable to work in her state. She didn't know what to do when the time arrived.
So she just sat and caressed her swollen belly, talking softly to her unborn infant. Hoping for a miracle. Next to her on the kitchen table still stood the candy container where Nate had left it. Feeling understandably depressed she groped for it and undid the lid.
She began to munch on them, oblivious to their implications or applications.
She regretted that Nate had taken a part time job as a pizza delivery boy just so he could get some extra income for the family. She felt guilty. He had worked hard the last quarter. He was steadfast and had told Lynda many times he wished he could have taken the burden from her back. Erin and Nicole had both been there as well, but she was always especially comforted by Nate, since as he was a miniature version of his father, Lynda found great comfort in his childishly determined words, for Lynda missed her spouse greatly.
Suddenly Lynda broke into tears like so many times before: "Oh Nate! How I wished you really could have taken the burden from my back..." she sniffed, wiping her eyes.
Lynda had been chewing one of the magical sweets at the time she said this. And as she vocalized her desire, its powerful magic took effect. A crash of lightning and a flash of light, made Lynda sit upright with fright. She almost had a heart attack, believing a gun had been fired.
What happened next made Lynda more fearful than she had been in her entire life. Her breasts shrank, from her milk-filled state to her normal less proportioned size. Then her pot-belly diminished, restricted and started to disappear. Lynda screamed, clutching her stomach, which grew smaller and smaller. She was convinced her unborn child was being taken to oblivion and wailed: "No! No! Please! God no! No please! I shan't ever complain again!" The poor woman was petrified she was being punished for talking out of turn.
Once all proof of her pregnancy disappeared into obscurity, Lynda collapsed to the floor and wept. She was now in body exactly as she had been before her pregnancy, her maternity dress falling loosely in front of her.
Suddenly a stream of light escaped her open mouth, and formed a spinning streak like a flying firework. It orbited Lynda a few times, then shot upstairs. Without understanding why, Lynda dashed after it, tears trailing her wake.
The light streak entered Nate's room, and Lynda followed suite. There she saw her son lying chest up and bare-chested on his bed, fast asleep, the light-streak hovering over him, before entering his mouth.
Like a snake going in headfirst into its underground bunker, the light-streak took 3 seconds before its entire trailing tail followed suit.
Lynda looked at her son, unsure what to do.
Next, Lynda almost fainted, experiencing something equally as frightening as before.
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Nate woke up in fright, seeing the light-streak enter him. He closed his mouth, but it kept entering him through the nose and ears. He couldn't actually feel it, for it was like gas. He saw his mother looking at him from his doorframe, she was scared; this in turn caused him to be scared.
What happened next, happened fast: Nate's chest was bare so he could see things on it change. His areolas grew broader and darkened ; the nipples on top of them started jutting out like screws. The flesh behind his nipples felt swollen, and as he looked they inflated outwards, like 2 balloons slowly being filled with water. Similar to 2 missiles being raised from their silos, Nate gradually grew breasts. Large ones too. Nate could but gape in shock.
But it didn't end there, oh no. His stomach started expanding as well. Like a rubber tube being slowly inflated, his belly increased in size, breath by breath. His hips flared a bit outward to accomodate this enlarged gut. And below his enlarging gut, Nate could feel something shrink inside of his boxers. He lifted the hem to see his one-eyed member decrease into the empty invertedness of womanhood. The scrotum formed the labia and external nether lips.
Nate's face turned as white as a sheet, his blood draining.
Finally as Nate lay there on his bed, his transformation stopped. He looked down at himself with utter horror. His chest sported 2 nude pert G-Cup sized bosoms, and his lower waist a heavily pregnant pot-belly. Below that, at least mercifully hidden within the exceedingly tightly restrained boxers, he could feel his nether lips constrained. Nate tried to sat up, his huge watermelons bouncing across his chest. He couldn't sit up any farther, his pot-belly preventing further angling.
He looked a queer sight. He still had his face and arms and legs and almost everything. But it was as if someone superglued a sizable pair of orbs on his chest, larger hips around his sides, and a movie pregnancy set-piece onto his lower midriff: only this pot-belly was real, organic, alive. It looked strange on his slight 16-year old frame.
Nate then hiccuped and a flash brought the light-streak back out. The streak settled in the middle of the room, morphing into something solid. It was a grandly carved wooden signbord.
On it stated: Greetings from the creators of product #1256: Candies of Change!
Number of units utilised: 1/100
Most recent wish made: "Oh Nate! How I wished you really could have taken the burden from my back..." Lynda Wilson at 6:37 pm, Wilson residence, kitchen
Most recent wish effectiveness: Limited. Please specify wishes in minute detail. Vague wishes may lead to undesired consequences.
Most recent wish result: Burden being assumed pregnancy is shifted to son; son is equipped with full utilities required to raise child; includes breasts and womb.
WARNING: Product #1256 cannot create or destroy life. Pregnancies cannot be unmade, only shifted.
Both Nate and Lynda stared at one another, then screamed. Their terrified screams mingled into the cold, silent night air, shuddering through the house.
(How's that Sentinel?)
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