Michelle laughed and stared at the way her new breasts sagged. Bringing them together, she couldn’t help but moan quietly to herself while looking at herself from the side. Everything about her new body felt incredible.
She looked at the corner of the mirror and saw her granddaughter, Kaylee, crying in her shriveled body. Her old body was over a hundred years old, and she was strapped to a wheelchair while she helplessly watched her grandmother flaunt her young body around.
“I’ll admit, I was getting really scared,” Michelle said. “Your mom, your aunts, and your older sister never willingly tried to use my magical spell book to get revenge. Their souls never darkened enough. But, because you decided to use it to get boys like the little slut that you are...” She brought her hands up to her large breasts and lightly squeezed them. “...Your soul darkened just enough for me to whisper my little spell.”
“Grandmother, please,” Kaylee cried. “I can help you get another body. It doesn’t have to be me.”
“Oh, but it does,” the witch cooed. “My body swap spell only works on family members. Now, if you don’t mind, could you please quiet down while I explore the rest of my new body? If you don’t shut up, I’ll do more than just switch bodies with you.”