Sally watched as the streak of light passed overhead, idly resting a hand on her nearly flat chest and heaved a deep sigh.

I wish I had some real impressive breasts, she thought to herself. Not these tiny little bumps I've been stuck with since puberty.

Time seemed to stand still, the ticking of the clock in the room behind her slowed to a dull plodding clunk.... clunk... clunk. As Sally's breath was pulled in her small mounds began toi expand, growing from bumps to proper breasts over what might have been minutes or seconds depending on how time was counted.

As the first breath whooshed back out of her lungs the impressive rack remained, just barely more than a handful and approaching the size of some of the more modest models of the kingdom. And it wasn't just her chest, her once tight and toned rear expanded too, growing soft and bouncy, the sort that would give a faint jiggle with her every step. But that was only the start.

Sally's next breath doubled, then tripled the size of her breasts, the twin orbs surpassing basketballs, surpassing what someone might call even the most heavily 'upgraded' of professional brothel workers. Her rear end was looking more pillow-like as her thighs joined in, spreading her legs slightly as they fought for room. And still she grew.

By the end of Sally's third breath it was clear she would never touch the tips of her breasts with her own hands again. The enormous bags of fatty breast flesh sagged out to press above and below the railing of the balcony. She might have been in danger of going over had the shelf of her behind now larger than a pair of prize pumpkins kept her counter-balanced.

The process might actually have continued further, but at last the lingering shooting star vanished over the horizon and the ticking of the clock returned to normal speed. Sally heaved a sigh, and stroked the top of her breast gently.

"If only stars really could grant wishes," she smiled wistfully as she slowly pulled back from the balcony, letting her enormous breasts fall against her front. As she turned her eyes fell on the numerous shadowy kills that dotted the kingdom.

All bigger than houses and always in pairs.

Her keen eyes spotted Antoine climbing a nearby pair that had to be close to close to fifty feet tall. Likely intend on giving Bunny a pleasant night, Sally reasoned.

She turned for the door of the balcony, stroking her own "small" breasts and sighed.

"Maybe one day..."

Amazing

Well. It worked on me for sure. lol X3

Sonic won't be running away from all that thicc she wished for and bet amy would get jealous about it

Nice of the star to not turn her into a chilidog.