The mage of bad shapes

Ahh, that mage can fix me, you decide. You go over. Just as you get there, however, you feel your clothes shrink down to a string bikini, and soon you feel your breasts begin to inflate to what you can only guess is DD cup. Soon after, you feel your butt inflate, not as much as your breasts, but enough to look seductive, yet too large to run with at any great speed. Mind you, with your enormous breasts, you can only walk at a very slow pace.

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