“So fascinating...does this really change reality?” She decided to test it. She was the school's smartest student and if anyone could figure out what this device did, it was her!
Chelsea looked in a mirror as she thought about what she wanted to change. She had never cared too much about her appearance. At 5'8”, straight blonde hair, and b-cups, she was definitely cute but nothing compared to the cheerleaders. Assuming they always looked like that, she thought. No, the thing Chelsea took most pride in was her mind. She was the classic teacher's pet, never having time for anything outside of studies and even asking for extra homework. Her almost genius-level intellect and snobby personality made her unpopular in the school's hierarchy, but she didn't care. I'm above them. And now I have something that I can really change things with. I'm just glad it's me and not some idiot at this school who found it! With a smile, Chelsea brought the dictaphone to her lips. “I wish I was twice as smart! And that reality isn't changed!” What better way to show her superiority than by surprising her school? She giggled with glee as she felt some pressure in her forehead—as if her brain was stretching her cranium—and found everything to be so...simple. Chelsea looked in the mirror again and felt her smile widen. Her head actually looked slightly deformed. Her forehead was bigger than before. It just looked...off. But Chelsea saw no problem with it at all. She knew that it was a symbol of her intellect. Panting in a weird kind of arousal, she felt the urge to use the dictaphone again. Chelsea ran through all the potential consequences in her mind in order to make the perfect wish—which took her two seconds. Holding down the button again, she half-moaned, “I wish my brain would expand when people realize how superior I am to them so that I can get even smarter!” Chelsea giggled in pure joy as she felt a pleasurable feeling wash over her slightly bigger head. She just had to try out this wish!
Chelsea sat in her next class: economics. She eagerly sat through the lesson, absorbing all of the knowledge effortlessly. She had read through the entire textbook already and memorized every page. But this wasn't enough. She had to try out this wish! So when the teacher asked a question that even he seemed bored by, Chelsea shot her hand up. “*Some ridiculously advanced economic theory that I don't give enough fucks to even pretend to know for story purposes*” By the time she was done, Chelsea knew the class was stunned. The teacher was speechless as he tried to come up with a response and eventually mumbled something out and continued with the lesson. In reality, the class was bored out of their minds but Chelsea's lack of social skills and inflated self-importance had given her the idea that her wish was being fulfilled—and that was enough for the generous dictaphone. Chelsea gripped the front of her desk as the pleasurable feeling bubbled in her head and brain. Licking her lips, she had to hold back a moan as she felt her head surge with growth. Her forehead was becoming massive and her hairline was receding. Massive veins were appearing along her enlarged cranium and it was all Chelsea could do to not moan in pleasure. When the transformation finally finished, Chelsea's head was ten times the size it used to be. And with that size came more intelligence, which she absolutely loved. Her ego grew as her head swelled further from all the confused stares her classmates were giving her (her, of course, interpreting them as looks of awe).
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