&nbsp; &nbsp;I knew my wife was cheating on me, I just couldn&#8217;t prove it. It&#8217;s not easy catching a witch in the act with all the magic at her disposal. So I decided to beat her at her own game, raiding her spellbook for a spell that would allow me to spy on her.<br /> While she sleeps, I read the spell, one hand on her chest. In a flash, I vanish, my flesh dwindling and being siphoned into her body. She stirs as I take the place of her breasts, swelling them spectacularly. It worked! For the next 24 hours, I have a front row seat to whatever she gets up to.<br /> In the morning, she wakes. It makes me horribly seasick as she goes about the house topless, my entire being sloshing on her chest. She showers, humming happily as she soaps me. It surprises me she hasn&#8217;t noticed the three cup sizes she&#8217;s grown overnight.<br /> Drying herself off, she stands before the mirror for a long time, a sly smirk on her face as she stares at her breasts. Her fingertips make slow circles around the nipples through which my vision is located. She reaches for her phone and texts someone. A moment later, my vision is plunged into darkness as she slips me into a bra.<br /> When the bra is removed, a rough, masculine hand grabs me, squeezing and manipulating one half of me, while she caresses the right half of me. I stare up in horror and rage at my brother fondling my wife&#8217;s chest.<br /> &#8220;He&#8217;s really in there?&#8221; he asks her.<br /> &#8220;He fell for it, just like I knew he would. I made sure to leave my spellbook open on the right page.&#8221;<br /> &#8220;He looks incredible. Twenty four hours?&#8221;<br /> &#8220;That&#8217;s right,&#8221; she giggles, pulling his mouth to hers in a deep kiss. &#8220;So do you want to read the permanency spell or should I?&#8221;