"Ya know, Sarah," Karyn said, "I wish I could stuff you somewhere." As soon as the words were spoken, she felt the rock resting between her breasts grow warm, and she had to turn away from the girl in front of her. "Oops," she said, raising her hand to her chest.
"Oops?" she heard Jon repeat. "What do you mean 'oops'? What did you do, Karyn?"
"I'm sorry, Jon," Karyn told him. "It was an accident. She just pissed me off with that 'stuffing my bra' comment. I spoke without thinking."
"Okay," Jon replied. "Okay. Just tell me what happened."
Karyn turned to look where the other girl had been standing. "Uh-oh," Karyn said. "Looks like the rock did something to Sarah. Her clothes are here, but she's not in them."
"Are you sure?"
"Well, I don't see her," Karyn answered, bending down. "Let me see if I can find anything in..." She stopped as she pulled something out of the pile of clothes. "Well, would you look at this," she said, a touch of laughter in her voice.
"What?" Jon asked, a bit frantic.
"You know something, Jon," Karyn said, standing back up. "That rock of yours doesn't handle non-specific wishes very well."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, think about it. You wished that you could help me support my new boobs, and it turned you into a bra. And I just wished that I could stuff Sarah somewhere. And now, I can. You should see her, Jon. The rock turned her into...
