(Borrowed the beginning from a sister episode.)
Holding the stone, Sarah looked straight down her chest. Jon could feel her threatening gaze somehow. It was somehow familiar a sensation to him strangely, as if his own body was staring him down. But no, this wasn't his body, but he was part of another.
"I wish Jon was a bra again, and not my breasts!".
Naturally, nothing happened. Jon felt a slight smug satisfaction.
"How do I fix this?!"
Jon didn't feel inclined to answer her, his thoughts drifting back to Karyn and his worry for her.
"I wish Jon would tell me how to reverse wishes!" she said, panicked.
Jon would have sighed.
"I told you before, they can't be reversed directly." to his mild surprise, Jon found his internal voice was sounding more and more like Sarah's. "You can change the situation around a wish, but were stuck. And if we don't hurry, Karyn'll be shipped off to some museum and... ugh oh."
Sarah's expression went from panicked to the predatory smile Jon knew all too well. This could not end well.
"So... all I have to do is make it so you're actually my boobs. Then I won't have to deal with you ever again? I hope you enjoy the view, Jon, you won't be telling anyone about it. I wish you only can talk if I address you first."
She did a coy pose for her own chest.
"And since a popular girl like me doesn't do crazy things like talk to her own breasts, you can't do anything to stop me from what comes next! You'll BE my breasts, and you have no choice in the matter!"
Jon fell into stunned, frightened silence. Very slowly he was beginning to realize the full extent of his situation... He now was a freaking piece of anatomy. Not only that, but he was Sarah McMillan's boobs. His consciousness now resided within two sacks of fatty tissue stuck to her chest, which's only function in the foreseeable future was (he'd have gulped if he had a throat) turning on men.
And the worse part was, Jon didn't see anything he could do for this to end.
"Actually, now thinking about it" Sarah went on. "you should be probably glad you ended up where you did! I know most guys would do anything to be so in touch with my chest!"
"That's ridiculous!" Jon wanted to protest. "One thing is to want to play with boobs but BEING them is completely another! Literally the only thing I can do now is to feel myself wobble and try make sense of what is it that my nipples experience against your clothing!"
Sarah however didn't react to that at all, which to Jon was just a confirmation that her previous wish worked. She didn't address him first and so anything he 'said' did not reach her. He was left to himself.
"Yeah, I bet you are actually secretly enjoying this!" Jon felt pressure from below as Sarah cupped him playfully. "For the rest of your life you won't have to make any difficult decisions, you won't have to work or deal with heartbreaks... You'll have a comfortable life, being my girls. I kinda wish you didn't have it so easy!"
There was a brief pause on her side and Jon knew something was wrong as he felt a dull ache spread though his body. Somewhere alongside that dull ache there was a gentle throb too. It wasn't like anything he felt before.
"What the?.. That fucking stone!" Sarah dropped it to the ground as soon as she realized she's unwittingly activated it.
Jon felt pressure from the front as two hands pressed on him, gently feeling his volume. It definitely didn't help with the ache.
"Are you kidding me?!" Sarah sounded surprised and even slightly angry. "That feels just like..."
"Feel just like what?!" Jon screamed inside. What did she mean? He could only hope it wasn't anything as nasty as... cancer?
Jon felt Sarah's hands let go, letting his weight settle down wobbling gently (he could feel the tension he put on her pecs again). Then the perspective shifted for him and more wobble followed in, what he imagined, was Sarah reaching down for the stone she dropped just a moment ago.
"I wish I knew exactly what my last wish have caused."
There was a brief pause again, but not for long before Sarah finally decided to address Jon directly.
"Jon did you feel anything after my previous wish?"
"Y-y-yess?" Jon wasn't sure if she'd hear him, even though she clearly addressed him this time. "It's like an ache. And a throbb. It's quite uncomfortable."
"Well, you better get used to it. At least for the next few weeks, maybe months." she sounded more annoyed than anything.
"Wha-what do you mean?" Jon needed to know what this was. He knew already that he wasn't in a great position but it sounded like it wasn't exactly going to improve.
Sarah took a deep breath.
"Well it seems that..."
