"Karyn! What have you done! You explicitly wished I was a bra! I'm going to be stuck like this forever now! Before I only had to 'help support' you!"
"Oh. Sorry about that. My bad," she said.
"Your bad? You ruined my life!"
"I don't know what to say! I screwed up but I don't think I can do much about it now."
When we were back at her home, we discussed the possibilities remaining for Jon.
"I could wish for you to not just be a bra but also the most indestructible and comfortable pair of panties in the world."
"How does that help?"
"I would wear you, always, Jon. And I'd be showing you my everything. You're my best friend."
"Wow. That was, more touching than I was expecting."
"I'm sorry Jon."
"That sounded more genuine than 'my bad'."
"What if I changed you into a shapeshifting bra that can cover my whole body like body armor and control my body's movement if necessary?"
"That's, wow, that's actually sounding pretty tempting. You'd actually do that? Leave yourself open like that?"
"No."
"Fuck you, Karyn."
"I know a certain bra that's going to be donated to goodwill!"
"What?! No! No, please!"
"I was joking."
"Bad. Bad. NOT cool Karyn. I'm in despair and you're rubbing it in."
"The real answer is yes, I would do that. But I think we can do better."
"Ok. I'm all ears. Actually I'm all cotton. Actually I don't know what material I'm made out of."
"I think you're some kind of carbon composite, actually. Possibly carbon nanotubes."
"I noticed I was a black bra since I can see parts of myself. That's pretty sexy. But what's your idea."
"Watch this. I wish you were a shapeshifting bra, that could change shape into anything at will, even your former self. But that your shapeshifting would be at the mercy of my command, in other words you have to shapeshift into anything I tell you to shapeshift into and you can't override it with your own will until I release you from the command."
"What the hell was that for!" Jon said in horror. "It was perfect until you ENSLAVED me!"
"I'm not going to abuse it. I just think it's cute and I want to be close to you. Try changing back to your original self."
Jon did. He popped off her chest and spilled onto the floor of her bedroom, naked.
"I'm back!"
"Correction," she said, looking away out of courtesy. "You're still a bra. You just have assumed human form."
"A technicality rooted in nonsense. You completely solved the problem with your goofy lateral thinking."
"And you'll be happy to know that unless I miss my guess, you're still indestructible. Or at least more indestructible than any other bra on the planet. I could wish you to be completely indestructible, or at least more indestructible. So there's pretty much no downside. to being a bra, even if only as a technicality. Become a bra again, physically." she said. "But also lace panties."
"Wha..." he started. Poof. "What was that for?"
She put him on, both parts. "I'm bonding with my best friend. Do you have any objections?"
"None," he said.
"You have my permission to look all you want, by the way. Consider that payback for technically putting you completely at my mercy. Do you like the view?"
"I love you Karyn. If I had a heart at the moment, I'm sure it would have skipped half a dozen beats."
"I love you too babe," she said.
Though uncertain at first, it was not long before Jon couldn't get enough of it. He insisted on staying as her bra and panties just a little longer, each time Karyn offered to rescind her control and let him change back. This was over the next few days. But by the end of it, Karyn was had a change of heart and never let him use his shapeshifting powers again. She was never going to let him get away or be human again. He was going to be her bra and panties forever. Little did she know, he wouldn't have done anything about that if he could. Not quite what his mother envisioned for his future, but Jon was completely smitten by her and loved it, as well as the view. Karyn felt the same way, and enjoyed giving Jon the view. Jon remained Karyn's best friend and confidant over the years. Fortunately, the stone allowed her to halt the aging process easily, so the view she gave Jon never deteriorated in any way. You wouldn't be wrong to call them lovers. The nights they would stay up talking to each other, the songs they would sing to each other to comfort and calm each other. The two have never been happier. Jon was the happiest bra and panties ever.
