Jon could stare at awe at the sight before him and certainly couldn't keep it all in his arms for long. Making a hasty retreat from Sarah's tyranny, Jon slipped into an empty classroom and set Karyn down on a lab table. He could barely even see her 12" body, trapped behind two beachball sized orbs. Once the incredible wish-heightened pleasure of having her breasts touched subsided, Jon leaned down and tried to talk to his tiny friend, covered head to toe in tiny sweat.
"Fuck," said Karyn with a high-pitched, out-of-breath squeal, "I'm stuck like this!"
"No you're not!" shouted Jon, unsure himself if she really was or not, "I just need to get the rock back. There has to be a way to fix this."
