Karyn followed the sounds of sobs and grunting to J.J's room. She stopped dead in her tracks when she stepped through the door. There was a sight to behold. J.J. (Jon) had his top and bra up around his neck, a fake boob in each hand, tugging furiously at the silicone breast forms. He looked like a girl in the grip of one one the worst cases of sexual frustration that Karyn had ever seen. She chuckled to herself upon seeing J.J. in this position until she realized that J.J. was now sobbing uncontrolably.
"J.J. Calm down. I'll help you, Hon," she said loudly as she went to his side.
"Just get rid of these," he said, still holding the brest forms attached to his chest, tears now flowing freely down his cheeks!
Karyn knew enough about the adhesive use to secure the forms to his chest to realize that she would need to return to her house and get the adhesive remover. Now, we know that the smart thing to do would be to do just that and the next best thing would be to use the stone to wish the tube of adhesive to her. We know that, as Karyn probably knew that, but in the heat of the moment, some things just seem to go haywire. Yes, you are way ahead of me, she picked up the stone and made a wish.
"I wish J.J. didn't have the fake boobs on his chest anymore and would calm down."
Now, the word in that wish that the outcome hinges on is "fake". That's right, J.J. calmed down alright. In fact, he got a very shocked look on his face as he felt his hands holding his own fleshy mounds instead of the silicone fakes. He released them as though they had suddenly grown very hot in his grasp. He looked down at the two beautifully formed brests and then up at Karyn. His mouth was moving, but nothing was coming out.
"Are you alright J.J?"
"What have you done to me," asked J.J. calmly after finding his voice. "I have boobs, real boobs. Not fakes, not phoney, real."
As he spoke, to emphasize his statement, he hefted a breast in each of his hands, but in doing so, brushed his nipples with his fingers. This sent waves of pleasure to the sensual nerve centers of J.J's brain. He began stroking his very sensitive nipples as his voice trailed off.
"Real boobs, firm, round, smooth, so sexy......so beautiful........."
"J.J. Stop that right now."
"I can't help it Karyn. These feel so great. It's fantastic," he said as he continued to stroke his breasts.
Of course Karyn, in the excitement, forgot that she was holding the stone and said, "I wish you would stop playing with your breasts, though."
J.J. stopped handling his breasts and stood for a moment, staring at Karyn. She realized that she'd been holding the stone when she made the last wish. J.J. then stepped to within a foot of her and took hold of her hands, forcing her to drop the stone. He place her hands on his breasts and squeezed her fingers so that Karyn's hands were stimulating him. Karyn became so engrossed in what was going on that when J.J. dropped his hands from hers, she continued to rub his beautiful breasts. Karyn could not think straight at all. She felt the temperature of the room rise a few degrees, or maybe it was her temp that was going up. There was a knock on the door, followed by J.J's mother's voice.
"Come back down stairs you two. I've fixed some sandwiches for us girls so we can chat."
Karyn and J.J. both looked at the door, then back to each other.
"We'd better go down before she gets suspicious," said Karyn, not letting go of J.J's breasts.
