"Oh my God!!! I can't believe you'd do something like this to me!" Jon complained, sounding a little whiney as well. He tries to pull his shirt back down over his moist nipples, but gives up as dark spots blot up the milk that is now steadily forming from his full, thick nipples. "I can't even wear a shirt without leaking!"
Still grinning in amusement, Karyn stroked her hand over Jon's shoulder. "Oh, it won't be so bad. From what I hear, most women find breastfeeding very pleasurable and fulfilling, and that's just from feeding one baby! Imagine how you will feel feeding twenty different people!"
Jon started getting angrier from her lighthearted teasing. "That isn't the same! You know that! I'm not a girl, and I have no attachment to whoever you wished me to feed! And don't make any crazy wish to make me attached to them! You've done enough! As it is I won't even be able to get home with these melons!"
"Calm down Jonnie, you are getting too uptight! I think you just need to be better prepared for your job!" Karyn holds the stone again. "I wish..."
"No!" Jon cries as her races forward (clumsily now) to grab the stone, but Karyn holds onto it and finishes the wish to keep Jon away.
"... that Jon would stay at least five feet from the rock until I tell him otherwise."
After the brief glow, Jon suddenly dashes away from Karyn and the stone. "Awww come on Karyn!!" he complains.
"Silly boy, I'm going to help you now! First, I wish that Jon was always properly dressed for his new job."
Both of them had to look away as Jon muttered his complaints about hasty wishes, but then both stared at the change in his attire. Karyn giggled softly and walked closer as Jon's wet shirt changed into a perfectly fitting peach colored G cup nursing bra with removable velcro panels. A stretchy lime green spaghetti strapped top pours over his arms and clings to his body like a glittery skin on top of the bra. Both sets of straps are visible on his bare shoulders and the creamy tops of his full round breasts aren't covered at all. Both Jon and Karyn stare at the deep cleavage Jon is showing for a few silent moments.
"Ahh!", Jon gasps. "Un-wish that! This outfit will cause traffic accidents! And I have a feeling all my tops err, shirts at home have changed as well!"
"You know I can't do that Jon, I'm sorry, but actually, I think you look fabulous!"
"Fabulous like a freak!"
"Oh, you are just being difficult now. OK, I wish "
