He was really surprised to learn he didn't always have breasts. Jon thought for a moment. He thought about when he was eleven and his mom had come to tell him she had bought him a training bra. He was so happy, because it ment he was growing breasts, and ever since then, hes wanted bigger breasts, in fact, all the boys at school couldn't wait until they had full D-cup breasts. Thats what every guy he knew wanted, and sure enough, most of them did get them. Jon himself was a DD, his little brother, Mikey, was only a C-cup, but he was only 14. Jon took a quick look around his room before karen arrived, and found all the evidence to point to him always having breasts. There were Bras, Bikini tops, tank tops, pictures dating back for years of his developing body.
When Karen arrived, she walked right into his room, and found him sitting on his bed and groping himself. She smiled slightly, thinking about how ever since he wore his first training bra how he has wanted big breasts, and how as they got bigger, how happy it made him. Many times she would come over to his house and found him playing with his boobs. Karen, in fact, thought he looked quite sexy with his breasts, and she wished she could just get up enough courage to ask him out allready. Shes wanted to for years now, but she was too scared of rejection, he was her best friend, she couldn't live with it if he didn't feel the same way about her. But seeing him there touching them again, just made her want him even more.
"Whats up Jon?" Karen said calmly as she sat down on his bed. Jon looked up, guiltily.
"I think I've done something really bad." he said.
"Did you use the rock, Jon?" Karen asked, a hint of worry in her voice.
"Y-yes..." came his sad reply.
"Jon, what did you do?" Karen asked more worried. "You know after that stupid wish I made the other day how things can go wrong with wishes, they can't be undone!"
"Karen... this wasn't like that... I think..."Jon said, his assuradness ebbing.
"Just tell me what you did." Karen demanded.
"Well, Karen, I wished that other people could share in the wishes..." he started. "And I wished that the old well in the park, was a real wishing well that granted wishes..."
"Oh, GOD Jon!" Karen spat. "Why would you do that?"
"Well, karen..." but she cut him off.
"Jon! Remeber when you first got that rock, and I made that stupid wish.... and got these?" Karen said pointing to her breasts. "And now I'm the only Girl in town with Breasts... luckily the stone made it seem like I'm supposed to have tits, but isn't that reason enough not to trust people with wishes, if they aren't prepaired for the consequences?"
"Karen...." Jon pleaded..." I have a list of all the wishes made at the well... just look." he said handing the pad to her. Karen looked down the list, and then she saw it...
"What the hell have you done, Jon?!"
