"I wish Karyn would continue watching Jon until say so."
Karyn stared off into the distance.
Pete whispered into the rock again.
"I wish Karyn was 21 year old hottie."
Karyn's legs grew and her body became a bit more shapely.
He whispered into the rock again.
"I wish Karyn's body was overly sensitive to sexual stimulation."
A cool breeze blew down the street and as Karyn watched Jon with confusion, she found that the breeze against her bare legs felt incredibly good.
He whispered into the rock again.
"I wish Karyn was wearing a tight white tank top, a sexy skirt, and some black flipflops."
Karyn's wardroobe morphed before his very eyes. She looked beautiful. Sexy yet down to earth. The bright white straps of her tank top cut into her tanned shoulders.
He whispered into the rock again.
"I wish Karyn...
