"Now Jon, I wish you will fall asleep, forget I was here, and that this stone will disappear for the time you have your breasts."
Jon woke up. He felt that pain in his chest again.
"Errff... God, I hate these boobs. Why did I have to be more feminine than the other guys and grow them..."
Jon grabs his shirt, now changed to shape his chest and uses the same bra. He grabs his boxers and jeans and then his jacket. Then he heads outside after making a piece of toast to eat. His breasts felt weird and alien to him, as if they weren't supposed to be there. Then he walked to the bus stop...
