Jon knew he was close, he could feel it! It really didn't feel all that strange, but at the top of his mind he knew that it should have, that... well, the whole situation was simply strange and should never have been possible.
And then a thought occured to him. Now, it's been said that when the male mind is close to climax there is next to no thought at all in his brain, that all that matters is climax. Well, for some this may be true, but Jon's poor, abused brain was simply flying around the room, and one thing overrode his fascination with the feelings coming from the crotch, 'What would happen to Karyn?'
Suddenly stopping, Jon took a moment to back away from his penis and look down at... her. She was there, moaning softly and quivering just a bit... and it was so very tempting to just keep going; after all, just looking at her made him harder, which in turn made her grow ever slightly bigger, which just made him hornier.
Fighting with the urges in his head, Jon stood up, grabbed the stone, and made his way to a mirror that his mother had bought him some time ago. And he couldn't help but feel even closer to simply grabbing the tiny little girl and...
Shaking his head, he tried to think of some way, any way to make this situation better! But it was so hard to think when his penis was moving around so suggestively...
Gripping the stone tighter, Jon prepared to make his next wish, even as Karyn started pleading with him to keep going...
