Jon eagerly strode all the way downstairs and out the front door. Standing on the stoop, Jon gazed out into the familiar, but different, neighborhood. All of the houses and the streets were clean and perfectly maintained, and even old lady Divorchack, who had previously taken no care of her yard and had driven a rusting 1970s relic of a car, now had a well landscaped lawn and a newer, though still old but now well maintained, car. Of course what drew Jon's attention more was the hot, black haired MILF giving a hunk dressed as a mailman a deepthroat in the driveway of her house, a MILF he recognized as Missy Divorchack, a neighborhood standby when it came to blowjobs. Before he could look further or marvel at his odd, doubled memories of the old, practically bent 90 degrees Miss Divorchack and the new, hot bodied blowjob queen Missy Divorchack, he noticed someone had come up behind him.
"Hey, Jon," said a female voice behind him. He turned around to see Karyn, and his jaw dropped. She was everything he'd hoped for in imagining a world based on porn. She still had the long blond hair and the large natural breasts that she'd acquired as a result of her previous accidental wish, but to go with them, she had a tanned and toned body being barely covered by a bikini top and miniskirt. Even with all that, she still radiated innocence; the perfect, porn themed girl-next-door look.
"What's the matter?" she asked, and Jon got an instant hard on from her voice, so sexy and inviting, yet still the voice of his friend he knew so well. "You look like you've never seen me before. I didn't realize the hair and the tits made that much of a difference."
Jon stammered, "Y-y-y --"
"Yeah, I'm so happy I made that wish," said Karyn, idly fondling her boobs. "Come on, let's go inside and I'll thank you again."
The two of them kissed -- with more tongue than lips -- and then shimmied backwards into the house, maintaining the embrace as they went. Jon briefly had the notion that the two of them would go up to his bedroom, but they didn't make it that far, Jon skillfully de-braing Karyn in the entry way, the two of them ending up falling onto his couch (Karyn kicking the coffee table over to the sound of breaking nicknacks), his right hand skillfully kneading her breasts as his left, on the small of her back, kept the kiss going. Jon felt his brain go on autopilot as Karyn pulled back, ripped open his shirt, and, trailing her hands sensually across his body and downward, kneeled to take his enlarged cock out of his pants and into her mouth. The pole-sucking was exquisite, as she messaged his meat expertly with her skilled tongue and strong throat. That continued for a while, then she let his long salami out a bit, maneuvering so that he was thrusting in between her beautifully shaped breasts. A few minutes later, Jon was was poised above her, the head of his dick just barely penetrating her pussy. He went in in one long stoke, Karyn moaning at the exquisite sensation, and began rhythmically filling her pussy, in, out, in, out...
Finally, just when he felt he was about to come, Karyn quickly pulled off, grabbing his cock and fisting him, kneeling down before him and opening her mouth, and Jon spurted what felt like gallons of thick white cum onto her tongue, face, and boobs, Karyn changing her aim to get maximum splooge coverage. She swirled the cum in her mouth around for a minute, rubbing the rest into her body sensually, almost giving Jon another hard-on, and then stood up.
Jon sat back on the couch. Somehow his pants were back on, and his shirt replaced, even though he didn't remember redressing. The couch was dry and fresh smelling, despite having just been covered in sweat and cum a second ago, and the coffee table was upright, its nicknacks undamaged. Karyn was clothed again as well; clad in a virtually transparent blue blouse, tied off below her boos and buttoned down for maximum cleavage, and a matching blue lace bra. He could see that she wore a coordinated thong underneath her now leather miniskirt. The bikini and sarong-type skirt that had gotten thrown around the room were gone.
"Want anything to drink?" Karyn asked, heading for the kitchen.
