“Ok, look. I can prove it to you”, Jon said, “but not quite in the way Karyn expects”
Emily looked confused at the response, “What do you mean, Jon-Boy?”
“yea, Jon-Boy”, Karyn added with a concerned emphasis, “What did you do?”
Jon tried to figure out exactly the best way explain, but he couldn’t figure out anything. Without the rock, there was only one way to prove to Emily that magic was real or that their story was true. It was also the fastest way to show Karyn the swapping spell he’d put on himself. He could reveal to them the swap he was currently under, but it felt it would be more appropriate to give a live demonstration instead.
“Alright, don’t freak out or anything”, Jon said very cautiously, hoping to sound reassuring as he raised his middle finger.
“Jon, what are you –“, Karyn started, before being cut off.
“Give me those breasts”, Jon said, pointing at Karyn.
Karyn’s eyes opened wide in shock, she had difficulty processing what had just happened. The combination of what her eyes were telling her and what she was feeling was too much. She saw a large pair of lumps forming under the t-shirt Jon was wearing, and at the same time felt a massive weight shift from her own chest. She reached down to her chest and tentatively poked at the empty bikini that hung loosely off her chest, unnecessarily covering a pair of very masculine pecks and smaller nipples that now adorned her torso.
“Wha?”, was all she could mutter in shock as she felt her changed body.
“What happened?”, Emily asked confused, the spell that Jon cast only let Karyn and him know exactly what had been changed, unless he met the other criteria – telling her.
Jon lowered his hand, reaching gently down to his chest, to feel the strange weights now hanging off his body, underneath his shirt, “I swapped Karyn’s breasts onto me”, he said matter-o-factually while feeling up his altered form.
“Holy Shit!”, Emily exclaimed, looking between his two friends. She couldn’t believe her eyes, but there it was, Karyn’s bust was now on Jon’s chest. She watched Karyn remove her bikini and put it down to reveal the very male pecs now on her body, and likewise watched Jon examine the absurdly large lumps that were pushing out from under his shirt. The pattern clearly distorted and the shirt pulling tightly against his torso thanks to the extra mass.
Emily couldn’t help resist but to tentatively poke Jon’s endowments, just to be sure they were real, she could feel her finger sinking into soft flesh beneath the cotton top he wore, Jon slapped her hand away, “Watch it”, he said with mild annoyance, “that’s really annoying”.
Karyn stood up and stretched her body, as if trying to prove it was not some sort of weird fake out, despite her knowing that this was well within the abilities of the wishing stone. She stretched left to right, up and down, the only thing she could feel was the weight that had been with her since yesterday now gone from her chest, not that she was complaining aobut that exactly.
“Alright, let’s say your argument has established some credibility”, Emily said wryly, “You gave yourself the ability to steal boobs from Karyn?”
“Not just that”, Jon replied, going on to explain the power he’d given himself and the reasoning behind it.
Karyn and Emily listened intently as he explained every detail of what he’d been planning, leaving out the parts where he performed a bit of self discovery on a close relative earlier in the morning. Jon didn’t want to creep them out too much, or at least not any more than they already are.
By the time he’d finished their story, the two girls were silent for a moment, Karyn was the first to speak, “What a stupid fucking idea, Jon”, she said.
Emily nodded, “Of course it was, why would you need to do something that absurdly complicated just to undo a mistake Karyn made?”
Karyn put up her hand, “It wasn’t a mistake I made, firstly, and secondly, there was heaps of other ways to fix this”, she added.
“Oh, I’m sure it was a mistake, Jon didn’t wish for Sarah’s boobs or hair”,
“I didn’t either!”
“You have them!”
The two girls were starting to actually argue instead of friendly squabbling, Jon didn’t want them to get really angry with each other and spoil the day, “Ok, so what would you have done instead?”
That stopped them arguing and had them think for a moment, “I would have wished Karyn’s hair was the result of a dye job that could be washed out. Sarah’s hairstyle s something that a hairdresser could have easily done, so it should have worked”, Emily said
“Or wish it was a wig”, Karyn added.
“Or an allergic reaction?”, Emily suggested, “No, that’s stupid. The boobs thing, that could have been an allergic reaction”
“Oh, or it could have been a push up bra that made them look like Sarah’s”, Karyn responded.
“I like that, or go wordier and make it more like, ‘I wish they were natural like Sarah’s”, Emily said.
Jon put up his hands in resignation, “ok fine, you came up with a better idea, but at least I tried. And you can kinda see why I didn’t want to bring the rock today”.
“It’s insane though”, Emily said, “the reality warping powers of the wishes you made. If you hadn’t shown me, I wouldn’t have believed it. Hell, I still don’t’ believe the hair and breasts thing now, I have an entire lifetime of memories saying otherwise”
“Yea”, Jon said, “You’ll probably find that if we looked at photos now too, all the photos will show me with Karyn’s tits instead of on her. It’s really trippy”
Karyn scowled at the remark, “tits?”, Jon shrugged apologetically.
“I suppose you want them back now?”, Jon said, about to say the undo spell and return them to the way they were.
“Wait, Jon”, Karyn stopped him, “Can you, i dunno, maybe not for a while?” she asked.
Jon looked confused, “Why?”
Karyn looked really sheepish at that moment, “They are really heavy and hurting my back, it doesn’t seem to be bothering you that much. Could you just hang on to them for the rest of the day, maybe until we finished? Just so I can get a bit of a break before we go and fix everything?”
Emily’s mouth broke out into a wide grin, “Ohhh, every teenage boy’s dream come true. Come on Jon, do it, do iiiittttt”, she taunted.
“Uh, ok. If you really want”, Jon replied, looking down at his chest with some uncertainty.
“Thanks Jon-Boy”, Karyn replied, stretching out and about to put her bikini away, “Oh, I haven’t gone topless in a beach in aaages”, she said, reaching for her bag.
“Wait, Karyn, can you put that back on first?”, Jon said, stopping her.
Karyn looked at the bikini top confused, “Uh, why?”
“Trust me, it’s complicated”, Jon said, “You won’t have to have it for long”.
Karyn shrugged and put the ill fitting bikini top back on, fastening it up behind her back, the cups hung loosely on her chest, and she looked at Jon expectantly.
Jon raised his middle finger and spoke the words, “Give me that bikini top”, as expected, he suddenly found himself gaining support on his chest, the breasts that were pulling on his chest were feeling a bit more firm, and he felt a pulling on his shoulders from the straps that now adorned him.
“Why didn’t you just ask me to hand it to you?” Karyn asked, confusedly.
“It’s kinda complicated, but if you’d done that, it would have looked to everyone else like I was cross-dressing. It’s hard to explain, but basically this way everyone things it’s normal for me to be wearing a bikini at the beach now”, he explained, Jon made sure to point out to Emily the change as well, so she’d be aware of it.
Karyn shrugged, “whatever. Can we go in the water now? We’ve been talking for hours, it’s nearly midday”, she said.
Emily jumped to her feet, “oh, you betcha, we can do more with this magic stuff later. I need to get wet!" She pointed to water and looked to Karyn, “Race you?”
Karyn leapt to her feet, feeling energised and a fair bit lighter to boot, “I got no drag slowing me down, you’re going down!”
The two girls raced off, leaving Jon behind at the beach gear, he reached down and lifted his shirt up and off over his head. Jon tucked the shirt back in his bag and stood up, looking down at his body. Between Karyn’s breasts tucked away in a bright yellow bikini that now fitted him perfectly and a black bikini-skirt bottom that perfectly fit his sister’s body, he realized he was technically a woman right now, albeit a somewhat masculine and deformed one. Regardless, he was quite eager to go swimming, so Jon bolted off to catch up to the girls.
The first thing about running with large breasts is how much they bounce on the movement. Jon was feeling overwhelmed by unusual sensations as he bolted down the beach to the water, between the sensitive soles of his borrowed feet, and the weight of his borrowed breasts being unable to be fully constrained by his bikini, he didn’t know what to do but enjoy the strange sensations as he ran down the beach. He could feel his skirt swishing against his thighs with each bounce, the feel of his lower lips being rubbed against each other with each movement.
Jon bolted into the water without any regard, straight after the girls, almost immediately stacking it and getting dunked on by a wave the instant he hit the water. Jon ended up bellyflopping rather uncomfortably on his breasts as a result.
Jon pulled himself up gasping for air through several mouthfuls of water, Karyn and Emily waded their way over, “seriously? You tripped over that?” Karyn asked bemusedly.
“Shut up”, Jon grumbled, as he pulled himself up. Rubbing his chest briefly and checking to make sure the bikini hadn’t fallen off, he followed the girls back into the water.
They must have played in the ocean for hours or at least it felt like it to Jon, the trio doing whatever came to mind. At one point Karyn was riding on Emily’s shoulders, trying to jumped waves with the two of them together, only to get wiped out each time. At one point, Jon tried to hold all 3 of them on his shoulders, but unfortunately his legs weren’t strong enough to hold out, so they ended up with another face full of sea spray.
As it got later in the day, Jon still continued to enjoy the sensation of water flowing over his vagina, even the feeling of the wet bikini across his new breasts was strangely enjoyable in a way. Naturally, Jon was still a guy, so he availed himself of the opportunity to surreptitiously feel up his breasts when the girls were distracted, if they noticed, they didn’t say anything. Unlike Zoe’s breasts, Jon felt he was given implicit permission to feel those that Karyn had asked him to hang on to, he caressed their tender flesh through the yellow bikini that housed them, occasionally flicking the erect nipple to generate a not unpleasant sensation.
By the time the girls were finished, he had almost forgotten the unusual feelings and it nearly felt normal for him to have breasts and be missing his manhood.
Eventually climbing out of the water, the trio made their way back to their makeshift beach camp, dripping with water, Jon wringed the skirt of his bottoms out as he walked alongside the others.
“Man, it feels so great to have nothing up here again”, Karyn said wistfully, “I mean, it’s been so long since I’ve been able to go topless at a beach and not feel weighed down”
“Or get called up for indecent exposure”, Emily added with a grin, Karyn nodding in confirmation.
“And I suppose Jon enjoyed it”, she added, “being a guy and all. I’m surprised he wasn’t sneaking off to the toilets to cop a feel”
Jon smirked and shrugged as he walked.
