Jon picked the stone up from his desk and held it up before him. He spoke quickly and clearly into it, "I wish Karyn was here in my bedroom, but still asleep."
The stone glowed and granted this wish obediently. Karyn appeared on Jon's bed, wearing her nightie, sound asleep. Jon smiled at how cute she looked, coiled up in the foetal position. He continued.
"I wish Karyn would remain asleep until," Jon glanced at the clock and saw it was 7 am, "seven fifteen this morning, and that she would not hear any wishes I make until that time."
Jon tip-toed up to Karyn and prodded her leg. He then shook her foot. She yawned and rolled onto her back, but remained fast asleep. Jon admired the view of her new breasts. They looked so big and perfect, but they were about to get bigger.
"I wish Karyn's breasts were twice as big as they are now, but were still round and full and didn't sag. I wish they were twice as sensitive too."
The Feminist Stone glowed and granted this wish as intended. Jon watched in awe as the two hills on Karyn's chest became mountains. At their peaks, two small tents were pitched by her now extremely sensitive nipples.
"I wish Karyn would believe her breasts have been their current size since her careless wish for larger boobs yesterday."
The stone glowed, granting Jon's wish. He looked at the clock.
Ten past seven.
Jon still had a few minutes before he had to return Karyn to her own house. He stepped closer to his friend's huge bosom. He watched her chest rise and fall with her breathing. He gazed at the movement it caused in her tits, rolling around on top of her chest. Jon found his hand reaching slowly for one of Karyn's mighty globes. He touched it, gently at first. Then he prodded her boob. Jon marvelled at how soft it felt and watched his finger dive into the abundant breastflesh. Jon slid his hand across the face of the breast until the palm and all five fingers of his right lay on the fleshy cushion. His fingers bent and he squeezed the breast. It was the first breast he'd ever squeezed, and he was entranced.
"Wow," he said, drawing breath. "I wish I could touch these tits any time I want."
The Feminist Stone flashed.
