"Woah," Jon gazed down at his groin, where a significantly larger, thicker penis than his own stared back.
The island girl giggled with glee. Obviously, she'd figured out the magic words.
She adjusted the cups of the magic bra, which now looked extremely tight. Evidently she was distracted too much by Jon's huge erection to notice or care about her expanded boobs. Unable to resist, she reached out to touch it.
"Yes, please," Jon beckoned her towards him. His conscious mind was looking for an opportunity to unfasten her bra, while his magically enhanced horniness was looking to do a whole lot more than that.
He couldn't tell exactly what she'd wished for, but the effects were obvious. His penis was bigger and he needed her badly. In fact he needed her worse than any time before he needed her so bad he could barely breathe.
The girl bowed before him and began to suckle the head of his engorged cock. Jon only just managed to unclasp her bra before the pleasure and lust consumed his conscious mind entirely. He could only lay on his back as she had her way with his shaft.
She mounted him and ground her hips on his lap, her hands latched to his sensitive breasts. It wasn't long before Jon's body shook from a powerful orgasm.
The relief was short-lived, however. With nothing more than a gentle caress of his nipples, a kiss on his neck and her soft cooing voice, Jon was painfully erect again and longing for more.
It was several hours of almost non-stop sex and countless orgasms later before the island girl had exhausted herself. It was already dark but as tired as he was, Jon couldn't sleep like his companion was.
Thanks to her wish, the tiniest lusty thoughts about the beautiful island girl brought upon him a throbbing erection and raging desire to fuck her. Jon lay with his back to her so as not to provoke his penis.
The boobs were another problem. Not only were they more than likely permanent, but with them he could only make one or two, maybe three, wishes before the bra became too painful to wear, or worse. He considered himself very lucky the girl hadn't broken the bra with those monsters she was sporting now.
And she'd figured out that damn bra clasp so quickly, too!
Tomorrow, Jon decided. Tomorrow he had to find a way to fix this mess.
