Jon thought a small change in her wardrobe might result in a large change in Karyn's attitude.
"I wish for the next 24 hours, Karyn would only wear feminine tops which pushed her big boobs together and exposed a lot of cleavage."
The stone glowed. The glow didn't fade, but coalesced at one point on the rock's surface before detaching from it entirely. The glowing light floated into the air and hovered unsteadily in the centre of Jon's room. Squinting at the light, Jon could make out the shape of a small person with wings... a fairy??
Yes, it was definitely a fairy. Jon could see her form in more detail now, as he became accustomed to her glow. She was a tiny creature, no more than two or three inches tall. She wore the most delicate of costumes, seemingly made from what looked like minuscule needle-shaped shards of glass, twisted and interwoven about her naked form. She had oversized boobs for her frame, pushed together by what little there was of her outfit to show an impressive valley of cleavage. She carried a small wand in one hand, from which the odd speck of glittering dust occasionally fell.
"What on earth are you?" Jon gasped. "You came from my wish.... Are you here to grant my wish?"
The fairy appeared to reply, but her tiny lungs couldn't make a sound loud enough for Jon to hear.
"You're a... Cleavage Fairy?" guessed Jon. The tiny figure nodded emphatically.
"That's... that's nuts!" he laughed, despite himself. "I made a Cleavage Fairy. How damn weird!"
The Cleavage Fairy crossed her arms and frowned. Perhaps it was the bad language, or perhaps she just didn't like being called weird.
"So, are you going to zap Karyn with your wand or what?"
The Fairy fluttered her way around the room for a bit, but then returned to Jon's eye level with a shrug of her shoulders.
"You know? Karyn?"
The Fairy shrugged again, with a tiny scowl.
"Oh great, you don't even know who she is," Jon sighed. "What am I supposed to do? Take you to her?"
The little creature nodded, and shouted something inaudible at him. She seemed the impatient sort, so Jon reached forward to deftly scoop the her out of the air and get a move on. She panicked and jabbed at his enormous hand with her magic wand. It hurt him like a bee sting. The fairy began to flit about frantically.
"Ow! Hey!" Jon fell back in shock. "I wasn't going to hurt you, I swear! I was just going to hide you, we cant' let you be... seen..."
It was then that Jon noticed the fairy looked to be laughing at him - a cruel, mocking laughter. She was rolling around in the air, clutching her sides.
Then Jon noticed why she was laughing. His t-shirt had been replaced by a patterned pink tankini top. Layers of frills ran across the middle of the item and met in the cutest little bow, which was nestled directly at the base of the deep cleavage formed by the push-up bra that hefted his brand new (and rather big) breasts!
The sting of the fairy's wand! The fairy had worked her magic, but not on Karyn - on him!
