He checked himself out in the mirror again. Very, very hot. Jon always liked the sight of hand-bras. There was something about seeing women trying to, well, contain themselves. About seeing how they feel they need to do that, either for the sake of modesty or comfort. Now he would need to do that. For the rest of his life.
And just like that a little switch lighted in his head, and once again he felt the need to make this even more of an experience.
He looked down, and touched the stone on the ground with his foot.
"I wish" he said. "I wish I had quite small hands for my build..." the rock got warm under his foot "... small enough for people to take note, but big enough to not look weird."
He didn't notice the transformation. He just realised, as soon as he finished speaking, that he could feel his fingers sit spread wide as his hands still stayed cupping his breasts. Before, his fingers were cupped close together.
Looking into the mirror revealed that to cover the whole lower half oh his breasts, his hands now had to be stretched as much as they could, with soft boob-flesh and bits of his pink nipples showing through the gaps between his fingers.
He let go of his boobs and looked at his hands.
"Heh, cute!" He exclaimed at the sight of his tiny, dainty hands. He always found small hands adorable on women, for a god knows what reason. They looked so... maybe a bit impractical. It was cute. Ha, there goes any hope for a career of a pianist!
He looked down on the stone thinking how lucky he was to have gotten it but also concerned how far it had taken him from his normal life. He wondered how much further it would take him. And wondered if he'd end up regretting going there.
And as he looked down he realised that his feet looked... adorably small as well.
"Odd" he thought "I guess the stone changes the reality in the most logical way possible... and women with small hands usually have pretty petite feet as well."
He took a note of the fact that wishes might end up changing reality in ways beyond what was explicitly asked. That's some useful intel right there. Could definitely come handy to be aware of that in the wishes he was yet to wish. And there was definitely a few he had in mind. As much as he enjoyed the experience so far, he started realising that he had slightly too much control for this to satisfy his... masochistic interests. And that needed sorting out.
