"Karyn, I told you to shut up!" Jon yelled, glaring at her.
"Hey, I needed to at least try, Jon," she said, a little ticked off by his sudden outburst. "Sometimes I think you should have wished for long blond hair and big breasts instead of me, then maybe you'd know how frustrating it is."
"Karyn!" Jon yelled, as the white light surrounded him once again. When the light cleared, he saw Karyn staring at him with wide eyes. He looked down, first noticing his shirt being pushed forward by his new orbs of flesh, and second feeling his now-blond hair brushing his shoulders.
"What ... what happened?" Karyn asked.
"You made a wish. That's what happened. Look at me. I'm a boy with breasts. I'm a freak."
"But ... but ... I didn't say the words 'I wish'. How ..."
"You don't have to say 'I wish'. You just have to say something that you want. Why do you think I told you to be quiet?"
"I'm sorry, Jon. I didn't know."
"Well, don't say anything else until we can figure out how to stop this."
She nodded.
