Karyn covered her engorged breasts with her hands, and turned to face Jon. He was standing, facing towards the opposite wall, fidgeting uncomfortably.
"Jon," she said, "turn around, okay?"
Jon turned around, and his cheeks flushed pink with embarrassment as he saw that Karyn was topless, even though she was covering herself. Stammering, he said "Um... you did... didn't have that t-t-t-tattoo before... d-did you?"
"No!" Karyn exclaimed, feeling flustered. She felt warm milk dribbling between her fingers as she clutched her breasts. She was in pain, and highly embarrassed, and seeing Jon losing his cool was making things worse.
"Look," she said, trying to keep cool, "this is because of your stupid wish, isn't it? You left the rock at your house, thinking that it would somehow be safer that way. Well, you got us into this mess, and I think it's only fair that you get us out of it."
"H-how do you think I'm g-going to do that?" asked Jon.
"Read my chest. This seems like some kind of fucked up Alice in Wonderland fantasy, and I think it's your fault. So it's only fair that you... um... follow the instructions." Karyn's face turned bright red. She couldn't believe that she was trying to convince her best friend to drink what appeared to be her breast milk.
To her surprise, Jon walked over and gently moved one of her hands aside. "Tell me if this hurts or anything," he said, before he put his lips on her long, hard nipple.
As Jon started to suck gingerly on Karyn's tit, the pain and pressure inside that breast started to ease. Karyn breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. Jon stopped sucking a few seconds later, and said "I feel strange!"
Karyn opened her eyes and looked at Jon. Something wasn't right, but it took her a moment to notice it. His clothes didn't look right. Then she realized that she was looking straight into his eyes, even though he was standing up straight.
"Jon, aren't you, like, six inches taller than me?" she asked.
"Yeah, I'm - oh my God Karyn, I think I'm shrinking!" Jon gasped.
Karyn said "This is how we can get through the door!" She grabbed Jon and pulled him back down to her nipples, this time guiding him to the other breast which was still painfully engorged.
Jon started to suck again, and the pressure and pain started to ease. Karyn massaged the side of her breast, which was still sore, to encourage the flow of milk into Jon's mouth. She watched in fascination as Jon started to shrink before her eyes.
Jon was gulping back the strange, sweet-tasting milk as fast as he could, feeling highly aroused by the whole strange situation. Karyn, the girl he had been crushing on for years, was practically forcing him to suck on her astoundingly beautiful, firm, and shapely tits. Stranger still, from his perspective, she seemed to be slowly growing. Within a few minutes, he didn't have to bend over anymore to reach her breast. Soon after, he had to stop sucking because he couldn't reach her breast anymore - it was too high!
Jon stepped back, and felt his pants and underwear slide off him and pool on the floor. He realized that he had a raging erection, and he tried to adjust his t-shirt to hide it from Karyn.
Karyn stared at him, and whispered in amazement "Jon, you're so short! You can't be more than four feet tall!"
Karyn knelt down and lay on the floor, pulling Jon back towards her breasts. He lay down beside her, trying to avoid touching her with his hard penis.
Karyn also found Jon's suckling and shrinking to be strangely erotic. As he got smaller and smaller, she pulled his body toward hers. Then she felt his tiny erection pressing into her belly. She suppressed the urge to laugh, instead gently pushing Jon away.
As Jon stood, his t-shirt pooled on the floor and hung precariously off one shoulder. He was around eighteen inches tall now, small enough to get through the tiny door by ducking. It was obvious that his comparatively huge t-shirt was only going to hinder him, so Karyn gently pulled it off his shoulder and let it fall to the floor.
Desperately, Jon tried to hide his erection from Karyn. "It's okay, Jon," said Karyn gently, "I'm turned on, too." She sat up and deliberately kept her hands away from her breasts, trying to make Jon feel a little less embarrassed.
"Okay, so I'm small enough to fit through the door now, but what about you?" Jon asked.
"Maybe I can wait here, and you can come back and get me when you find some help?" Karyn suggested. She pulled the tiny silver key out of her pocket and handed it to Jon. "Here, maybe you'll need this."
Jon took the key, which seemed a bit big to him, and felt a strange sensation, almost like a static shock, pass through his body...
