"I wish that Jon would be comfortably and perfectly dressed in the outfit I laid out next to his body... And for this wish to not interfere with any previous wish."
Karyn closed her eyes, the flash intense.
When she opened her eyes, Karyn saw Jon wrapped up head to toe in shiny black latex. The skirt he wore was enormous, held aloft like a thick rose by several white rubber petticoats. His arms held behind his back by straps that wrapped around his corseted waist, framing a pair of breasts bigger than Karyn' s wish-enhanced chest. His head was encased fully in rubber, with only his lips showing. He now stood taller, tittering on high heeled, thigh-high boots.
At the sight of her creation, Karyn moaned audibly, pressing her legs together. She leaned over the sleeping rubberdoll.
"Waoh... didn't expect the smell..." She whispered before kissing Jon on the lips.
And at that very moment a knock came at the door.
"Jon? Karyn? It is getting late... you've been in there for two hours now and mom wants to know if Karyn is staying over or..."
Before Karyn could even realise her throat had siezed and her heart was hammering in her chest, the door unlocked.
Jon, you idiot! Why didn't you lock it? Why didn't I!? She thought as Zoe walked in.
The expression on Jon's younger sister went from placid boredom to shock. Her eyes looked even wider, lined with black eyeliner as they were. "...or if she's going soon." Her voice faltered.
Karyn turned from Zoe to Jon, back to Zoe. Jon, still under the power of Karyn's Sleeping Kiss, just stood in place, barely swaying in his magical slumber. Karyn could feel her face flushing red.
"What in the hell..." Zoe began.
Karyn suddenly darted forward, leaning to close the door and lock the fourteen year old goth outside. But Zoe moved faster, taking a step in and closing the door behind her. Click, the lock went.
The sudden shift made Karyn bump right on top of Zoe instead. Her wished-for breasts pressing against Zoe as she pinned her against the door. In a panic, Karyn tried to to pin Zoe to the wall, but the younger girl wiggled out faster than Karyn thought she could move. Without Zoe's body, Karyn bumped into the door, and fell forward awkwardly, sliding down to the floor in a shameful fumble.
"Jon?" Zoe said. Her tone of voice was more playful and "oh, have I got something to blackmail you with" than worried.
When Jon didn't react, or move, Zoe frowned. The rubber-clad person in front of her was behaving more like a statue than a person.
"Wait... Jon, are you okay?" Zoe turned suddenly to Karyn, who was rubbing her knee.
Karyn stretched her arms towards Zoe, shaking her open hands. "Wait, no. No. It's not what you think. I can explain just... just be quiet. We don't want your mom to come up here now. Shit... shit. Your mom."
