"I... I'm not sure..." Jon said "I dunno, are you OK with staying, I... You can just turn around... I'll just put on some track pants 'till later, I'm going to shower before bed anyway."
"OK" Karyn turned around to give Jon some privacy. "Hey Jon-boyfriend," she felt another little rush of happyness from getting to call Jon that, "on the topic of being more naked together... what about going further? I don't want to rush you... just want to know where we are... we skipped to feeling up, but how fast do we go from there?"
"I dunno", he was trying to wipe himself off as much as he could with the soiled underwear he had been wearing, it was hard to both reach down with both hands and see what he was doing since having both hands down there squished his boobs together so he couldn't look between them, "I guess we'll see. I still feel a bit weird about... this whole thing." He was feeling weird about having boobs get in his way, and just seeing them from that angle at all.
"Yeah, it's hard to go from realizing you've been holding back feelings to letting them out"
"Well that and having boobs"
"MMM, Out of curiosity how's your back? Those things are huge. I feel a bit weird about you having bigger boobs than me."
"My back? Oh... well at the moment it feels fine, though yeah these things are pretty heavy." He was just finishing pulling up the track pants as he finished speaking, "You can turn back around... should I wear a bra to bed?"
"Well, up to you... but probably not the one I took off you. It's got an underwire, I know from experience they can dig into you if you sleep in them, maybe look and see if you have one that's just all fabric, like... all spandex... Wow it feels weird to talk to you about this stuff."
"Weirder than liking boobs and seeing them on me in the first place?"
"Oh yeah. It didn't occur to me that you'd have bras too."
"I... why not?"
"I dunno... I mean you're still a guy and nothing else about your clothes changed except how tight they are on your chest. I guess... they go in the 'for girls' category in my head... but I guess they actually go in the 'for boobs' category... but those are usually the same thing. I... speaking of... we should probably put shirts on before our time runs out."
"Oh crap yeah."
Jon went and found another shirt with a looser fit, hoping Karyn might be a little less distracted, though he skipped dealing with a bra, while at the same time Karyn was busy putting both her bra and shirt back on.
After they finished getting back to being fully clothed, Jon noticed that how Karyn stood had changed, even through her baggy shirt more of her shapely form was apparent, not visible, but it was easier to tell how she was actually shaped, she stood a little straighter, shoulders more back. He was struck by how attractive she was, now that he wasn't forcing himself not to notice.
Karyn was having a similar experience looking at Jon, though she had had it earlier when they met up at the wall, she was having it again, this time also noticing his boobs, and unable to not notice his new feminine nipples making little tents in his shirt.
Jon went over to the door to open it back up before the privacy wish ran out, Karyn couldn't help but watch him, even with his back to her she was still enjoying just watching him move, "he has nice butt" she thought, though with his boobs unsupported walking towards her was a better view, watching how they bounced and jiggled.
Jon for his part felt his new and very sensitive nipples rub against his shirt as his breasts bounced underneath it... it was a strange sensation... and it felt both slightly pleasurable and a bit... uncomfortable too.
"It really feels weird that you've got bigger boobs than me... I can't say I ever thought that'd be a thing I said about a boyfriend... though I'm happy that mine aren't as big as I first thought they were after I wished yesterday."
"Oh? How big did you think they were?"
"Well I guess you know but when they just suddenly appear like that the extra weight feels like way more than it actually is... I kinda thought I'd be lugging around basketballs... or bigger. Even when I realized they weren't actually incredibly gigantic... I still felt so dumb..." She took a deep breath. "I did feel a lot better about it later when I got undressed and saw myself... I thought I'd look ridiculous... but really I just looked mostly the same, yeah they are obviously bigger... but like I said, they weren't small before... they just went from a bit smaller, but very noticeably so, than Sarah's to a bit bigger."
"Huh really? Basketballs?"
"That's what you're stuck on?" She paused and pictured Jon with boobs that size and understood why it stuck out to him, it wouldn't be a good look overall, but there was a certain appeal... she shook the idea out of her head, no no, he'd just look goofy. "I wonder how Sarah feels about you having bigger boobs than her, I don't think she knows mine are... but your clothes didn't really change, so I guess this version of you dresses the same..."
Jon was looking at her, a look of growing terror on his face. "I... didn't even think about what anyone else would think... especially since they think this is..." he looked down at his breasts, "how did they... what...? I... I think we may need another wish..."
"Oh? What were you thinking?"
"Well first I'd like to know what everyone else thinks the reason I have these melons is. And maybe I'd like to make one to make the next week a bit easier since I am stuck with them."
"I hadn't considered that either... I guess you're right, first thing is to find out what the starting point is." Karyn as she was speaking went and picked up the box the stone was in and opened it. "I wish that Jon and I knew what the rest of the world thinks the reason Jon has boobs is, and anything else that has changed in our respective lives as a direct result of it."
The stone flashed, there was a slight sense of disorientation, like they had missed a moment in time, then the information unfolded in their minds. Karyn's interest in boobs was new, no one knew about it, so there was no need to explain it and the stone simply did not, no reality alteration there. Jon's breasts on the other hand, they were the result of a rare medical condition only known to occur in the local area. 34 other guys in the school had it, though nearly all the others had breasts small enough to be mostly hidden by binding them down, which they did. Everyone still knew since it was fairly obvious when getting changed for gym, though 9 others had large enough breasts that like Jon they chose to simply wear a bra. For complicated reasons it was deemed medically inadvisable to have them surgically removed until after the age of 19. The condition generally manifests after the age of 17 and Jon's had only started growing just before the end of the last year, his breasts had developed exceptionally quickly, in just 2 months. So he had only had them for a grand total of approximately 4 months as far as everyone else was concerned.
The last piece of information that dropped into their minds was that one of the others that couldn't hide their breasts was Biff, and he had had them for almost a year. Biff's weren't nearly as large as Jon's, but they were decidedly too big to bind to the point that they could be hidden, and so Biff also had just taken to wearing a bra.
The information had also included any little changes to their social life and events at the school, though there were actually very few, and thanks to Biff's condition Jon's boobs hardly altered how Sarah treated him... though some other people did make fun of him now that didn't before.
They both sat for a moment, dizzy from the information dump, Karyn's eyes without her really registering were on Jon's chest again. Even after they recovered from the effects of the wish they sat and digested the information.
"Well... that's all certainly something" Karyn said.
"Yeah... Especially about Biff... being..."
"Yeah..."
"I guess... you probably don't need to make another wish really, since well... Biff."
"Yeah... i mean it's not going to be a normal week, but I guess if I'm not going to have a big Biff and Sarah target on me I can't complain too much... I mean I still probably will complain to you but I don't feel the need to alter reality any further."
"Yeah..."
Their conversation meandered for a while, into the sort of things they normally talk about, but with Karyn frequently catching herself staring at Jon's chest, every time she did she found herself pulling at her sweater and trying to pose in a way that got Jon some view of her own breasts in an attempt to catch him looking at her, it didn't work very well, but the few times it did it made her feel better.
Eventually it got late and they parted ways, both tried to have a normal evening.
Jon was getting ready for bed, he remembered Karyn's advice and looked through his underwear drawer until he found a bra that was just all stretchy material and grabbed it, a t-shirt, and his pyjama pants, and he headed for the bathroom to shower and brush his teeth. When he got there and started to undress his eye caught his reflection. He stopped, shirt off, and looked at himself in the mirror.
It was the first time he'd seen himself since Karyn's wish. He was wearing the bra Karyn had taken off of him again, the amount of movement of his chest had been distracting without it, and so shortly after she left he had put it back on, with some struggle and help from Karyn over text message. His boobs were just there, big, round, and he couldn't help but think, if they were on a woman he would think they were very nice. Of course Karyn had wished that they be "nice" after all.
He felt a lot of things. None of which he could accurately describe. He bounced himself slightly and watched them move, turned sideways, watched them move as he did so, and bounced it again. He took off the bra and repeated his experiment. He continued doing various things and watching how his chest responded for several minutes. Then he shook his head, and tried to stop thinking about it and just get on with his shower.
Before stepping into the shower he went over to the toilet to pee. As he grabbed his penis to aim he found that to see it he had to look between his boobs, if he were wearing a shirt he wouldn't be able to see it at all, he felt a bit strange about that fact. His arm was also pushing on the side of his right breast, moving it slightly towards the centre of his body making his view of himself slightly asymmetrical. No matter what he was doing it seemed it was impossible to avoid noticing his boobs.
In the shower again he was confronted with his boobs, washing them. He found that they were very sensitive. Karyn's "at least as sensitive as mine" condition apparently meant that touching them like this was... well he didn't really want to explore too much at the moment, but just the minimum touching to wash them got him a hard on. The feeling of the spray of the shower directly on them also felt... different, it wasn't as stimulating as when he was washing them but it didn't feel at all the way that it had when he didn't have boobs.
Drying them he was careful not to be too rough, but it still got a bit of a response... he was hoping this wouldn't really happen if he were more used to them..
He quickly dressed and brushed his teeth, it had taken him an extra little while to get his boobs settled properly in the different type of bra, but he was glad for the support, it wasn't nearly as much as the other one, but it was enough. On the walk back to his room he was again distracted by the subtle jiggle with each step, a little more movement that had happened in the other bra. Though this one was a bit more comfortable, it pulled less on his shoulders, though now his boobs were doing that themselves through their natural support system, and the band was far less constraining. He understood why some women were so eager to take off a normal bra at the end of the day now.
Getting comfortable in bed was another thing, every position he tried made him aware of his boobs, on his back he could feel their weight pressing down, and they themselves spreading out on his chest in a way that felt very different to when he was upright, on his side he could feel them pile up on each other, the one on top squishing the other one just a bit, on his stomach he could feel his own weight squish them, and it was a very different position than he was used to because of the space they took up.
He eventually resolved to just try to ignore them and sleep on his side as usual... and it did eventually work.
Karyn too had sleep troubles, but in her case it was because she was thinking.
She imagined that Jon's boobs shrank, down to the size hers had been before her stupid wish. How would she feel. Disappointed, sad, she realized, and she felt... well she didn't know exactly what she felt knowing that about this version of herself, guilt? other things? Weird.
She wondered, how much like Jon's were her boob preferences, what did she like? She tried imagination, what would Jon look like with various boob sizes and shapes. She even ended up looking up nude pictures, and drawings of men with boobs, on her phone. She liked big boobs for sure, and she had preferences about how they hung, shapes, nipples and all kinds of things. Jon's were very nice. She also realized she was enjoying this. Enjoying liking boobs, she liked finding boobs attractive, she liked playing with Jon's boobs, she liked how Jon reacted when she did. She realized that even after the wish ran out and she wasn't into them anymore, she would want to be, want to go back to Jon having them, her liking them. She wasn't sure how she felt about that either.
And she thought about her first wish. Did she want her old boobs back. She knew Jon didn't, and she was fully able to empathize with that perspective at the moment. She liked how Jon reacted when she did manage to show them through her shirt, and the effect they had on him when her shirt was off. She was even starting to like how she looked in the mirror with them. She had been telling the truth, they weren't a huge change, she hadn't had small boobs before hand, they weren't even very far from being big, and now they were big, part of her liked that. Then there was the fact that they were bigger than Sarah's now. Part of her really liked that.
The only thing she felt sure of was that she wanted her hair back, and that she was happy to be dating Jon.
