Karyn stood before the mirror, breasts cupped in her hands, wearing nothing but a pair of panties so sheer they left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Her sister, Phoebe, slipped off her own bra and stood bare-breasted like her sister in front of the mirror, still wearing her knee-length skirt and socks. "I'm so glad we're back to normal," said Karyn, running her hands through her long, red hair. "Being a blonde, big titted bimbo like Sarah was the last way I wanted to spend my life."
Phoebe wrapped her arms around her sister's waist and kissed her. As one hand migrated north to squeeze one of Karyn's breasts, she said, "I agree about the hair, but I kinda liked our boobs. Did you see the way boys looked at us? Even the lesbians seemed to be more attracted to us." Phoebe and Karyn adored each other, despite their personality differences. Karyn was a tomboy, while Phoebe was particularly feminine. These differences in interests and tastes did nothing to dim the love they had for each other nor did it interfere with thier sexual relationship. They loved hard and made love hard.
"They didn't like us," said Karyn. "They liked our tits. The fact that the wish gave us dd's without giving us appropriately sized clothing didn't help any. It was hard enough to breath without wearing a bra that was three cup sizes too small."
"I suppose," said Phoebe. "But I enjoyed being 'bigger.' I liked the way the boys looked at us; the sensations it gave us. Even you seemed to look at me with more desire. I liked the bouncing and weight. If we had bigger breasts naturally, like Sarah or Ms. Watson, and had the weight increase slowly over time, we probably would be used to it and they woudln't feel so uncomfortable, rather than having several cup sizes added under too small clothing all at once."
Karyn kissed Phoebe, cupped her sister's breasts and said, "Yeah, I admit I kinda liked your bigger boobs. I just don't think that I'd like them for myself. You've always liked having boobs more than I have and a larger chest does seem more natural on you. Maybe I'm just being biased because I'm a tomboy; maybe its because I love you so much and find you so attractive. I don't know."
"Maybe Jon could use his stone to give me bigger boobs," said Phoebe. "We could include an escape clause in the wish itself if I wanted to go back to our 'normal' size. The only problem is finding a way to explain why my boobs are bigger than my twin's are."
"Well," said Karyn, who was pulling down Phoebe's skirt and panties and massaging her twin's butt, "That's tomorrow. Tonight, I'm thinking about having a piece of pie to celebrate getting back to normal." With that, Karyn pulled her sister towards the bed they shared, slipping her hand between her twin's legs as they did so.
