"I wish I had four arms," Karyn's mother, Jane, said. "Housework would be so much easier then."
The stone flashed, but as it was underneath the clothes that she was holding, she didn't notice. Suddenly, there was an intense itching just underneath her arms, which quickly turned into a tingling sensation. Her shirt began to get tight as a new pair of arms grew underneath her old pair. Jane shrieked as she tore off her shirt and ran to the bathroom to see what was happening. She screamed again as she saw her new arms growing steadily larger to match her original pair.
Jane couldn't stop screaming, even after the arms stopped growing. They seemed to have a life of their own, caressing her breasts, sliding between her legs and across her ass. Her bra fluttered to the ground as her new arms unclasped them, leaving her bare breasted in front of the mirror. Finally getting a measure of control over herself, she grabbed her new arms at the wrist with her original pair. She began to cry. What happened, Jane thought. I wished for new arms and now I have them? She was starting to experiment with her new arms to see if she could control them or if they would just act on their own when Karyn rushed into the bathroom. Jane attempted to cover her naked breasts with her original arms even as her new arms tried to cup them to make them look bigger.
"I heard you scream, Mom," said Karyn. "I ran up as quick as I could. What's wrong?" Jane stared at her daughter, trying to explain.
