Zoe was simultaneously thrilled and horrified by this new turn of events; how the hell did her goofy kid brother do that?! It must have something to do with that flash from his pocket...
She reached into his pocket, ignoring his shouts as he was unable to reach around his tits to stop her, and fished out a rock. A wishing rock! She stared at it, unable to believe that she'd obtained one of the rarest of occult objects. How was it limited, though...? And how had he gotten it? First things first, Zoe. Revenge.
Grinning down at him, Zoe held the rock up. "I wish your body matched." Light filled the room, radiating from the rock and fading without a trace.
Mikey felt strange. He'd been looking up at his sister, but now, he was looking up above her head and had to look only slightly upward to see her. It felt like he was sitting on a cushion, and his body felt wrong in so many different ways it was impossible to take note of them all. He stood up without having to plant his feet on the floor, and without risking falling over from his huge boobies which seemed so much smaller now.
Zoe was staring at him with a smile on her face. "Wow. You're pretty hot now, Mikey. Wanna see?" He nodded, though he wasn't sure he wanted to know how. Red hair flopped down in front of his eyes as he nodded. "I wish you knew what you looked like."
Mikey's jaw dropped. He could've been Miss Grant's twin!
