"Sorry!" Jon cried out as he dodged around an elderly couple. The growing weight on Jon's chest was a clear sign couldn't he outrun the effects of the wish. "Damn it." Jon gasp as he broke from his jog and slowed down to normal walk. The pain of his growing breasts bouncing wildly as he ran was too much for him. A quick glance down confirmed what Jon had been feeling. "Great..." Jon mumbled as he looked around to get a sense of where he was at. Jon had unintentionally run into an area of the fair dedicated to vender displays. "At least there isn't anyone around." Jon thought as he began to study the different displays. "I don't need a new shower... Flag poles? Nope... Jacuzzis..." Jon continued through the displays until one in particular caught his attention.
"This could be interesting." Jon said as he studied the three sheds in front of him. "I wonder if..." Jon tugged on the door of one of the sheds. "Shit it's locked." Moving over to the next shed Jon gave the door a tug. "Fuck yeah!" Jon exclaimed pumping his fist, but his excitement was interrupted by the jiggle of his new breasts. "Huh... They don't look that big..." Jon thought glancing down at his chest. "I guess..." Jon brought his hands up to his breasts and gave them a squeeze. "OOO!... Okay..." Jon took a moment to compose himself. "Okay so they're big, but not as big as the girl had..." Jon paused. "Wait... how could they be smaller than hers?" Jon began to think about his breasts and breasts in general. "Of course! They look smaller on my bigger body... She probably wears like a 32E or 30F, which makes sense since I'm a 36C... Wait..." Jon paused realizing he had a whole new set of memories in his head of his life with breasts. "God damn it!" Jon blurted out.
Jon spent the next few minutes lost in his head sorting through his new memories. "They nicknamed me JJ?... Jonny Jugs, Juicy Jugs, Jiggly Jon..." Jon continued sorting through memories. "I can't believe I have to wear a bra now..." Jon sifted through recent awkward memories that were made even more awkward by the addition of his new breasts. "Fuck... You... Sarah..." Jon thought reaching up to give his breasts one more squeeze. "At least I wore a sports bra today." Jon mumbled.
Turning back to the fairgrounds Jon could see that it was beginning to slow down and that the mass of people had greatly shrunk. "It must be close to closing time." Jon thought as his eyes scoured the fairgrounds. "Are those sweatshirts?" Jon focused in on a small tent not too far away that looked to have t-shirts and sweatshirts for sale. Jon felt a slight chill in the air. "I should buy a hoodie before they close down for the night." Jon headed off towards the small tent.
A short while later Jon was back at the trio of sheds wearing a new hoodie. Jon's luck seemed to be improving as he was able to avoid any unwanted changes during his little gambit. "I really need to watch how much I spend." Jon thought as he eyed the $155 in his hand. "O well..." Jon opened the door to the shed and slid inside. "I guess this will work." Jon sat down on the wooden plank floor and pulled the door shut. After sitting in silence for a moment in the pitch black shed Jon laid down and did his best to get comfortable. "Just get some sleep." Jon told himself.
