Kim pointed the wand at Cindy again. "Oh, no, you don't, you little bitch," said Cindy. "You're not transforming me again until I've had my revenge on you."
"And that's why I can't let you have it," said Kim. "You're too angry to use it responsibly. It would be fine if what you would do to me was proportionate to what I did to you, but I'm thinking that you woudn't be in any condition to show restraint. So until I feel that you will, I'm going to have to stop you. I'm genuinely sorry that I turned you into a pair of panties, so I won't turn you into one again. So I'll turn you into..." She paused, then pointed the wand again and said, "The perfect bra; the most comfortable, best fitting and supportive bra that could possibly exist."
Suddenly Cindy was surrounded by a glowing aura. She disappeared and a bra fell to the ground with a muffled thud. Kim picked the Cindy-bra up and said, "I think that you can hear me. If you can, I'm genuinely sorry for both this and the panties, but I can't let you abuse the wand, especially to genuinely hurt somebody. I'll change you back as soon as I think that you've learned your lesson."
Kim stripped, pulled off her old bra and put the Cindy-bra on. Kim had the misfortune of being a petite woman with larger dd-cup breasts. True to her wish, Cindy was perfect: she was so comfortable and well designed that Kim couldn't tell she was wearing a bra at all. In fact, she could barely tell that she even had boobs. Cindy was being 'supportive' in a way that she couldn't have done as a person. Kim got dressed again and wondered what else she would do with the wand that day.
