Karyn thought her face would cramp from the huge grin she couldn't control as she sat there in her car watching Jon hurry to catch her before she left. It was fabulous, she had to keep reminding herself that this was Jon as she watched this slutty big boobed girl bounce and jiggle furiously with the rapid staccato of mincing little steps she was constrained to take in those shoes. Wow, those shoes were something, fuchsia-pink pumps with four inch bright yellow stiletto heels.
"Nice shoes," Karyn said as she watched Jon wiggle and tug his skimpy little skirt in an impossible attempt at modesty as he sat down on the passenger side. Karyn was having fun just watching Jon trying to cope with the little things, even buckling the seat belt was high entertainment. First he had the strap diagonally across his neck and left breast. Then he adjusted it down and had it smashing his right breast. Finally he managed to get it to pass mostly down the center of his chest, which served to further accentuate the very large set of boobs he now sported.
"OK, let's get this over with," Jon groused. "So where are we going?"
"I haven't decided yet. The easiest thing would be to take you shopping at the mall. You could bounce those boobs and wiggle that ass around for all to see. Another thought was that we could go out to the ball field. The local double-A team has a game this evening. There are other possibilities, what do you think?"
"That's it? I was afraid you wanted me to ... er ... never mind." Jon said nervously. "Except for being dressed like this, either one of those would be fine with me. I like baseball, and even the shopping at the mall would be cool because I'd get to go back in the women's changing rooms. That would be awesome."
"Hmmm, that reminds me," Karyn said. "I wish I was wearing a black satin string bikini."
"Whaaa ...," was all Jon got out as suddenly Karyn was sitting behind the wheel wearing even less that he was, and god did she look good. Instead of a tight pulsing throb of delight between his legs, Jon felt his nipples become rock hard to the point of almost pain, but a good pain.
"That's what I thought," Karyn said as she saw Jon's nipples suddenly poke up the tube top in a most impressive fashion. "I wish I was dressed like I was a minute ago."
"What are you doing?" Jon asked as he unconsciously brushed at his now receding nipples with his fingers.
"To complete this little life experience properly, you need to be driving stick," Karyn declared.
"Your car's an automatic, what are you talking about?"
Karyn casually said "I wish that Jon is not sexually interested in women. I wish Jon would get sexually aroused by men and that his sexual fantasies have recurring themes of fellatio and submission."
"What? There is no way!" Jon said. "What's the big idea?"
"Hmm, I wasn't sure that would work, but I thought it would complete the package so-to-speak. I wish I was wearing the string bikini again."
"Why do you keep doing that?" Jon bitched petulantly.
"Oh just checking for tents," Karyn smiled to herself while Jon scowled at her. "On with the show! I wish I was dressed like I was a minute ago.
Starting the car, Karyn drove off toward the cross town turnpike. She still hadn't decided on their final destination, but both possibilities and others were all about a fifteen minute ride. Lost in her own thoughts while Jon silently glowered, Karyn wasn't paying enough attention to her speed. This lack of attention was brought home by the blue flashing lights that suddenly appeared in her rear view mirror.
"Damn it! I can't get a speeding ticket, my parents will kill me!" Karyn hissed.
"Ha ha. Serves you right for doing this to me," Jon taunted.
"Wait! I know!" Karyn blurted.
