Karyn had just about decided to go inside to find out what was taking so long, when she spotted Jon jiggling and bouncing madly in a counter productive effort to hurry and avoid being noticed. Just as Jon got to the double glass doors, the large woman in front let the door swing closed behind her. Jon caught the closing door expecting to continued his hurried, albeit jiggly, flight. Karyn was already grinning, but when the door kept closing after Jon had put out a hand to it, Karyn howled with laughter when Jon was knocked backwards and had to turn around and mash his round little butt against the glass while struggling to get enough traction in his fuck-me shoes to force the heavy door open. There were several men watching and smiling, but not a one moved to help.
Jon glared at Karyn's stupid grin when he got back in the car. "Come on Karyn, this isn't fair! It's bad enough you made me a girl, but you made me so ridiculously small I can't even handle a simple door, and in the restroom my feet... this isn't fair. At least make me taller."
"Hey, welcome to our world. You may be on the petite side, but it's not that unusual. Maybe in future you'll be more attentive about holding doors. A lot of those doors are heavy. They're designed by men with no consideration. I think they do it on purpose. On the other hand, I understand the difficulties of being a petite girl. After all, I grew up that way. I can still remember ... Oh! Your feet didn't reach the floor from the toilet," Karyn paused and snickered. "Sorry about that. Let's fix both our height problems. I wish I was an inch taller again and that my clothes fit properly." It was only an inch, but Karyn felt as if the car and everything inside suddenly shrank a bit.
"Hey what about me?" Jon bitched.
"I'm getting to you, just a second. It's a nuisance to keep having to wish the clothes to fit. Maybe I can just cover it all at once? I wish that Jon's clothes would always fit properly." Nothing appeared to change, but then nothing should have. "OK, I wish that Jon's shoes had a two inch platform sole."
"What!" Jon screeched and looked down at his feet. His fuchsia and yellow shoes looked mostly the same, except that now they had a thick platform sole under his toes and the stiletto heel was now six inches.
"There you go, two inches taller." Karyn declared with a smirk.
"That's not what I meant and you know it!" Jon scowled, or tried to anyway, but it just came across as cute.
"Hey cheer up. I decided that instead of the mall, we're going to the ball game." Karyn said with a gleam in her eye.
"Karyn, I look like a girl." Jon said.
"You are a girl!"
"Whatever. I mean that people will think we're two girls."
"People?"
"OK, guys! Two girls alone at a ball game? That's a bad plan." Jon said nervously.
"Yeah, that's a good point. OK, as soon as we're parked, I'll change us back to a couple. Deal?" Karyn asked with a crooked smile.
"Deal!" Jon agreed with relief, confident that in a few minutes, he would be back to normal and get to see a ball game to boot.
