"Jeeze Karyn, are you trying to hit every rut and pothole," Jon complained for the umpteenth time.
The parking lot for the ball stadium was really just a large field with gravel lanes between the parking areas. The first time Karyn hit a rut, it was accidental, but the breathy squeak it elicited from Jon as he reflexively grabbed his own large jouncing breasts with his petite little hands had given her ideas. So yes in fact, Karyn was indeed trying to hit every pot hole. Her own breasts bounced a bit as well, but fortunately for her she was wearing a bra, while Jon had only the tube top she'd given him. Smirking, she managed to hit just one more rut as she parked. "Sorry Jon, it's a bad road."
"I think you did it on purpose. You're wearing a bra! This stretchy top thing you put me in just makes these damn boobs bounce together."
"Damn boobs? I thought you liked breasts Jon?"
"I ... ah ... I ... Never mind! We're here now, and you said you'd change us back," Jon said.
"Just a minute, " Karyn said as she looked around. It was now beginning to get dark. She'd deliberately parked midway between the lights and all of the surrounding cars were now empty. "I have a confession to make. I've known for a long time that you've wanted our friendship to develop into something more than platonic. I have too really, but I've always been a little afraid." Leaning across the seats, Karyn placed her right hand behind Jon's slim neck and slowly guided his face upwards so that she could lean down and kiss his now full feminine lips. Karyn was beside herself with delight at the hesitantly polite kiss she received in return. The Jon of this morning would have been all over her. Following Jon's slowly retreating head until it was stopped by the seat. Karyn brushed her lips against Jon's left ear and whispered, "I wish we were both naked."
"Are you crazy," Jon hissed in panic as he scooted the last few inches available back into the corner.
"Relax! It's exciting," Karyn said, leaning back into her own seat while sensuously sliding her own hands up her nude thighs, across her stomach, and cupping her own breasts. Smiling at Jon's wide eyed frozen stare, Karyn grasped Jon's slightly resistant left hand and pressed it onto her left breast. "It's OK, you can feel it."
Jon looked around in a panic. Seeing no one nearby, he wasn't sure whether to be relieved or disappointed. On the one hand, this was like a fantasy come true, but somehow it wasn't arousing.
"The really cool part is I can do things like this. I wish my breasts were 42 DD with extra large nipples."
In less than a second, Karyn's breasts expanded to astounding proportions. He felt her nipple grow and poke out beneath his hand. "Karyn, we should ... ah ... we're going to miss the start of the game," Jon said nervously.
"The game is fine," Karyn smirked. Despite her pretended bravado, Karyn was actually very nervous, but she was also excited like she had never been before. "Isn't this cool? You know what else would be really fun? I wish that I was a sexy hunky guy."
Even though she thought she knew what to expect, Karyn was rather stunned herself when she looked down and instead of seeing the huge boobs she'd had moments ago, she saw six-pack abs with a light wavy line of hair running down her broad flat chest like a pointer to the seemingly huge erection standing up from between her now powerful male legs. Mesmerized, she reached out with her large left hand to feel this delightfully strange appendage. It seemed to want to be squeezed, so she did. This resulted in an indescribable pulse of ...nice... from her strange knew organ. Karyn's personal revelry was broken when she felt another much smaller softer hand grasp the sensitive knob on top.
