"I wish that Karen's had long blond hair because it was a wig she was wearing as a joke over her normal hair and that Karen had big boobs because she had a pair of large false breasts in her room at home which she purchased as part of a Halloween costume."
Karen suddenly found herself with an undeniable urge to close her eyes as they began to water profusely. At the same time Jon sneezed uncontrollably. Both rubbing their eyes, Jon was the first to survey the changes. It was pretty obvious now that the hair was a wig as strands of Karen's old hair showed through beneath. Jon couldn't tell, however, if her breasts had gotten any smaller, the over-sized sweater hiding them from his view. Something must have happened though because Karen immediately grabbed at her chest and smiled. Tossing the wig onto Jon's bed, Karen's mood seemed to have lightened considerably as she ran her fingers through her wavy red hair and its short tom-boy cut, "Thanks Jon, those things were uncomfortable and just not me."
Jon smiled as well, seeing his best friend in better spirits. He'd always liked Karen and though she'd punch him in the arm for saying it, he'd always thought she was pretty. As Karen stretched and flexed, enjoying the freedom of having a small chest again Jon found himself blushing slightly as he caught sight of the outline of her breast underneath the sweater. Thankfully, he was rescued from his embarrassment as Karen flopped onto the bed and asked, "So what do we do with it now?"
It was a good question, they'd decided to start small but with what? Jon was more or less happy with his life so he wasn't sure what to wish for. Met with silence Karen propped herself up on her elbows and looked at her friend. "Well?" Jon, broken from his thoughts, shrugged, "I don't know, I can't think of anything I want to change. Do you have anything you want to wish for?" Karen looked thoughtful for a moment before a small grin crossed her face, "Yeah, yeah I do. Can I see the stone?" Jon nodded and as he handed the magical rock to her warned, "Be careful, we don't want a repeat of last time."
Karen took the stone and assured with false sincerity, "I know, I know, it won't happen again." Jon, unconvinced, pressed on, "I mean it Karen, what if you make another mistake and we can't fix it?" Getting exasperated, "God! I know already, calm down" Jon, frowned as the realization that this might be a bad idea crept into his mind again he replied sternly, "You know what, never mind, give me the stone back." Jon reached for the stone and Karen dodged back away, rolling off the bed, "Damn it, Jon! I wish you'd just stop worrying and trust me! I'm not going to mess it up again!"
With nothing to see there was no need for the stone to make either of them look away and suddenly Jon stopped chasing after Karen and then stepped back to sit on his computer chair, reclining back with a smile, "Take your time Karen, I know you're ok, sorry about before." Karen looked at Jon in shock for a moment before she realized what she'd just done. He seemed happy though, so the wish couldn't have been that bad. Sitting back down on the bed, Karen took a moment to gather her thoughts for her wish and began, "I wish...."
