"Well, that's great and all but what about my breasts?" Karen pulled at her neckline to peer down at her wish-enlarged chest.
"Let's see..." Jon returned to the dresser. He reached in and pulled out a couple fleshy mounds. "Try these on for size?" Jon offered.
She gave him a suspicious look. "Those don't look any smaller."
Jon laughed. "You're not wrong there. But they have special properties that I think you'll appreciate. See, these breasts are magic. You won't suffer from their weight and they'll hold shape without the need for a bra. You can even give yourself cleavage, or whatever look you're going for. So, how 'bout it?"
Karen sighed dramatically. "If you insist. Do I need to do anything special?"
"Just stand still." Jon held the magic breasts up to Karen's chest. Once they were close enough they leapt from his hands and disappeared through her jumper. Since they were roughly the same size there was no noticeable change.
Karen walked over to the mirror. "That's amazing! They don't look any different but I feel like a weight has been lifted off my chest. Literally! My boobs don't feel heavy at all."
Jon laughed. "Don't forget the other added benefit. Though I suppose you'll need a different top to test that it." He reached back into the drawer, picturing what he wanted, and pulled out a red sweater. "This should do the trick."
Karen accepted the article and headed for the bedroom door. "Be right back."
