"I wish I could control the size and shape of Karen's body," said John.
For a moment it seemed like nothing happened, but John turned his full mental focus to his friend and she began to grow on his bed while her breasts diminished. In a moment, she was just about normal again, though John had been more than generous in re-shaping Karen's figure.
"Whoa," she said, looking at herself in a mirror, "This isn't exactly right."
She looked down at her chest which, even though it had been enlarged as a result of the first wish of the day, was bigger, rounder and firmer.
"You don't like it?" grinned John. "I like it."
"I'm like a cartoon stripper," she said. "Can you just make me me again?"
