Mark had, fortunately, come damned close to putting two and two together regarding the stone's wishing power. Not that it entirely made sense, just that, as his mind raced and an angry giantess snatched at him, wishful thinking was first and foremost on his mind.
"I wish I was bigger than Emma again!" he shouted.
But then things didn't really go quite as he had in mind. The enormous (to him) coed froze in her tracks and, right before his eyes, began to rapidly diminish. Mark had to actually brace himself as Emma's halter top came down like a tent over both of them, her lacy bra inside falling with surprising weight.
"No!" came a scream from a very small and very naked girl who crawled from a fabric cavern towards Mark. She glared furiously at her former captive and was, herself, no less than an inch (proportionately) shorter.
"Step away from that rock!" she bellowed, marching forward, as Mark made plans to do quite the opposite.
