"Could have been worse. I could have wished you had long blond hair and big boobs."
"Oh my god Karyn!" Jon said grabbing at his shirt and looking down at his chest which seemed unchanged. "What happened? Why don't I have big boobs?"
"Because I didn't make a wish. I said 'I could have wished' I didn't say 'I wish you had long blond hair and big boobs' did I? No I..." it suddenly dawned on both of them as they were forced to look away from Jon's chest that this time she had phrased it like a wish.
A second later they both looked at Jon who did indeed have long blond hair and who's breasts were suddenly a voluptuous D cup.
"We could make some more wishes to try and fix it. You were pretty vague," Jon suggested desperately.
"No. At least not yet. Let me go home and sleep on it on my back, you do the same, and later we'll decide what's best. I don't think now is the time to be rash." With that Karyn was up off the wall and walking away. "Meet me here again tomorrow," she called back before she disappeared around the corner.
