And… that was that. Tits had had enough. While she had no intention of forgiving or forgetting any of those three wishes, the third was most certainly the very last straw. It just so happened to coincide with recovering enough of her stamina to act upon her indignation. So, summoning up all of her renewed strength, Tits upended Boobs off of her, and flipped her onto her back, legs spread. Tits noticed - and could not help but notice - that in this position her boobs were dangling over Boobs, and more importantly her nipples were just barely reaching the multi-breasted girl’s lower and middle four breasts. Although she noticed that first, it was not Tits’ goal, and instead looking past, she saw Boobs’ pretty and surprised face… she looked very pretty… but no, tearing away from that as well, Tits focused upon Boobs’ hand, and the stone, both outstretched up past her head.
Tits was not about to let this go on any further, so… she lunged forward, forcing Boobs’ legs back further and dragging her own tits across Boobs’ boobs as she reached out and snatched her hand, and the stone in it.
“What are you going to do now, Tits?”, Boobs asked, her voice even in timber, and slightly amused as well.
Tits looked back towards her face. Maybe it was just the fact that they were lovers… but it really was bewitching. Tits paused for a moment to think about that, and frowned slightly. Perhaps she shouldn’t have made that wish now. After Boobs’ little stunt, it might have made more sense to be madder, but it seemed as though it simply wasn’t possible. They were going to be eager and loyal lovers forever, which meant there was only so much such a betrayal could do to damage her emotionally…
“Tits wishes that…”, Tits began, quickly putting on an angry expression, even if it was fake. She might not be able to get too mad at Boobs, but she did have to do something to keep her in line. Still, what to wish for…
Something practical?
“Tits wishes that Tits and Boobs would always be perfectly healthy, in-shape, and that we wouldn’t have any trouble with the weight of our namesake parts.”, Tits said, trying to look commanding.
Boobs just looked disappointed.
“What?”, Tits demanded, looking short of patience.
“Boobs just thinks you can do better.”, Boobs sassed her. “Something more fun.”
“More fun?”, Tits responded, her lips agape and an eyebrow raised.
