"Of course I care!" yelled Jon. "Why the Fuck would you do this to me Karyn?" he shouted as he motioned to his large breasts under his T shirt.
"Jon." Karyn giggled "Because I know it's your fault that I wound up with these!" Karyn motioned to her own large breasts. "I know that you must have wished that I would make that wish, that I'd be stuck with a huge pair of tits that you could oogle anytime you wanted. I bet you were going to wish me to dress slutty like that bitch Sarah, next, weren't you?!" she was pissed.
"Wh-what?" Jon stuttered "N-n-no! I-I'd never!" He actually had given it a thought, but had decided that he couldn't do something like that to his friend.
"You're a fucking liar!" she spat "And if you EVER want me to remove those fucking things, you're going to have to convince me that you're sorry!"
"I am, Karyn!" he lied "I am Sorry!" he wasn't sure what he was supposed to be sorry for, but with every movement he made his large breasts bounced and jiggled uncomfortably under his shirt, and his nipples were erect and could be seen pressing against his tight tee shirt.
"Stop fucking Lying to me, Jon!" Karyn said sternly. "If you value our friendship at all, and want it to continue, you will have to prove to me how sorry you really are."
"Wh-wha? How?" he asked, gripping his breasts now to stop their movement.
"You're going to have to live like that for a while, and hopefully you'll start to understand what you've done to me, and then you'll really be sorry." Karyn said with a sly smile as she watched Jon holding his breasts to stop their movement.
"H-how long, do I have to... um... keep them?" he asked meekly, knowing Karyn held all the power here.
"However long it takes to prove that you're a changed man, Jon." she smirked "Psychologically... not physically... obviously."
"Fine." he was holding back tears as his emotions were slipping out of his control. "I'll do whatever you want, Karyn, Because I am your friend... I've always been your friend... and hopefully, I'll always be your friend. I would never do anything to hurt you, Karyn... Never." Jon thought that if he could get through this, and get the rock back, he could alter everyone's memories of whatever he had to go through at a later time.
"Good, Jon. I really hope that's true." Karyn said "Now, to prove it... the first step you should take would be to control those things..." Karyn pulled the stone from her pocket and said "I wish I had a bra that would fit Jon perfectly." And then she had one in her hand. "Here you go... slip it on." she giggled.
Jon knew he had no choice, and pulled his shirt off, causing his breasts to bounce uncomfortably. He took the bra from her hand and slipped his arms through the straps.
"Good, girl." she giggled as she watched her friend attempt to wear the pink bra. "Now you need to pull the cups down under your breasts, and place them in the cups." Jon followed her instructions. "Perfect, now pull the band and follow it behind your back to the ends... just like that. And you just need to clip the ends together." she giggled as he had difficulty with this step. It took him at least 2 minutes before he had the clips in place and then he adjusted the straps onto his shoulders as he looked up at Karyn.
"I really hope you understand I'm doing this for you, to prove everything I said before." he said as he rested his bra straps on his shoulders.
"I hope that's true, Jon." Karyn said as she stepped closer to him and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "I really do."
Then a voice cried out from behind the two teenagers...
"OH MY GOD... JON!?"
