Karyn smirked. Jon was certainly toying with her, she had all the power yet Jon seemed to want to push her. Karyn felt a mischievous side of her arise. Karyn wondered how far she could push Jon.
"Am I really going to have to force you to do every single little thing." Karyn asked.
"No, but you do have me at a loss, I still have my free will, I don't have to go along with everything you say." Jon said.
"Fine, I'm still not ready to forgive you yet. Those panties are adorable but still quite comfy. Women have to wear such uncomfortable clothing all the time." Karyn snapped her fingers. "Concentrate on having a waist that drink to fit what you're wearing."
Since Jon wasn't wearing anything nothing happened. "What's that supposed to do?" Jon asked.
Karyn went to her closet, She turned around holding a corset. Jon could see the boning and the lacy trim about the edges. "It's an overbust, so I'm sure that'll come in useful at some point, seeing as I know you love to concentrate on big tits. This way you'll be nice and confined."
Jon gulped. "I'm not wearing that, It looks super uncomfortable."
"It is, that's the whole point," Karyn sighed and snapped her fingers "Concentrate on growing out your breasts when you're not wearing a tightened corset."
Immediately Jon could feel the growth begin. "Jesus Karyn, Fine, can you at least help me."
Karyn smiled. "Sure thing Jonnie." Karyn brought the corset over to Jon settling it around his torso. Karyn slowly tightened the corset, each tug accompanied by a loosening from Jon's diminishing waist.
"Can you hurry up, things are getting ridiculous up here." Jon said. "As short as I am I can't handle too much of this."
Karyn continued her work. As she got near the top she could feel immense pressure, she could barely tighten the corset. She heard Jon sigh.
"Turn around Jon, let's see the damage. Jon turned, his waist held into a tiny amount of space. Karyn could almost wrap her hands around his waist. What greeted her above was almost comical. Two huge breasts strained against the corset. Not just giving cleavage but practically spilling over the cups. Clearly the corset wasn't designed for that kind of bust, Jon's breasts rose in steady rhythm to his breath each time nearly rising up to find his chin.
"You couldn't have gone any faster," Jon said.
"No I couldn't of, is it comfortable." Karyn asked.
"You know it isn't, I'm going to spill out of here at any point, and I don't know where my internal organs ran off to.
"I'm trying to teach you a lesson, it's not supposed to be fun. Now do a twirl, I need to think what else we need...
