“Karyn! What are you doing!?” Jon cried out, not sure if he should hate her or thank her.
“Are you serious Jon?” Karyn eyed the stone in her hand, shaking her head with a disbelieving grin. “You’re lucky I’m your friend, wide load. Using something as infinitely powerful as the stone just to live out your fat cow mom fantasy is already pretty sad, but now you’ve roped in me and anyone else who’d ever want to use the stone for good.”
“I didn’t wish for this, young lady!” Jon whined as his mothering instincts kicked in, his attempt at lecturing tinged with arousal. “I wished for… other things. You’re the one who just made everyone else involved!”
“Come on you big ditz, I already told you not to pretend you didn’t want this. Let me help you out. I wish that when someone made a wish affecting you with the stone, you’d express some gratitude for it, at least if you could do it without being annoying.”
“Karyn!” Jon tried to object, to tell her to listen to him for once and put the stone down to keep things from spiraling even further. Instead, his words were twisted as they came out of his throat. “Thank you for making that wish!”
“That’s better, but I want some more. I wish you had to go into humiliating detail.”
“Karyn, please!” Jon pleaded. “I need to tell you how grateful I am for being made to embarrass myself in front of the person tormenting me! You can tell by how horny I am right now that I get off on it.”
“I think that’s pretty good,” Karyn mused, “but you should have a little shame about the whole thing. I wish you insulted yourself when you did it.”
“Karyn, I’m begging you, let me repay you for being so generous to a dumb bimbo like myself. I’m not good for anything except embarrassing myself and pumping out milk, and right now my fat, useless boobs are empty, so-”
“I think I’ve spotted a problem. You might not be annoying at first, but the more you talk the more likely you are to become annoying. I wish if you went on too long, you’d twist your own nipple.”
“-so I’m lucky to have a friend who would use the stone to… mmMMMOOO!” Jon unmercifully interrupted himself by grasping his right breast and giving his nipple an uncomfortable twist, forcing him to let loose a long, lusty moo.
“Thanks for that, Karyn,” Jon panted with more frustrated arousal than he ever thought could be possible. “I’ve got more boobs than brains, and don’t know how to shut myself up. Giving me an out so I don’t annoy everyone around me, especially one so perfect for showing off these embarrassing new wishes, really… MOOOOOOO!” This time it was his left breast, and it took him by surprise. Karyn giggled.
“This is pretty fun! You should have told me you wanted to be a fatty dumbo milf when we first found the stone, it would have saved us a lot of time.”
Jon couldn’t tell if he was more miserable or excited. There was no way out of this now, even less of a chance than he’d given himself before. And now, the downward trajectory was absolutely cemented. He was already going to spend the rest of his life mooing for everyone around whenever David felt like groping him, and spending way too long every morning squeezing his bulbous form into clothes that were uncomfortably tight, but this was just the start! Things would only get worse and worse for him as time went on. “Karyn, sweetie,” he grimaced as he injected that same mothering tone into his speech, “even if this was my idea, don’t you think it’s gone a little bit too far? You can’t undo any of this. Every wish you make is going to be a part of me forever. Any wish anyone makes is going to be a part of me forever.”
“You’re the one who wanted to be Mrs. Juggs, so I think if anything goes ‘too far’ it should be how much those faucets on your big knockers stick out. I wish your nipples were twice as big.”
They both looked down at his exposed chest as his nipples widened first, and then grew out and out. Before they were large, prominent, obvious, attention grabbing, but now they were unquestionably obscene. Jon felt memories of Sue changing in real time. Thoughts of people sneaking not-so-subtle quick glances or whispering about her body behind her back disappeared, and in their place came new ones of people openly gawking, gesturing, laughing behind her back, pointing her out to their friends.
“Are you serious, Karyn!” Jon cried out in anger. “You’re an absolute sweetheart for giving me some real teats to go with my udders! I’m desperate for people to think I’m a worthless jiggling sex toy, and this really- MOOOOOOooo…” Without warning he grabbed at both his new nipples, letting out the most needy moo he could muster while he did so.
