Jon sat there, totally unable to do anything but exist, for he-didn't-know-how-long. After a while, all he could really find to think about was the fact that Sarah had left her bedroom light on.
When he heard footsteps outside the room, all he could think about was that he was glad that somebody, whether Sarah or not, was at least moving and lively in this place! Being an inanimate object was possibly the single most boring existance ever...
Jon watched as a middle-aged woman peeked into the room. When she noticed him, sitting there on her bed, she smiled and then turned out the light. She then closed the door and walked away somewhere.
'Well, that was worth it... now I'm in the dark, too.' If he'd been able, he would have sighed. But of course, he wasn't able, so he didn't.
It seemed like an infinity when the door opened again and the light turned on. And then in walked Sarah. She looked to have more clothes on than when she left, and she had somehow regained her teenaged body without losing the increased bust size. When she spotted him, still sitting exactly where she'd left him, she smiled at him. "Did you have a good time while I was gone, Jon?" For some reason, she seemed to be talking so that someone other than just Jon would hear her.
It occured to Jon that Sarah really didn't have any indication that he could hear her at all. He was just a regular old teddy bear, totally unable to respond to anything at all other than being moved by something, and then only by moving.
And Sarah seemed to be catching onto this as well. Quickly getting bored with taunting her newest toy, she turned to look into her full-length mirror.
"Karyn, change now." Suddenly, she was clothed in what looked to be a cute set of 'Hello Kitty' pajamas, all in cotton and all fuzzy like was to be expected for a girl like her. She smiled, satisfied by what she saw, and turned to her bed. "Well, Jon. It looks like you're going to find out what it's like to sleep in bed with me, because I'm going to go to sleep now." After turning out the light and shutting her bedroom door, she sat on her bed with an especially pleased smile, picked Jon up to hold him to her bosom, and let her head fall to her pillow.
With Jon still clasped to her bosom, she turned her body to better fit on the bed and pulled her fuzzy pink blanked over her and Jon.
Some time later, Jon could tell that she had fallen asleep.
'Damnit! At least tell me what you did to Karyn!!!' But Jon's pleas went unheard, as he was just a teddy bear and thus was only able to sit there between Sarah's breasts as she breathed softly in deep slumber.
Jon was sure that, if this lasted too long, he would eventually forget who he had been completely; that eventually he would really be nothing but a cute little teddy bear owned by this bosomy girly-girl.
Such thoughts accompanied him all night as he waited for Sarah to reawaken.
