"I learned my lesson, Jon!" Sarah pleaded, "Please! I really did!"
Jon glared at her and clutched the tiny stone.
"I don't know," he said.
"Is there anything you can do," Sarah begged as she clutched her breasts, "About these?"
Her wishes had made them far bigger than she had wanted and now floated on her chest like gravity-less watermelons.
"Yeah," said Jon, "Let's start there. Be an A cup."
Shock crossed Sarah's face as her tits shrank away to almost nothing.
"That's not fair, Jon!" she cried, "This isn't how they were before!"
"Blow me, Sarah," said Jon, "I don't care what --"
But before he could finish Sarah kneeled down and before he knew what was going on had Jon's pants unzipped and his cock in her mouth. Jon didn't know what to say as she sucked his dick. He hadn't meant for her to do this and felt bad about forcing Sarah into sexual favors.
"Sarah! Stop!" he shouted reluctantly.
"Oh my God!" he said, standing and spitting on the ground, "You're fucked up Jon!"
"I'm fucked up? It's thanks to me that you're not borrowing clothes from Malibu Barbie! And I don't even want to think about what you would have done with the stone. I'm gonna fix your age problem and get out of here. Tomorrow's going to be a nice, normal day for once. So be 16 again. In fact, be 14 again."
Sarah instantly shrank again, all over, even younger than she was when she woke up in the morning.
"Jon!" she shouted, "This is going to ruin my life!"
"Yeah?" said Jon, "Try seeing what it's like being me!"
