Clutching the stone safely in his left hand, Jon took a step back and aimed the gun, reset to shrink, at his twin's oversized tongue. With a quick green blast, Sarah's tongue deflated to a normal size.
"You asshole!" she shouted, "You're not done yet. Do something about these."
She motioned down at her chest where her breasts still hung like oversized watermelons. Jon, whose chest now matched exactly, glared incredulously at her.
"That's not my fault," he said, "You're the idiot whose dumb enough to not think before saying 'I wish.'"
Sarah looked down, pouting, just as Jon foolishly continued to speak...
