“I wish that Karyn is wearing a bright pink Lycra spandex bikini that's tight and skimpy, sandals on her feet, and that she’s also wearing makeup and has pink-painted nails. Karyn’s body has been exercised and toned specifically to improve her looks in a bikini and the results are perfect. Karyn is also wearing a small long-sleeve denim jacket that is open in the front. Her hair is up in a ponytail with a pink ribbon holding it. ”
The stone glowed and immediately I was forced to blink by some unknown force that strained my eyes. As soon as I re-opened them Karyn stood very differently before me. The girl showed a lot more of herself in a way that I had never seen before. Gone was the tomboy that kept herself covered up and now stood a beach goddess if I ever saw one. Karyn oozed sex appeal in that tight pink bikini that even though the bottom piece wasn’t a thong the fabric was so minimal in its coverage that it nearly could be classified as one. Everything from her dainty feet with pink-painted toenails encased within the straps of her sandals, to her long sultry legs, to her taunt midriff and large breasts that strained the spandex material of her skimpy top, everything about Karyn was even more attractive to me then I could have ever imagined. The denim jacket that she wore over her top made her allure even more undeniable. The article was so small that it only reached down to just below her breasts and hung open in the front with her breasts keeping the sides at bay as they pushed out. The jacket wouldn't have been able to be buttoned up anyways because of its small size and the fact that Karyn's breasts were now enormous thanks to her earlier wish. The look on her face was priceless, not just because of the surprised confusion but also because the makeup she wore and the pink ribbon in her natural platinum blonde hair made her look downright adorable in a way that I thought I would never be able to see Karyn pull off.
Suddenly as if on queue with the finishing of my own observation of her Karyn shifted her gaze downward and yelped in surprise at what she saw. Trying to cover herself up with her arms and failing miserably Karyn looked at me with a sound of fear and urgency in her voice that matched her wide eyelids as she asked “Jon what’s going on? I don’t remember coming over here dressed like this! Why am I wearing this outfit?”
