It took a few more minutes to calm the woman down enough for her to let Jon use the phone. This was less than straight-forward as he couldn't pick up the receiver or dial. In the end he had to get her to do it for him, while he shouted instructions. His mom on the other end of the line seemed rather bemused and confused, but in the end they got her to wish the stone into the woman's appartment.
The woman was quite surprised when it finally appeared on the bed.
"Magic, huh? Who'd've guessed it. So do I just wish?" She asked, picking the rock up.
"Uh, yes," replied Jon. "But be careful, that thing is dangerous."
"Yeah, well, I don't much care what happens to you, you little pervert." She exclaimed.
Jon sighed, the woman seemed intent that he'd somehow got hold of her breasts on purpose.
She grabbed the rock. "I wish you'd get out from behind me!" she exclaimed.
Suddenly, Jon found himself facing the woman, still holding her breasts. He had a much better view of her from here. She was rather pretty - short, slender, shoulder length wavy red hair. But her breasts were something else. They were huge. Much too large for her small frame. Jon could only stare.
She glared at him. "Getting an eye-full? Yes I have great big tits, whooppee-doo. You wouldn't be so fond of looking at them and holding them if you knew what a damn pain in the neck they are. You know I was going to be a champion gymnast before mother nature sprung these things on me?"
She got a strange look in her eye. "Hey, if this thing is magic, I can save myself a fortune on plastic surgery! I wish my breasts were, let's see, a C-cup."
She looked down expectantly, and sure enough, her previously massive breasts, shrunk down to more manageable proportions. "Fantastic!" she exclaimed.
She frowned at Jon, an angry look in her eyes. "Now, what to do with you, you little letch..."
