As soon as Jaime got up to her room, she slammed the door and dialed Karen's number.
"Karen, it's me, Jaime," he said hurriedly into the phone, "what's so urgent this time? You didn't make any stupid wishes, did you?"
"I'm afraid that's exactly it," replied Karen ashamedly, "I kinda got a little jealous of you having such a hot date after being a girl for a only a couple hours, and......well......maybe you should just come over here."
After sneaking past his mother, Jaime made over to Karen's house down the street. She snuck around to Karen's bedroom window and climbed like he (when she had been a he) had done a million times before.
Karen called quietly from the bathroom, "I'll be out in a sec, just have a seat," and continued muttering unintelligibly under her breath.
Jaime, sitting on the corner of Karen's bed, just sat and stewed in her concern over what bonehead thing Karen had managed to wish up now.
Karen snuck out of the bathroom wrapped in a heavy terryclothe rob and said, "I got a little jealous...," to which Jaime replied, "So you said! Go on, out with it, what've you done to us now?!?"
"Well, I managed to not do anything to you, for which you should be quite happy, but now I've got to deal with....these." Upon saying this, Karen whipped open the robe to reveal the largest pair of breasts Jaime had ever laid eyes on.
"Hummina-hummina-ha-wah," Stammered Jaime as Karen threw the robe down, "And I thought I got stuck with some big 'uns!"
"I just wished that I had what you had that made you so damned lucky with guys," Karen sobbed, "and I got these....these.....BOOBIES!" and broke into tears.
Jaime just started to stammer and jumped up in a vain attempt to hug the bawling Karen, as their breasts wouldn't let them anywhere near each other. "Well, maybe we can.......
