Jon looked at herself wearing a maid uniform. The black and white dress was cut low to display her ample bosom. Jon had secretly chosen a new bra that fit better. The skirt was cut above the top half of her thighs; any breeze or sudden movements would reveal her panties. Karyn sure had weird tastes.
Jon wasn't much better, as she enjoyed changing her race and accent with each of the different costumes. "Kahyn, I noetized somezeeng," Jon said in her thick French accent, "Yourgr 'air and bheasts zeem to bee za leettle deeffaihent zan beefohe."
Karyn giggled at Jon accent and Jon had to repeat herself for her to understand. "I guess you're right," Karyn said looking in the mirror, "It's probably that wish from before about my hair and breast would be how I would like them." Karyn's hair had turned to a strawberry blonde and it regained some of its curls. Her breasts, although larger than original, were at a smaller, more reasonable size. It suited her slim figure much better.
Looking at Karyn's breasts reminded Jon of her own breasts. She looked in the mirror again and noticed the dress was designed for larger breasts. She wanted to see what it looked like. By command, Jon's breasts once again swelled up a bit more pushing hard against her bra once again. Even though they were large, they were firm.
"You filled out nicely," Karyn said with a smirk.
Jon jumped as she forgot Karyn was there for a second. Jon recovered quickly. As a joke, she gave a deep clumsy curtsy and said, "I aem at youh cummaand, mademoiselle." Karyn couldn't hold back the giggles. Jon looked up into her reflection while still in a curtsy. She could easily down her dress at her firm breasts. Jon's male mind thought, 'Oh yeah, that's sexy.'
