Suddenly Jon spoke again. "You know Lizzie, as hot as that was I felt like you were missing something." Jon had his typical pensive look again. The look I, and most likely Karyn as well, had started to hate.
"Maybe you need more, or something bigger? I mean look at Karyn." He motioned at her giant rack. "Wouldn't want to be more feminine like Karyn here?"
He had a six sided dice again. "What shall we do? Or maybe you would prefer to stay like this and instead we should make Karyn even more attractive."
He was ogling her giant breasts again.
"You know what?" Jon said eventually. "Karen can be my tit-toy. For now. Believe it or not but I also have some other needs. Such as having someone with a great ass and a majestic sway in her hips."
Jon walked over to me looking me in the eye and put his hands on my hips. I looked down. I might have been a girl but I definitely wasn't curvy. In fact, as a guy I had quite a wide butt so essentially the only thing that changed was my waist which was slimmer. At least I guessed that because it was still covered by the T-shirt I was wearing.
I raised my eyes back up only to find Jon looking straight into them.
"Besides, there's also the issue of your height. I don't like my women being able to look me straight in the eye. I'd much rather have you crane your head up to see my face."
I didn't like what I heard at all. If Jon was to proceed with what I thought he was doing I was to lose my height - the only attribute of my body which remained from my old male self. I felt quite comfortable at 6 feet tall... The problem was it was long past the time when it mattered what I feel comfortable with.
"My dear Liz, I have an idea for a wish which will fix both of my problems."
He reached into his pocket and grasped the stone raising it right in front of my face.
"I wish that Liz here would roll a six-sided die and then her hips would get wider by whatever her result was , in inches, from each side. I wish that her butt grew together with her hips, bubble-shaped but not necessarily firm - I prefer it rather being soft and wobbly." He winked at me and I felt his hand grabbing my buttock and squeezing it painfully. "In addition I wish her to get smaller, weaker and more petite, shrinking exactly three inches now and then after she thrown the dice additional two inches for each point on the die."
As soon as he finished I found myself reaching out to Jon to take the die from him. When I had the little plastic thing in my hand I looked straight at Jon for the last time before the transformation, or rather I tried to do that. I used to be eye-level with my old body, now I was looking straight at his lips. I looked around. My surroundings didn't feel any different, really, but standing to people or items up close really emphasized even a three inch height loss. I was 5'9'' now. Still taller than Karyn. The question was for how long...
I tossed the die at Jon and crossed my arms under my smallish breasts, making my elbow-nipples really poke out.
"That wasn't nice." said Jon. "You will regret such behaviour later if you don't change your attitude soon... Also, judging by the die I recommend you sit down. This might be drastic..."
I would have done that even if he didn't say it because as soon as my die stopped rolling on the floor I felt a brief flash of pain through my pelvis...
