Karyn woke up the next morning with a woody. As she stretched she gabbed her erect member and squeezed. "God that feels really good" she thought. Karyn continued to squeeze and massage her member. While it felt nice, it never developed into the "Oh-my-god" feeling that she had expected. In fact, the growing feeling that was beginning to command her attention was that she had to pee. Sighing as her new toy deflated, She threw on a robe and headed for the bathroom.
As Karyn walked down the hall, Jon called out from the kitchen, "Don't be too long. Pancakes and eggs will be ready shortly."
Karyn stood in front of the toilet holding her very slightly inflated penis with her entire hand wrapped around it like it was a garden hose. "Well come on" she glared, and waited and waited and waited. When a little dribble started she finally relaxed and a full stream shot out splashing the back of the toilet and seat before she could redirect it into the water. "Damn, missed again! No wonder men's toilets are always disgusting."
After washing her hands, Karyn entered the kitchen to find Jon dressed in form fitting jeans that displayed his, or rather her, very round butt. The outfit was completed with a stressed deep plunge tee shirt and pink tennis shoes with little sock pom-poms on the back. The strange thing was that Jon was standing on a chair in front of the sink.
"Not that I don't appreciate the show, but what are you doing", Karyn asked?
"I'm getting plates for breakfast smarty pants. Or rather no pants in your case. Here, hold these and help me down."
Karyn held the plates for Jon as he scooped eggs and pancakes onto them. Placing the filled plates on the table, Karyn sat down while Jon dragged the other chair back from its step stool function by the sink. When Jon sat down he immediately encountered an unfamiliar problem. His breasts contacted the edge of the table before he could scoot the chair in far enough for a comfortable eating position.
"Ahhh... how do women do this?!"
Karyn smiled and said, "I've never had to personally work that problem out because I was always taller by the time I developed. From watching a few of my short busty friends, I think you just have to smash-em in close and pretend that everything is normal."
Jon scooted the chair close enough to eat and in the process generated a mountain of cleavage that was pretty difficult to ignore. "Now I know where table manners came from" he commented. "There is no possible way I could lean in to grab things out of reach. Pass the salt please".
As they talked over breakfast, Karyn expressed her frustration with her new equipment. "I thought it would be a major kick, but I never seem to get beyond nice. I was expecting a lot more. "I tried rubbing and squeezing in various ways, but it never really takes off."
"We could always use the Stone", Jon Suggested.
"I suppose, but I wanted something more realistic so I could better understand what turns men on."
"As it happens, right now I'm probably the most knowledgeable woman in the world on what men like. Let's see... For one thing, mechanical manipulation is what puts you over the top, but it's "thought" that gets you there. It's mostly in the mind."
"Like what", Karyn asked.
"Men are very visual. We're stimulated by looking and thinking. But it's also the "power" factor."
"Power Factor?"
"Yeah power! Taller, stronger, and last but most definitely not least is the smug knowledge that sex is fun for us because we don't get pregnant; we make you pregnant!"
Running into the bedroom Karyn returned with the Stone.
"I wish that I would transform into the male equivalent of myself, in excellent physical condition."
Karyn morphed into a somewhat familiar looking man of about 6'3", 215 lbs.
Looking way down on Jon, Karyn said "now I understand a phrase I heard a guy use once referring to a petite acquaintance as "Pick-Up and Screw On"."
Karyn shifted and adjusted herself as she became aroused.
Once more grasping the stone, Karyn said "I wish that Jon will change to the degree of pregnancy I was last thinking of prior to my reaching orgasm".
"Whoa! Wait a minute! I admit to maybe having fun like this but I don't know about pregnant. That's blowing things out of proportion!"
"Oh Jon, that's a pun... out of proportion ... that's funny. And you're right, I'm getting very aroused. Besides, I phrased it so I can unpregnant you as well."
As Karyn sat staring into space without saying anything, she was imagining Jon so pregnant he waddled and got stuck in chairs. "God I want to do this now!" she thought.
"Karyn, what are you thinking", asked Jon in a concerned voice?
