As Jon, unsteadily returned to his feet, his older sister Becky giggled.
"What's the matter Jon?" she goaded. "Experiencing a balance problem?"
Jon replied with the loudest wordless scowl of disapproval he could.
"Come on Jon, this is just a bit of fun! Here, let me help your balance problem Jon! I wish you had female breasts as big as those in your dirty magazines!"
The rock glowed and the buttons on Jon's shirt buckled under the combined force of two sudden explosions of breast tissue. Two giant boobs fell forward, closely followed by the rest of Jon's body as he helplessly toppled out of his high heels.
"By 'help'," Becky laughed, "I of course meant, 'help make it worse'! You look so funny, little brother!"
Jon was getting upset. He pushed himself from the floor, gathering his sensitive bosom in his hands. He kicked his heels to the side and stood flat on his feet again. With one arm scooped around his boobs, Jon quickly stepped forward to snatch the stone from his sister's grab with the other!
