"Whose house should we go to first?" asked Karyn.
"She usually goes to Paige's place; her house is the biggest, and she has the most stuff for them to use," replied Jon.
"Then let's start there," said Karyn. "Where is it?"
"About four streets over," Jon responded.
"Well let's get going," commanded Karyn.
They left the house and walked down the street. Under normal circumstances, they would have run, but Jon's shoes shortened his stride and his breasts were bouncing around enough without increased up-and-down movement. Even though he wasn't wearing a bra (one had never been wished upon him and he didn't own any), he doubted it would help very much.
As the two of them walked, Becky's voice entered Jon's head. "My dear brother, you seem to be getting along quite nicely. However, something dose seem out of place. Now, I did tell you I would let you know if I think of anything else for your. Besides, what is the point of changing you if you don't know; it wouldn't be nearly as fun. What am I going to change? Well here it is. I wish that Jon's gait would be more of a sensual saunter with a lot of east-west movement in his butt that his healed shoes accentuated. Well enjoy."
With that, Becky's voice was gone and Jon felt his ass expand. As he walked, he could not help but feel a new sway with each step.
"Damn it!" Jon shouted.
"What?" asked Karyn.
"Becky just changed the way I walk and the size of my ass," answered Jon.
"How do you know that?" inquired Karyn. "I thought you had to hear a wish to know what changed."
"You do, and Becky sent her voice inside my head so I could hear it just to torture me more," replied Jon.
"Well," said Karyn, "we better get to Paige's quickly."
