Jon stood there wondering what was going to happen to him. Being immobilized left him in a precarious position; he could see Becky holding the rock in here hands, but was unable to reach out and grab it. He was also subject what ever whim struck the girls. The three of them stood up and looked him over. After some time, Paige spoke.
"Becky, I must say, I have never seen boobs that big on a woman, let alone guy. I can only imagine how difficult they are to control."
"Well," said Becky, "let's see. Jon, I want you to walk across the room and back."
Jon suddenly felt compelled to do just what Becky told him. He walked to the far corner and back, all the while felling his ass swing and breasts bob up-and-down. The heals did not help at all.
"Jon," said Becky, "it is obvious you are new to the world of breasts; you do not even know how to manage them for the everyday. For that, you will be punished. But first, so I don't have to keep wishing endlessly, I wish that Paige, Dawn, and myself had the power change your clothing by stating, 'Jon, put on ,' and then the article of clothing or outfit. Everyone got that? Good. Now for your punishment; Jon put on a bra for boobs your size that is solely designed to accentuate them and offers almost no support."
With that a bra appeared on Jon and pushed his breasts up so that the tops truly were parallel with the ground and they stuck out so much that he could only see his feet one at a time when he held them out, which wasn't easy in the heals. As far as support, he now had less due to the fact that his breast now had more room to go down and couldn't rest in the least on his torso.
"Oh, that's much better," stated Becky. "You look great. Dose anyone else want to have a go at our new toy?"
