Karyn the patchwork girl

I looked away from Karyn. When I could get back to looking at her, she was very different. She had no tits, and she had now black curly hair. She was starting to panick as I realized that, the way I worded the wish, her tits and blonde hair should be in her house, in a drawer. We then wished to be in her room. She opened her closet top drawer only to find a pair of tits and something that seemed like a blonde wig, only much more real. "Great, what will I do with these?" She asked, pulling the tits and putting them in front of her chest. The tits glowed and appeared on her chest under her shirt. "What the heck!?" "I think I got it." - I said. - "You seem to be able to wear these like clothing. Try to take them off." She put her hands on her tits then pulled them off, as they came out back in her hands and in front of her chest. I laughed, picked up the "wig" and put it on. Long blonde hair fell on my backs. MY hair. "Amazing!" - I said, taking it off with the same ease. "That still doesn't solve my problem." - Said Karyn. - "Either I'll have big tits, or I'll have none." "Nope." - I said - "Watch and learn. I wish Karyn would have B-cup tits.". As I expected, nothing happened to her chest. "So?" - She said, unfazed. "Look in your drawer." - I said. There was, besides the big tits, a small b-cup pair of tits. She smiled. "Nice trick, now get me my normal hair too." I wished so, she picked up the B-cup tits and the short red hair and put them on. She was back to normal.