Jon gets more than he expects

While Jon was distracted by his new breasts, Karen took advantage of the situation by making a few more well worded wishes.
"I wish that when I reach into the drawer whatever body part I am thinking of with the 'specifications' I am thinking of will appear, also when returned to the drawer it will disappear."
"I wish that all rules that apply to the breasts also apply toward all body parts taken from the drawer."
"Finally, I wish that the rock will sit on my dresser and become unmoveable and unuseable for a month."
Now I can have some fun with Jon and he can't freak out and do anything catastrophic, Karen thought.
Jon heard the last wish and went beserk. He tackled Karen with his hands around her throat.
"What the hell have you just done!"
Karen, choaking, was forced to defend herself, so she began to punch Jon in his breasts. Jon reeled in pain, screaming and released Karen. Jon began backing away tears in his eyes.
"Karen, I thought we were friends."
"We were. Why did you try to kill me?"
"Duh! You disabled the stone and trapped me as this freak!"
"I disabled the stone because it's dangerous and you get out of control. With what just happened you may have just wished me dead. Did you think about that? Also only I can remove your breasts. If you would have killed me you would not only have had to answer to the police, but you would have had to do it with your breasts poking out from underneath your shirt. Then you would probably never see the rock again, but look on the bright side, you'd make some one a good girlfriend in jail."
"That still doesn't explain why you did this to me!"
"You don't understand what it's like to be a girl and have guys stare at your breasts and think nothing of you except for a walking pair of tits!"
"Karen."
"What!"
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do any thing demeaning to you. I like you too much to do anything like that. I..."
Tears began to well up in Jon's eyes. Karen ran to him and hugged him. Jon yelped a little at the embrace because his breasts were still sore from the pounding he took. Then he laid his head on Karen's shoulder and said between sobs, "Please change me back, I'm soooooo sorry."
"Jon, I just wish you could understand me better."
Immediately upon hearing the words 'I wish' Jon jumps back away from Karen and begins examining himself. Karen laughing blurts out, "That's exacly why I disabled the stone. No accidents for a month. We can think about what we are going to do with the stone in the meantime."
"Ok, but will you please fix me?"
Karen thinking a little too much like Bill Clinton, thought, 'Yeah I'll fix him. I'll make him understand how girls feel, but I must be gentle with him, afterall he is still my friend.'
"Jon, I want you to understand what it's like to have breasts and ...."
"Oh, I think I understand them quite well now. Thanks for enlightening me, but ..."
"And, I don't want to embarass you by ..."
"Ok, good lets get them off."
"Stop interrupting me! Or I'll leave them on you!"
Jon makes a zipping his lips motion.
"What I'm gonna let you do is give you smaller breasts that you can hide."
"But!"
"But, nothing. I'm doing this to help you understand me better. I'm making it so you can hide them, that is unless you wanna keep those huge knockers you have currently."
"Ok, fine."
With that Jon thinks, 'Well I can just bolt after she removes these things, then maybe later I can talk some sense into her.' Karen walks over to the drawer and pulls out what appears to be a sheet of skin. Jon looks confused.
Karen smiles and says, "It's a vagina."
"No! No way! No way in hell you're putting that on me! I didn't agree to this!"
"This is just to keep you from running away while I change out your breasts. I saw the look in your eye, so don't tell me that you weren't planning on running."
'Damn woman's intuition!', Jon thought.
"Ok lets get this over with."
"Spread em!"
Jon didn't like this one bit, but did as told. Karen placed the vagina at Jon's crotch, it quickly dissapeared through his pants. Jon gasped, he now felt a new distribution of pressure in his pants. Karen patted the bulge in Jon's pants and found it to be merely empty space.
"Please don't do that."
"Feels a bit better now doesn't it?"
"Feels really wierd."
"Then maybe I should let you get used to it."
"No, lets just get on with things."
With that Karen got up and took Jon's breasts and traded them with some A cup sized breasts.
"There do you feel better now? Or do you want larger ones?"
"I still feel wierd. I hope you're happy. Now get this vagina off of me!"
"Lets go get a milkshake."
With that Karen walks out the door.