Of course Jon had no time to worry about that as his sister started hitting him repeatedly.
"How the fuck did you do this to me?!" Zoe shrieked.
However Jon was distracted by the way his sister's boobs jiggled and bounced as she pounded his arm.
"I-- I don't know. I just woke up and I had this power!" Jon managed to squeak. He grabbed his sister's wrists, she struggled for a moment as she was unable to overpower him with her bony teenage arms. After a moment, Jon was able to let her go. Zoe still glared at him like she could go off again any moment.
"You're lying." She sneered.
"No, it's true."
"What else can you do?"
"I don't really know. I just thought about you having bigger boobs and it happened."
Zoe looked disgusted, but not surprised.
"You fucking pervert." She tried to fold her arms over her new assets to keep them from Jon's view. "Change me back."
"Why? Don't all girls want bigger breasts?"
"You don't know anything perv. I'm like five foot nine and a buck oh five. These things make me look like a cow. You think I can still do swim team like this?"
"Don't be such a bitch Zoe." Jon muttered.
"Stop being such a perv, Jon." Zoe shot back, "Fix this right now, or else I'm telling Mom. I feel like I'm being squeezed in a fucking vise."
"All right, all right." Jon whined.
Jon pointed at Zoe's chest and imagined her breasts back to a c-cup.
"All the way, asshole."
Zoe's chest shrunk back to their perky b-cup size.
"Thanks." Zoe grunted. "Now what can you do that's useful?"
"What do you mean?"
"Just because I don't want to walk around with massive boobs doesn't mean I wouldn't change anything about myself."
Jon was confused. "What did you have in mind?"
Zoe smirked. "I don't know, there's lots of things that would be cool. I'd like to be taller, I'd like naturally black hair, or maybe something wild... like fangs. Oh! Or gills! Webbed feet, bat wings! I have a very active imagination."
"Sorry Zoe, it doesn't work that way. I can only, uhm... change boobs."
A look of pure disgust crossed Zoe's face. "You bloody freak. You disgust me."
Zoe then turned on her heels and went back to her room and slammed the door. Jon looked back at the rock sitting silently on his dresser.
