The DD-cup breasts were unmistakable, given the way the corset-style top pushed them up while doing its best to hold them in place. Jon immediately thought about them shrinking, and shrink they did, looking like a pair of deflating balloons as they returned to their normal B-cup size. But he hadn't meant to make them grow in the first place, and she didn't seem to have noticed anyway...
Zoe turned around and started walking out of Jon's room. Jon thought about the naturally black hair she'd mentioned a few minutes ago, and instantly, her shoulder-length hair started to cascade down her back, acquiring a stylish wave as it did so. By the time Zoe reached the door, she had glossy hair that was so black it was almost blue, reaching past her ass, almost to her knees.
"Hold on a sec," said Jon.
Zoe turned, and with a quick thought from Jon, her DD cups returned. She crossed her arms below them. "What?" she asked.
"Uh, notice anything different?" asked Jon.
"What, should I?" retorted Zoe.
Jon gulped. "I think it worked."
"What worked?"
"Just a minute ago -- when I wished to be able to alter anything in the universe with just a thought. I think I got all the rock's powers. That's why it broke apart."
"Holy shit!" Zoe was looking around. "So what did you change?"
Once again, Jon found himself contemplating whether or not he should tell his sister the truth.
