I hung on Sarah's chest, expecting to become human once more, but nothing happened. "C'mon, stop fooling around! Make me human again!"
"Hey, I made the wish. Its not my fault the nothing happened!" She sounded frustrated and annoyed. She pulled her shirt off and then began pulling at my straps.
"Hey, what are you doing? Stop it, that tickles!" I realized that she was trying to take me off. She didn't seem to be having much success though.
"Why won't you come off?!" I could feel my body stretching, as she gave up trying to open my clasps and just tried to pull me open by brute force.
I began to panic that I was going to end up a tattered broken and abandoned bra. "Sarah! Please stop! I'm not doing anything! Please don't kill me!"
She stopped. "What?"
"If I'm stuck as a bra and you tear me apart I might as well be dead..." I sighed...