"Ok, listen. Jon doesn't know there is a price to pay for womanhood - the price of pain and discomfort. We have to deal with periods, giving birth, being small and vulnerable and even just having to carry those around." Karyn pointed at her breasts. "Jon wanted to have boobs to play with? Thought they are just for fun? That's typical male attitude. I suggest we make sure after his adventure in your body he really appreciates the pain our chests really are."
"So what is it exactly that you suggest?" I was hesitant.
"Well. Simply let's make him understand large breasts are no fun for the one who has to carry them."
"Really?"
"Ugh." Karyn palmed her face. "Trust me Mrs. Gibson, once you get back to your normal body you will appreciate Jon having more respect to for girls and not objectifying them based the size of their chests!"
She pointed at the ring on my finger. "Make it so Mrs Gibson"
"Ok, ok." I looked at the ring closely and spun it on my finger. "Also, if you really insist on not calling me Jon at least use Rachel and not Mrs Gibson."
I was hesitant to wish anything specific. I knew how excited I was to try being my mom. So even if inside I was just Rachel in Jon's body and with his memories, and Jon was in my original body which I didn't feel like an owner of... I wasn't sure if I really wanted to teach him a lesson. If I really felt like spoiling the experience for him.
"So how big should I make them?" I asked looking at Karyn
"I don't think it matters." she shrugged. "As long as they are heavy enough for him to understand."
"Ok then..." I clenched my ring-hand into a fist. I decided to trust my friend's (or Jon's friend's) judgement. "I wish Rachel Gibson's body's breasts would slowly get heftier and heftier over the course of the day until..." Rachel thought for a second "... until Jon really regrets making himself deal with them."
"Ok that sounds good." Karyn sounded pleased.
I did not like the way Karyn behaved. She seemed to be bossing around. She seemed to think she was in charge here but she wasn't really. This was all about Jon Gibson and his mother and no matter what combination of those was currently me I did not like this.
"As for the other reasons you wanted to become your mom..." Karyn started
"What? I don't think we should be messing with Jon any more. At least I don't have any more reasonable ideas of what to do." I protested.
"Well, I do!" Karyn was relentless. She grabbed my ring-hand. I thought of yanking it away but for some reason I couldn't bring myself to it. "And you'll appreciate this one:" she continued. "I wish this evening bodies of Mr and Mrs Gibson flooded with hormones resulting in a wild night of passion between the two. I wish Jon was impregnated that night but woke up already 9 months pregnant the next morning."
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST WISH FOR KARYN?!" I exploded when she finished and let go of my hand. I was stunned for a moment but it didn't last very long. "WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST WISH WHATEVER YOU PLEASE?"
"Well, you wished I could get a wish whenever I wanted too!" she answered shrugging and looking slightly confused. "Don't you remember?"
Oh shit. It must have had something to do with my prior wish of Karyn being fine with me having this ring. Of course she would be perfectly fine with it if she could also use it. And if that was warranted by an actual wish... that would explain why I couldn't bring myself to yank my hand away when she was using the ring.
"Besides" she continued. "We are trying to teach Jon a lesson, right?"
Were we? Is that what I wanted? I didn't even know who I was really so the only thing I could say for certain was that I was definitely a pretty confused human being.