"I wish..."
"That the minimum size of all fully-developed women's breasts was a D-cup or bigger."
Karyn's eyes grew to the size of dinner plates as her once-humble, B-cup breasts grew as well. "What the hell, Jon!" she shouted as her uniform stretched to fit her new developments.
Jon's could only eagerly watch as his lips curled into a devilish grin. He still had more wishes to make. "I wish that all women had a second pair of breast below their original pair."
Karyn's jaw dropped. She was speechless. She never would have guessed that Jon, of all people, was capable of doing this. He was so nice. She was so confounded that she could barely even registered her unnaturally changing body. It was only when she saw that Jon was hungrily stareing at the area below her boobs that Karyn realized that she had changed.
She raised her hand, slowly. She lightly touched her new, bottom-right breast. Her spine quaked with the sensation. It shocked her like lightning. Her new boobs felt so real! It was alien and natural at the same time. She felt her stomach do a flip. Too stunned to speak, she helplessly looked back at Jon with pleading eyes.