John looked at Loki, then looked at Jennifer and said, "Nothing. She's perfect just the way she is." The two of them shared a smile.
Loki rolled his eyes, and then said, "I had a feeling that's what you'd say. So let's try this again, but now you'll always tell me the truth -- in fact, everyone in this room will. If you could change one thing about your bride, what would it be?"
"I'd make her tits a lot bigger," John blurted, and then clamped his hand over his mouth. An expression of shock and horror landed on his new wife's face.
Loki chuckled. "Yeah, that's a problem with Asians, isn't it? The good news is that I can fix that problem." He waved a hand in Jennifer's direction.
"Oh, my God," she squealed. Under her dress, her breasts were inflating as if they were a pair of balloons. The bridesmaids, and the rest of the reception attendees, could only watch in awe. Within about 10 seconds, her white bodice was straining against what might as well have been a pair of volleyballs she was trying to smuggle.
"My first gift to you," said Loki. "You didn't say what 'a lot bigger' meant, but I assume that should suffice. Now, let's see --"
The bride found her voice, and screamed at both Loki and her new husband, "These are too big! Change me back!"
Loki feigned being upset. "Is that any way to react to a wedding gift, given out of the kindness of my heart? Maybe if I mentioned that I've adjusted your musculature, and -- "
"Look, thanks a lot," the groom interrupted, "but I do think they are a little too big."
"Hmm, I know you're telling the truth, so there must be something else going on here. I mean, you really like the thought of other guys being aroused by your wife, right? Well, you do now."
John looked at Jennifer, his thoughts altering -- wow, he'd been so lucky to land a petite Asian with a pretty face, just the kind of girl a lot of other guys fantasized about, and now the fact that her tits had been magically enlarged to a huge size --
Loki broke him out of his reverie by turning toward Jennifer and saying, "And you, I assume you're being nice and thinking about your friends and their jealousy. Well, no need to worry about that." He waved toward the bridesmaids, who found their breasts inflating, accompanied by gasps and one shriek. The four females were quickly just as well-endowed as their friend the bride, their burgundy dresses showing off plenty of cleavage.
"Very nice," said Loki, more to himself than anyone else. He turned back to the groom. "Now that I've tweaked your mind a little bit, I'll ask you again -- if you could change one thing about your bride, what would it be?"