Jon looked in a mirror at himself. His hair was dyed red and he had breasts! Not as big as Karyn's, but big enough to be noticeable.
But the more Jon looked over himself, the more he began to think he didn't look too bad. In fact, he thought he looked pretty good. Who cared if he had breasts? They weren't really too noticeable anyway, maybe A-cups. And he liked having red hair. It always looked good on Karyn, so what was so wrong with him having it too?
He knew that he was feeling this way because of his wish, but he couldn't stop thinking that he was pleased with his current look.
And Karyn couldn't stop thinking the same about herself either. She didn't know why she was complaining so much about having DD-cup breasts. They were heavy, yeah. But they made her feel good. They made her feel sexy. Was that such a bad thing?
Karyn looked down at the stone in her hand. After they made their wishes, Jon had let go of it, so Karyn was now free to make a wish for herself. But what wish should she make?
