It was one of those many past-episode days in their life, where Jim was - once again - searching through a gift shop that looked so shabby, that no one with a serious mind would have even set a foot into it. And Sharon, who - once again - was finally back in her old body, after having to endure a week with some strange modifications thanks to a - once again - failed experiment of her 'beloved' boyfriend. She knew he was looking for something to screw her once more, but then it was his hobby, and boys need a hobby. So she rolled her eyes and watched Jim dive through the various displayed goods, that in her opinion varied only between crappy and fraud in a degree that no one - with a serious mind, so not her boyfriend - would ever spend a single dime on. And then she heard his excited voice. That sound that foretold strange things that she was sure no other relationship ever had to endure: "What is that 'Try before you buy' Wishing Rock?!"
A sun-tanned man with a short, sharp cut black beard appeared from a room behind the counter and smiled in a way that reminded Sharon of those people that sell you a used car or fake carpet for a price at least double what a sane person would pay. And with a perfectly fitting Arabic accent he answered: "Oh... that is one of our finest pieces. Too bad no one believed it was truly a wishing rock, so we decided to give a customer one free wish before they buy." Jim, already holding the rock, stared at the clerk in disbelief, then his eyes moved towards his girl Sharon, who instinctively felt her back-hair raising. She knew exactly what would happen now.
"No... don't! DON'T!!" she yelled at him, but given the opportunity, Jim just couldn't resist.
"I wish Sharon had basekt-ball sized, delicious, huge boobs!"
There was a moment of deadly silence and only the clerk was still smiling. Jim stared at Sharon and hoped it would work. Sharon stared at Jim and prayed it wouldn't. And then she felt a way too familiar tingle in her chest.
"I am going to kill UUUHHHH!" she exclaimed but was interrupted when her tits suddenly rushed outward and stretched her shirt to the limit of it's fabric. But it managed to keep her expanding tits at bay only for a second, then exploded with a loud ripping noise and set her still expanding boobs free. Jim's gaze had in the meantime moved down, so he could properly inspect the result of his latest and obviously very successful experiment to the fullest, while Sharon rotated her gaze between an attempt to kill Jim with it, and beg the clerk for help. When her boobs finally settled at the size requested and dominated her entire torso with a firmness and shape that usually only existed in photo-shopped porn, they finally found back their voices.
"Am I supposed to walk around with these for the rest of my life or what?!" Sharon yelled at Jim, but he just ignored her and turned towards the salesman.
"How much for the rock?" The still smiling man decided to answer both.
"Don't worry. As this was a free wish, it will only hold for 24 hours. And that'll be 1 million dollars."
"Can I get a second wish, so I can wish for the money?" Jim asked desperately.
"Only one wish per customer." the clerk returned, still smiling like nothing out of the ordinary had happened today.
Thu Apr 03 12:52:35 2014