AI-Bra: A Retreat

"Well," Jon paused, "about that *I wish I was on a one-week vacation somewhere where no one minds a guy with girl-boobs **right now!***" "What!? Jon, you *son* of a-" Karyn was interrupted by a sudden bright flash and when it cleared, Jon was gone. --- "I'm sure she'll forgive me," Jon muttered. "I didn't want to leave her like that, but I *knew* I would cave if she tried to make a debate out of it. The whole point of this was so that *I* can make wishes, by myself." Jon could feel his perky, A-cup breasts brushing against the fabric of the C-cup wishing bra. After examining them for a moment, he looked around to see where his hasty wish had brought him for a vacation. "Well, this wasn't what I expected at all "