Jon is exactly what Sarah needed

Sarah looks down at the pile of clothing that now occupied the space where Jon once sat helplessly before her. "Hmm, why don't we see..." Reaching down, Sarah rummages through the clothing, and quickly comes upon what she was looking for: A bra, pink and made of satin with lots of lace, and best of all it appeared to be just her size, her NEW size. Smiling, she looked at Jon, making sure to puff out her breasts just for Jon, "Well now, why don't we put you to work, huh? No use in having a bra if you don't use it!" Jon, meanwhile, was *not* happy, not to mention uncomfortable. He could see Sarah puffing out her chest, and he could feel her handling him, and despite the strange sensations he somehow knew what was what... but worst of all, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak out, he couldn't do anything as Sarah pulled him in toward her chest... placing his cups about her breasts, tightening his body up against hers, reaching around and clasping his... arms?, his straps together, firmly securing him into a place where he feared he may never escape. Sarah giggled, part at the comfortably soft feeling that Jon had up against her chest, and part at the thrill of power she was feeling. It wasn't just power, it was *absolute* power over another human being. Making sure to stretch her back, just to get the *maximum* pull in her new bra, she turned back to her mirror to admire her reflection. Having proper support gave Sarah a better feeling about her new breasts, and she decided that she would keep them just as they were. Jon meanwhile was feeling himself being stretched to his limits, he was being pulled in every which way and there was nothing he could do about it; true, if circumstances were any different Jon might have loved, even dreamed to be in his current position, but circumstances weren't different, and the loss of his body, indeed his very *life*, had mulled him quite a bit... "Hmm, the boobs are okay, not that I got a bra to support them... but I look *way* too old for my age... there's got to be a way to fix that..." Remembering the rock, Sarah tried to think of a way to remedy her situation, even as Jon silently bemoaned his...