...the door opened and in walked a very surprised Frederick Orr senior.
"Freddy, what's going on here? What's happened to your room?" Then turning to the still dancing form of Ginger (Mikey) Grant, now clad only in heels, stockings a garter belt and panties added, "And just who the hell are you lady, and what do you think you're doing stripping in front of a ten year old boy?"
Fred just sat there on his bed too terrified to do anything. Something wet, smelly and disgusting had just hit the proverbial fan and things were almost certainly going to go from bad to worse, when Ginger/Mikey spoke up, still in mid-dance.
"Hi Mr. Orr," Mikey spoke in Ginger's seductive tone "My names Mikey. I'm only nine years old and I look like this because Freddy's got a wishing rock that can make me look like anybody and do anything he wishes."
While Fred's father was trying to get a grip on what this strange lady just said, junior came to his senses, looked at the rock for a second then blurted out "Dad, I wish you wouldn't notice anything strange in my room. And Mikey I want you to change into my mom."
"Certainly master." And with that Mikey changed into a duplicate of Mrs. Orr, still mostly naked and still dancing and now kicking off his/her heels in Freddy's direction.
Once again Freddy was too stunned to react right away. His father however gave an appreciative look over his faux wife.
"Um, okay. Mikey I want you to stop dancing and to put some clothes on. Dad, I wish you'll forget that this is Mikey and go on as if everything is normal."
"Yes master." Mikey once again replied.
"Sure son." Fred Orr senior responded and left the room.
"Oh and Mikey, only call me master when no one else is around and remember to act like the people you look like."
"Yes of course dear. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a little mess to straighten out." Mikey said, slipping his feet back into his heels, picking up the discarded items of clothing and going to the master bedroom to put some clothes on as Fred had just ordered.
Watching the nearly nude form of his phoney mother depart, Fred turned his attention to the rock in his hand. For the moment forgetting that the TV was still on an episode of Gilligan's Island and that his radio was still playing stripper music and one of his bedroom walls was completely covered by a huge mirror.
