Janet was frustrated over having to do all the chores, and the constant feeling that Myra had made so many wishes without her knowledge. So she methodically decided how to go about "setting right" what she'd thought Myra had done wrong. She made Myra sit and watch as she undid what she thought Myra had done.
"I wish that..." she paused. "Myra, I know you've been making wishes about me. I think I know what you did, too." Myra gulped. Hadn't she suffered enough? Janet continued, "You made a wish that I was flat and gross and that boys wouldn't like me." Myra tried hard to keep from laughing. That was something she didn't have to do. "I wish," she began again, "that I was the prettiest girl in the house."
Janet didn't feel the changes at first. How could she, she didn't even know there was that much to be changed, but unknown to her there was one place where she wasn't really all that girly. With a whimper, however, it shriveled up and reconfigured itself inside her body. Then her hips started to fill out a bit, and he breasts swelled past an average C-cup. Her hair became long and luxurious. Seeing herself in the mirror, she knew she'd be the envy of all the girls at school. As for Myra, well she just laughed. She was a girl because her mom accidentally made her that way - Janet was now a girl because she chose to be!
Janet examined her beautiful new self in the mirror. She posed and pouted for a brief second, like a supermodel. "I'll need a new wardrobe, but that's not important right now. Myra, I know you made a wish that I'd do all your chores, and now I wish that you'd carry your own weight around here."
Even though Janet meant for Myra to do more work, the Stone had different ideas, and a sense of humour. Myra felt her stomach churn. Her breasts and stomach soon swelled in size, as did her face and behind, and soon legs and arms to match. She put on a pound every second, for over a minute. Myra now weighed well over 200 pounds!
