The words of DeMorrell's wish were not audible to Jon, but when he blinked and looked again he found himself in a dark, damp, stone-walled cell with a barred window and door.
Looking down at himself, he found he was still female--more so in fact. The breasts were huge and jutted firmly from his chest, the rest of the body below was nicely toned and extremely well-curved. If the evidence of the naked crotch was to believed, Jon was now a red-head.
Jon was also shocked to discover a shackle around his left ankle chaining him to the wall.
"Welcome to hell," croaked a voice from the shadows.
Jon spun around and just made out the figure of another woman crouched in the corner. She was also naked, and covered in dirt. Her hair was blonde and she was quite clearly heavily pregnant.
"What did you do to piss off DeMorrell? Not a wise move whatever it was. My name's Merlin by the way, Jack Merlin."
Jon just gaped. "Grandpa?"
