It slowly began to dawn on Jon that there was something he was missing. Woman's intuition? He hoped not. But there was something wrong here, and not even the same kind of wrong as being the opposite sex in front of your pregnant grandfather.
Jon wiped his (her?) eyes and said, "Grand... pa. When I came here, DeMorrell said that the only people who knew about that stone were in that room. He was also doing tests on us to see what happens when we change. It was obvious he'd never had a changed person ready to analyze in his lab."
"Sharp as ever" said the woman. "That's why I picked you to get the stone." There was a slight edge in her voice, even now, that was unmistakably that of Jon's grandfather. "So if the only people who know about the stone are there, and if DeMorrell never got to test the stone on a prisoner yet, then what am I doing here, is that it?"
Jon nodded.
"DeMorrell doesn't know who I am. He thinks I'm his girlfriend Nora. Nora had tried to steal the stone and when she was escaping she swapped minds with me so that I'd be blamed for the theft. But she didn't get away. DeMorrell caught both of us, killed my body, and wounded this one. I passed out and when I woke up he had the stone again.
"So then he didn't...?" said Jon. Jon didn't finish the sentence, but his eyes were focussed on Jack's stomach.
Jack shook his female head sadly. "He did. He got insanely mad at me for stealing the stone and he decided he needed to show me who was boss...."
"I don't want to hear any more!" said Jon. "We need to get out..." He began to sob again.
The next morning, or in what Jon guessed as the next morning, there were the shouts of guards saying "yes, sir", and soon DeMorrell came into the room. He was wearing an expensive business suit, and carrying a cane and holding the stone.
"Hello, girls" he said. "You appear to be at somewhat of a disadvantage. But it's only going to get worse. First, I wish to be 30 years younger." His body youthened, hair growing on his head, and he looked himself over and said "Excellent. Now, for the real test. I wish that until I say otherwise you, Jon, would find me very attractive and sexually desirable despite retaining the rest of your male mind.
Jon suddenly felt like this man in front of him was incredibly hot. He so wanted to have DeMorrell do to her what he had done to Jack.
DeMorrell touched Jon's left breast. Jon found the touch electrifying. It was all he could do to keep from kissing DeMorrell and then trying to seduce him... Jon backed off. "I can... still resist you!"
"Of course you can" said DeMorrell. "I don't want to make you mine using only the stone. I want to do the last bit myself. Now come over here."
Jon backed away until DeMorrell lunged forward and grapped his arm, pulling her forward roughly. "Come over here, Jon" he said. "I'll go gentle on you, and you know once we're in bed you're not going to resist. You want me, I can tell you do..."
Jon really did want him, so badly. Could it really hurt to have sex with him just once? The thought of it felt erotic and shameful at the same time as he took a hesitant step forwards and then wrapped her arms around him and began opening his suit and shirt.
"Finally," he said, "I wish that when I have sex with Jon, Jon will become pregnant too, and that when we are done she will advance to the same stage of pregnancy that Nora is at when I entered this room today."
DeMorrell walked off with the naked Jon.
