Neither Joan nor Karyn trusted themselves to move or speak. Karyn had made a wish, and the stone had flashed, which meant that it had done something. But what? Joan got to her feet and looked around, but Karyn's room didn't seem to be different in any way, and she didn't seem to feel any different. She still felt like her body and inner self were on a complete disconnect.
"Did it work?" Karyn wondered aloud. She shifted, and it was obvious that she still had a hefty package in her shorts. "Crap! I still have guy parts! What gives!?"
Joan breathed a shaky sigh and gave Karyn a level look. "You can't undo wishes, remember? You can only reinterpret them, or use some sorta loophole that you made when you made the wish." Without meaning to, she brushed some carpet lint from her clamdiggers, and then she grimaced at the delicate motion. "Anyway, can I please have the rock back now? I really don't want you making any wishes that could mess things up even worse."
Karyn frowned but gave Joan the rock. As she did, something drew her eyes to below Joan's waist, and she stared for a moment, not sure what to make of it.
"What?" Joan asked, grasping the rock against herself with both hands. "Is there still something on my clamdigg "“ pants?"
"Um." Karyn pursed her lips as she tried to find the right words to describe what she was seeing. She eventually gave up, and then just walked behind Joan, placed her hands on the girl's shoulders, and gently steered her over to Karyn's full-length mirror. Joan looked at herself in the mirror, but everything seemed right. Er. Right for her new transexual self, anyway.
"I don't get it," Joan said, looking at Karyn in the mirror. "What am I supposed to be seeing."
"Joan," Karyn said in a choked voice. "Look, um, look at your crotch."
Raising her eyebrows at Karyn in disbelief, Joan did so. When she finally looked and the sight got past the stone's magic, she gasped.
