"I wish that everyone, except me and Karyn, and Stud and Moose, thought that it was perfectly normal for Moose to wear lipstick and varnish and Stud to wear high heels. I also wish that Moose hated wearing lipstick, but felt an irresistable urge to wear it, and that Stud loathed high heels but felt as though he had to wear them."
Jon turned to Karyn. "That should sort it."
Just then, the crowds parted and Stud walked down the corridor, expertly poised in his six inch black stilettoes. Despite the ridiculous appearance of the bully, he will still acting in the same way as before, shoving over the smaller children and intimidating them. No doubt Moose would be the same.
Karyn looked, disgusted, at the scene. "Give the rock to me," she said. "I'm going to sort out these two. I wish that every time that Moose and Stud were nasty to anybody else, they would be slowly feminized. Their hair will grow slightly longer and finer, their breast would grow slighly, that sort of thing. I wish that these changes were noticable to no-one except Stud, Moose, me and Jon." The rock glowed.
"Right," said Jon, "Let's see if it worked!"
