Chad looked at me and sighed.
"I don't belive you Jon, you're going to have to prove it." I looked at him, and smirked.
"Ok, if you insist. I wish, that until I say the word Perrywinkle, that I would be an incredibly sexy 16 year old girl wearing a tiny string bikini."
I felt my body shift as Chad and everyone looked away. And then there I was, 5'5, maybe 100lbs. long blonde hair, and the sexiest body any girl my age could wish for. I stood, with my hand on my cocked hip as Chad stared at me. His mouth hung open.
"Dude... wow...." was all he could say. I walked over to him, swinging my hips and I sat across his lap and put my arm around him, as I drew my finger across his chest.
"Sooooo.... Chadie... like... what do you like... think I should wish for?" I said. His eyes ran up and down my curves, and it made me feel really good. It made me feel sexy and wanted.
"Dude, what are you doing?" he said to me. I was a bit confused and put my finger with its red polished nail to his lips.
"Like, what do you mean?" I asked, a little confused as to the question.
"Dude, do you know who you are?" Chad said
"Like, of course I do, I'm Jennifer... and you're Chad... I came here so you could help me make a wish..." Chad looked very confused.
"Dude, you're Jon... you're a guy... not some chick... don't you remember?" Chad said, with a little bit of fear in his voice.
