His Mum stepped around the corner.
"What the hell are you playing at! This isn't time for a break dear!"
Jon had never seen her so mad at him, she seemed genuinely furious!
"Get your tush into the diner and take some orders. I don't pay you to slack off Shelly!" and with that she stormed back into the restaurant.
Shelly?
Jon looked down at him self in shock.
He was still in the pink minidress waitress outfit.
He was still wearing white stockings and white shiny kitten heel shoes.
He had breasts.
True to form it looked as though his wish to be in his own clothes had backfired. The clothes he had been wearing when he made the wish were now his own.
He was Shelly.
