Wish

It was mother’s day and you decided to sleep in. Waking up, you realized that maybe you should have done something for her like cook her breakfast, clean the house, etc. But instead you figure that giving her a wish was clearly plenty. However, you were going to surprise your mother with it later—as you had hid the wishing stone in your room. For the time being, she didn’t know of the wishing gift and had just assumed you were being lazy per usual. “Ugh, Sam I’m 51 and getting body aches, why can’t you clean around especially on Mother’s Day. Give your mother a rest!” His mother, Barbara, exclaimed. Sam has assumed that the wish was so fantastic that he could just be lazy and not care about what she said all day—because after all he’d gotten her a gift that could do anything! A wish for billions of dollars? Done. Be able to teleport instantly? Done. So, in Sams mind, he could just ignore Barbara all day and still be fine at the end of the day when she gets her gift. This type of ease caused Sam to turn on the tv, and take a nap on the couch. Meanwhile, Barbara continued to clean the house. When cleaning Sams room, she noticed a glowing rock under his bed. “Sam is making such a mess!” She said picking up the rock about to throw it away. “I wish that boy could be more like and appreciate me more.” As she said this she picked up more trash from the floor and continued on. All the meanwhile, Sam woke up from his nap and got up to use the restroom. As he did so, he absentmindedly sat down, thinking it was normal. It was only a bit later that he realized it as odd. Ouch. He felt his feet crack. Looking down, he saw they looked smaller. All of a sudden he realized he was hungry—but needed to cook first. As he did so, his nails changed to the same shade his mother had just painted and his hair grew longer before being stylized into a ponytail. All of a sudden, Barbara walks up and sees her son with hairs like hers! “Sam?! What the hell happened?!” Sam turned around. Looked down, noticing his chest started to bubble and grow breasts—aside from the other transformations. He was about to scream as his face drained of blood, but then the spell took its effect. “Mom I really appreciate what you do, and on today, your day I feel like I should step in and do what you usually do for me.” “Whha—“ Barbara responded....what happens next??