"that, for the next hour, Jon enjoyed wearing women's clothes. And that he wasn't wearing my dress, but a blonde shoulder length wig, a tight minidress, black stockings and six inch heels."
I felt the clothes change, and suddenly, I had a huge erection, which made a large bulge in the dress.
"Oh, Jon," said Emily, you look cute.
"My turn," I said, grabbing the stone before Emily could react. "I wish that Emily was a cute Japanese girl, about 17, with enormous breasts, and a huge cock!" I gasped as I said the last word, and hastily added "for the next hour"
Clearly, as well as being a cross dresser, I was bi as well!
Emily was furious. "Jon!" she yelled, "You... wait a minute. I didn't change."
"I wish," I said, "I knew why that didn't work... oh. Never mind. Emily, when I was a girl and you changed me back by transforming both of us and swapping... those transforms are irreversible wishes. So I look like Jon and you look like Emily, and that can't be changed. Hmm. I wish that that change made us look exactly like Jon or exactly like Emily doesn't keep us from transforming because when we transform we always look like our transformed selves."
Jon had to look away, indicating a successful wish.
"Now," said Jon...
