Jon stood up. He knew what had just happened but his mind still felt clear for some reason. He still remembered who he was, and had remembered all that Lebron wished, but new memories were entering as well. The consequences of these wishes he was all too aware of. By the redistribution of weight, he had obviously become female. However, when he looked in the mirror, he was a little shocked to see a blonde white girl. It made sense, Lebron only wished he acted and talked like a real black girl, not be one, which his, or shoule I say her, clothes suggested she did. Her butt was a little bigger than average, but other than that, she was fine. She was getting a little horny, but could fight it off. She knew what she wanted...
Meanwhile, Lebron's mind also shifting. As he watched Jon change, he no longer remembered him as Jon, but as his sister. When they were younger, he forced her to have sex with him, as he couldn't get a date on his own. It disgusted him, but he felt responsible for her wild, sexual nature now, and when she asked for it, he couldn't say no or face her wrath and feel even more guilty. He began to think of a way to unwish this.
Jon looked at Lebron, knowing full well what the rock had done to him and Lebron. 'Poor fo',' she thought, 'Probably doesn't even realize the stone made it so his mama adopted me years ago. Maybe this rock starting to get down wid me.'
