I wondered where the nightie came from, but then since I'd just turned into this girl with long brown hair and larger than average tits and hadn't yet figured out how that happened, I just let the mystery of the dress go for the time being. Standing up and looking around the room, I noticed my own clothes, normally scattered about the place, had vanished. My own clothes wouldn't have fitted me anyway, so looking down at the slip, I shrugged, and slipped it on.
Over my head and down the length of my body, it fit me fine, or rather fit this body of mine fine. Two pointy nipples seemed to calm down and fade into the fabric, in fact I felt a whole lot calmer myself. It was only coming up to seven o'clock, since I'd risen so early in my excitement about the wishing stone. There was still time to figure this out and get to school, but then I heard a loud knock from somewhere.
Pricking up my ears, I wondered if Mum was coming back upstairs to talk to me about dating girls, I'd have a few arguments to make now though I'd wager.
