And she looked back at me.
This was a long haired beautiful girl, with soft full lips, large round eyes , long dark lashes and thinned eyebrows above a tiny little nose. She mimicked my every move, turned each way I turned, and as my eyes moved with hers, I realized the full of what had happened.
The stone! I ran to my room, and there it was, on my bed. It hadn't been stolen, so only one person could have made the wish. Mom. I recalled what she had said.... "I wish you could experience the first kind of love I had," she had said. She must have been holding the stone. And as I sat there, in a female body, I certainly could. Only a girl could experience the same kind of love she had, so the stone had made up for that.
I was in no condition to figure out how to get around it. First, I opened my closet, only to find it was full of female clothing. Of course, now everyone would never know there had ever been a Jon. Not even Karyn. Looking through the clothes, I realized, however, that it seemed 'I' was sort of a tomboy. Only one skirt was in the closet, and most of the shirts were modest. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a tank top, realizing I still needed underwear.
I opened one of my dresser drawers, and sure enough, there were plain panties and bras intstead of briefs. I grabbed some panties, slipping them on, and then looked at the bra. B-cups, and still being in high school meant I would likely get bigger if I was stuck like this for several years.
No, I wouldn't be stuck, I reminded myself. I could find a way out. I slipped on a bra, put on the jeans and tank top, grabbed my backpack and the rock and headed towards the door. I wouldn't miss out on school, and that would probably end up complicating problems. As I descended the stairs, there was a knock on the door.
It was Karyn. I opened the door, putting on a fake smile. She opened her mouth.
"I could hardly sleep last night," she said, pointing at her breasts, which I noted were relatively larger than my new aquisitions. "These things are a pain in the back. And I could hardly do anything with my hair. All thanks to your stupid rock, Jean!"
Well, Karyn certainly hadn't forgotten the rock, but she had forgotten about the male me...
