When Jon wished that his clothes would fit him, he felt a tingling feeling in the bottom half of his body. He was changing shape, somewhat... soon his clothes fit his body normally again.
Jon said "Testing, 1 2 3," in the hope that maybe his voice had changed back, but it hadn't. He still sounded strangely feminine. But that was easy to fix. He never wished anything about his voice--that was just a side effect. "I wish that unless I change it again, my voice is back to... what it was yesterday."
Jon tried "Testing, 1 2 3" again, and this time his voice was deeper. He sounded just like himself. So it had worked, almost. But he knew from the sensations in his crotch that his penis was still gone.
Jon came out of his room; Karyn was still standing there. "I heard your wishes," she said. Looking over Jon's restored body, she said "They worked. right?"
Jon shook his head. "They helped, but that's all. I still have a va..." He stumbled over the word, which was not one that he used much at all. "Vagina! I wished for my clothes to fit me, and they do... but they fit me even with the vagina."
"But at least you can go to school like that," said Karyn. You're just like yourself otherwise, and nobody's really going to notice you don't have a bulge in your pants. You just have to be careful in the bathroom."
"I don't even have to do that," said Jon. "The wishes change reality so that the wish was always true. But that's what I'm afraid of. I don't want to find out what school is like for a boy who's had a... vagina for the past 17 years. We need to figure something out!"
Then Jon looked at the clock. "Ack! I have to get moving. Maybe we can think up some way around this on the way to school."
But they couldn't, and....
