As Jon was getting dressed, he found that not only was his new complete genitalia a huge distraction, but he was having trouble pulling his pants up over his hips which had apparently widened somewhat.
After almost 10 minutes of struggling to pull them up he stifled a howl as he threw the pants down on the floor. In his frustration he pulled out the rock. "I wish my clothes would fit me properly!" he yelled at his pants and then looked away as they apparently began to change.
Putting the rock back he walked over to his pants to try them on again but stopped and just stared when he picked them up. "Oh no." The sinking feeling in his stomache from turning himself female became more intense.
Dropping his long denim skirt he rushed to his dresser and pulled open one of the drawers. On one side of the drawer was a pile of neatly folded pants. On the other side was a neatly folded pile of skirts. Pulling out one of the pairs of bluejeans he slid them up his legs until finally they were snug over his hips. While he fastened the button he noticed the lacey design on his panties but decided to try and ignore it. "If I have skirts and panties, I probably don't have any male underwear anymore," he thought.
"Jon," his mother called from downstairs, "would you hurry up?! You're going to miss the bus and be late for school!"
Looking at his clock he saw that he was already in the process of missing the bus. He would need to have his mother drive him in now and he certainly did not want to hear her yell at him for missing the bus again.
Then an idea struck. Grabbing the stone he made a wish, "I wish that mom won't have to drive me to school today, and I wish that no matter how slow I am I will not be late for my first period today. There, now I can deal with this and still make it to school on time." Putting the rock back he started thinking about what to do before heading off to school since he wasn't going to be late.
