It was Jon's friend Pete Roberts. When Jon saw him he immediately knew that Pete was one of the guys who'd want to take his pussy. But Jon had a hard time wrapping his head around the idea that some people would--sure, he had wished to know and expected that there were such people, but running into one for real would probably always be strange.
"Hi, Jon," said Pete.
"Hi."
"So I hear you found that old artifact? I was just wondering.... well, do you have it on you? Can I see it?"
"Sure you can," said Jon. "I..." Jon didn't recall having picked it up, since it was just there to explain a wish. Did he have it on him at all? He reached into his pockets and couldn't find it. "I don't know where it is. They may have taken it from me because they didn't want any more accidents to happen."
"They may have? You don't remember?"
"Never mind, Pete. It's not important. I don't need it anyway." Pete looked a little disappointed but Jon explained, "It has a magic spell on it. You can transfer the spell. I think you just have to say you want to take the spell from me and reach out as if you were going to take something." Jon had no idea what the exact mechanism was, but if that didn't work he could always wish it did. "Are you sure you want to try it?"
"I never said I... but yeah. Don't tell anyone though, okay?"
"I won't, Pete. I'm glad you can take this from me. I don't want to be a girl any more."
"I just wanted to, you know, experiment. Not keep it permanently. I'll try it and give it right back. Maybe tomorrow morning."
"But I don't want it, Pete. Can you take it for longer?"
"I don't know. No matter how interesting it is, I know it may be hard to live forever with the wrong sex organs. But I'll tell you what--I'll take the spell for a longer period of time under one condition."
"What's the condition, Pete?"
"Oh, it's simple...."
