Just before he set the rock down, he tried once more to adjust the uncomfortable feel of Karyn's clothes. "I wish that I wasn't so uncomfortable in these clothes."
Neither teen noticed the wish as the two headed down stairs to finish cleaning up the kitchen.
They had barely made it down stairs before the ten minutes of Karyn's wish for them to change clothes was up and the two found themselves once more back in their clothes.
"Now what is wrong?" Karyn asked a minute or so later as Jon continued to fidget. "You are back in your own clothes now."
"I know, but they now feel more uncomfortable than did your clothes."
"You are acting like a girl." Karyn said with a laugh, "Can't make up your mind."
Jon's look conveyed the message that he didn't find the comment funny.
Jon considered himself lucky that the rest of the evening passed with no more embarrassments, major or otherwise.
In school, Jon continued to feel uncomfortable in his clothes, somehow making it through the day.
Once again home, his mother noticed how much he was fidgeting and asked him, "Jon, what is wrong. You haven't sat still for a minute since you got home from school."
"I don't know Mom. My clothes just don't feel very comfortable."
"I tired talking you out of buying such baggy clothes, but you felt your mom didn't know anything. Go up to your room and strip down to your panties and I'll be right up and measure you to figure out your size. That way, I'll be able to get you clothes in your size."
"Do I have to Mom? Can't you just buy me more clothes the same size?"
"Think about it Jon. Your clothes don't fit right. So you need a new size. Either I measure you to find your new size, or you come shopping with me, what will it be."
"I'll meet you in my room." Jon said, giving in.
A couple of minutes later Jon was stripped down to his over-sized boxer shorts and his mother was beginning to measure him.
Leaning against his desk, her hand brushed the rock as she said, "I wish "
