Jon was expecting painful changes, something dark and evil, but he was wrong.
There was a flash of light and then a comfy bed... Jon opened his eyes and looked at the time... 06:58. He didn't recognise the radio alarm clock and wondered where he was. That's when the screaming started, he could hear a baby crying, screaming.
Jon sat up and realised she was a woman, long curly red hair cascaded over her pale white breasts, she stood up and after a quick search, turned on the light. She was attractive but not in an exaggerated way, a pale pink silk nightie covered two moderate sized breasts her nipples erect and large clearly visible beneath the smooth fabric. Freckles and veins clearly visible on her pale white breasts her eyes followed them up her neck and face and settled on the green eyes she now possessed.
Jon sighed and went to check out the noise. David's room was blue and covered in cartoon characters, his simple crib lay in the centre of the room. Jon picked him up, "Shh you idiot, you will get your wish, it isn't your fault Sarah made you some sort of pervert." Jon said unable to get angry at the baby or feel anything but love for the small boy in front of her, his curly ginger hair and green eyes matched her own.
Jon pulled the nightie over her head, briefly noticing the thatch of bright ginger hair across her new vagina and the stretch marks around her tummy. Her breasts felt heavy and were swollen, but not nearly as bad as before, Jon guessed they were a C cup, she probably would barely have any breasts at all if she wasn't nursing a baby. Jon picked her son up and helped him find what he desired.
He suckled away and when he was done he fell back to sleep. Jon returned her nightie and adjusted it, and had another glance at the baby sweeping peacefully before turning off the light and returning to her room.
The radio was on when she arrived, 7:24 the clock read, had she really been so long. She turned of the radio and searched the room. A waitress uniform, a pink dress with buttons up the middle lay on a chair along with bright pink bra and panties and tan tights, She held it up.
The name on the breast said Maisy, she sighed and headed to the bathroom, close under her arm. Maisy showered quickly and got dressed. Just in time as knocking on her front door alerted her, she opened it and in walked her mother. "Mom?" Maisy asked in shock. Her mother looked older, but she was the same woman she grew up with. "hi honey, look at you, your make ups not even done, baby keep you up? Let me help you get ready."
Maisy just sat down as her mother fussed over her, applying lipstick and perfume, "you get going, you're late but Mr Rogers knows you need time to adjust, I assume there is breast milk in the fridge? We will be fine go" Maisy's mother said handing her some pink pumps and a pink clutch bag. Maisy looked up at her mother then down at the four inch heels, "I've shrunk" she declare. Maisy's mother laughed, "no dear, you have always been that short, having a baby doesn't make you shrink, now go" the door closed leaving Jon to put on the heels in the hallway.
She walked down to the street and out to a small pink ford, she got in... "where am I going?" She asked herself in a panic, but noticed the sat hav, turning it on she selected work and followed the instructions. Maisy felt glad Jon had taken a few lessons at school, but it was still stressful driving, eventually she arrived at a roadside diner and locked the car up.
"You're late, you will have to do the late shift" a greasy guy with a moustache and a hair net said as Maisy rushed in and put on an apron and tied her red hair back, she put on the headband in the apron pocket and started pouring coffee, it was already busy inside and everyone knew more about Maisy then she did.
Meanwhile...
Karyn had seen the flash and was in bed, the alarm buzzing. Sitting up she wondered what the witch had meant, she hadn't made a wish or said what she had wanted. But it soon became apparent when she looked around the strange room and at the mirror adorning one wardrobe, the same long blonde hair and large breasts, but the rest of her was now Sarah too. She had become the bitch... Sarah fainted.
The Wicked witch watched from her new castle, she was happy her family and friends wouldn't miss her and she had made it so Karyn would eventually become Sarah in every way, but she still missed her old life, now relegated to watching it from afar. She also enjoyed seeing Jon struggle with food orders and having truckers sexually harass her while her baby was being raised by his grandmothers he would soon be old enough for solids and no longer need breastfeeding, even little David was being deprived of his wish as he settled on bottles of breast milk rather then the real thing. Yes The witch decided it had worked out well, she laughed evilly and looked out of the window at the town below as monkeys flew around the tower.
