"I wish Matt was attracted to me!" Samantha huffed.
She opened her locker and tossed the stone in, but she stiffened and groaned as she felt her body change.
It felt like her clothes were shrinking! Her lacy cami top seemed to strain against her shape. Samantha looked down and realized that her breasts were getting smaller. They srank, becoming nothing more than flat planes of muscle. A tuft of hair sprung up between her new pecs. Hair seemed to be growing everywhere on her. Her arms were engulfed in a masculine pelt and she looked down past her skirt, to see a generous forest of hair spring up on her legs. Her belly itched as a trail of hair stretched from her abs down to her crotch and over her ass.
"What's happening to me?" Samantha gasped. Her voice broke, switching from a girlish tone to the bassy octaves of a man. She watched in bewilderment as a five-o-clock shadow dusted her face, making her careful makeup job look absurd. Her chin squared up and an adam's apple bobbed on her throat.
Her body lost all its curves and she grew a few inches taller. She looked very much like Sandy now: a muscular guy wearing pretty feminine attire. As if to punctuate that fact, her ovaries descended down and her clit swelled up, becoming a penis and balls packed tightly in her silky white panties.
Samantha, now 'Sammy,' had no idea that the stone would take his wish so literally. The object of his affection was attracted to a tall, muscular guy in girl's clothes, so that's what the stone had shaped Samantha into.
"What will Matt think?" he wondered.
