"I wish I knew who the father of my baby was," wished Jon. The rock flashed and Jon gasped in amazement.
"What is it?" asked Karen.
"I'm the father," said Jon.
"But you're pregnant with the baby," said Karyn. "Wouldn't that make you the mother?"
"I think I'm both," said Jon. "I must be some sort of hermaphrodite. I have a fully functional penis as well as a uterus and ovaries. All I lack is the vagina. That's why I'm going to have a C-Section; the wish only gave me enough to carry the baby, not to give birth as well. Apparently my male and female reproductive systems are connected and I self-fertilized. I'm both the mother and father of my baby."
"So what do we do now?" asked Karyn, as she placed her hand gently on Jon's pregnant stomach. "It just doesn't seem quite right to simply make a wish and have the baby disappear." The baby suddenly kicked. Karyn felt her heart melt at the sensation. As much of a tomboy as she was, Karyn loved babies and wanted to be a mother herself.
"I don't know," replied Jon. "I know that I'm pregnant because of a wish, but I want this baby. I want to be the mother of the child growing within me. I don't want this to end, either. I don't suppose there's any way I can keep the baby, is there?"
"I suppose that I could avoid cancelling the wish," said Karyn. "But there are other things to consider as well. How would we take care of the baby? We are still in high school, and I don't want you to end up like Amy Jacobson." Amy Jacobson was the school slut and was pregnant with her second child. "Also, what about feeding the baby once she's born? You can always bottle feed, I suppose, but that's just not the same thing as breast feeding. My mom nursed me and she said its one of the most beautiful aspects of motherhood."
"My mom works from home," said Jon. "Perhaps she could help me raise the baby. As far as nursing goes, I suppose we could always wish that my mom's breasts had milk in them for the baby. I suppose having my own set of tits would help also. If everyone thinks my pregnancy is normal, having a set of tits wouldn't be too much of a stretch for them." Jon sat down on his bed and put his hands on his swollen belly. The baby kicked again and Jon smiled and giggled. "Don't worry," he said. "Mommy is here for you."
"Mother's Day is never going to be the same around this house," said Karyn, who sat down next to Jon, wrapped one arm around his shoulders and placed the other on his stomach. "So, how do we phrase this wish so that you can keep the baby and get some help from your mom without it interfering with her work?"
