Jon put his wallet back in his pocket and hurried out of the locker room. He decided to forgo going to the nurse and instead went to find Karen, as it didn't take a genious to figure out what was going on. Just as Jon got to Karens class, the bell rung and the class emptied out. Jon stood by the door and waited for karen, but even then, the boys leaving the class all took long appreciative glances at Jon. He could see them checking him out, and he figured he would have to look pretty good to them for those kinds of looks.
Karen walked out of class and then saw Jon, standing by the door wearing skin tight capri pants, sandles exposing his pink painted toes, and a tight baby tee. Karen smiled widely as she looked at Jon.
"Hi, Jon, whats up? Class get out early? Those jeans look really cute on you." Karen said through a giggle.
"Dammit, karen" Jon started "You know damn well what I'm doing here... what have you done to me?" Karen smirked as she walked to her locker and motioned for Jon to follow her.
"Jon, my poor sweet Girl," Karen smirked "You are the one who said us Girls have it so easy, so I thought I would be a good friend and let you get a taste of the Good life. You should be thanking me."
"Thanking you?" Jon almost screamed "Thanking You? I should be thanking you for making me look like some wierd crossdressing freak?"
"Jon," Karen cut him off "You only look like that to you, and me... To everyone else, you are one Hot P.O.A. In fact, I'd even go as far as saying you're the prettiest girl in school."
"Look at me Karen, Look at me, do I look like a girl to you?"
"Jon, like I just said, you look like a girl to everyone but us... But I can tell that makes you unhappy."
"Damn right it does Karen."
"Ok, Jon. I'll do you another favor then." Karen said as she took the rock from her locker. "I'm going to fix your problem, and then you can thank me."
"Uh... Karen..." Jon stammered, realizing too late where this was going.
"I wish," Karen began "That as long as Everyone sees Jon as a Girl, that He would actually have the body of a Pretty Teenage Girl." The wish was followed by the usual flash and urge to look away.
