After reaching over and switching off his alarm, the first thing that Jon noticed was that his bedsheets felt different. His bed was also a lot comfier than he remembered. Was this a result of my wish last night? Jon thought to himself. If so, then it’s not so bad… Jon paused his train of thought as he opened his eyes and sat up.
“What the hell?” he exclaimed out loud.
His whole bedroom had changed, not just the sheets, and it was so… Jon paused, thinking of the right word... Feminine. His bedroom walls were painted a dark lavender colour, which almost matched his sheets that were a lighter shade of lavender. The only thing that Jon remotely recognised were some posters, but even they were different. On the Star Trek poster by his bed, everyone was wearing the same short-skirted dress that Jon loved seeing on Lieutenant Uhura. Even Captain Kirk was wearing one in his traditional yellow, although, looking closer, Jon noticed that his was cut slightly differently, as was Spock’s.
Jon got an even bigger shock when he realised what he was wearing. After throwing off his bedsheets in minor disgust, Jon found himself clad only in a white lacy bra and matching panties. Jon immediately jumped out of bed, which caused strands of brown hair to fall in front of his face, momentarily blinding him.
Wait a moment, Jon thought as he brushed the hair out of his face. My hair isn’t that long. Looking around his room, Jon spotted a floor-length mirror in the corner and he dashed over to it to get a good look at himself.
