Jon and Megan frantically searched the room, until they finally found the stone. Despite all the strange possibilities that might have caused the loss of the stone, in the end Megan had simply dropped it into the blanket when Jon had grabbed Megan's shoulders.
"I've got it," said Jon.
"I'm so sorry," said Megan.
"Don't be... Megan, I just figured out something. You didn't wish I was a girl. You wished it was easier to sneak me into the girl's dorm. I wish that it's easy to sneak into the girl's dorm because I'm still male, but, umm, whenever I put on underwear of either sex I change to that sex, even if I then take the underwear off."
Jon and Megan had to look away. Then back. Jon was still female... but the room had changed back. Reality remembered him as a man now, even if he could transform.
Experimentally he tried opening a drawer. He had his male underwear in it. As Megan watched--there was no point in hiding, since she had certainly seen far more than that--he put the underwear on and instantly transformed to his normal form. He was still wearing the bra, which he had to remove, and put it aside so that if he needed to become a girl again, he could use it.
"It worked!" said Jon. "Now, Megan..." he continued sadly.
"Jon?"
"Megan, this wasn't the first wish. I was in high school and I wished I was 21. We had barely met before. You just think you're my girlfriend."
"What?"
"It's true! You have to understand that before we do anything together, especially anything sexual. I don't want to get a girlfriend by mind control."
"But Jon, can't we still..."
"I..." stammered Jon. "I need to figure out one more thing. I wish I knew if aging myself this way caused Megan to break up with someone else." He paused and said "You didn't. You weren't dating anyone at the time. It's not that bad. But I'm really confused by the whole thing. I don't know what to do."
Jon reached for the bra. He fastened it around his chest and transformed into a girl, then put on the female clothes.
"What are you doing?" asked Megan.
"I don't know. I need some time to think. If I'm a guy, I'll run into people who know me as a 21 year old, and they'll be strangers to me--I won't know how to react to them. As a girl, nobody ever met me, so that won't happen. And as a girl, I won't be tempted to do something with you I shouldn't. You need to think about it hard too before you decide that you really want to be my girlfriend..."
"Can I be your friend while you're thinking?"
"Um, sure...."
