Jon held the rock close to his mouth and whispered "I wish I was 21 years old." Reality seemed to freeze as Jon felt his body twist and turn, stretching upwards until he was far taller than Karyn. He looked down briefly to take stock of what he looked like now, but Karyn cut him off.
"Why are you wearing those old clothes Jon," Karyn asked, suddenly having stopped looking for her clothes. Jon tried to come up with a reason before Karyn came over and began stroking his chest. Almost instantly Jon felt his blood rush south.
"Never mind. I'll see you tonight at my place lover boy," Karyn replied in a flirty, almost breathy tone, before she walked off, wiggling her butt in his face at a distance. Jon wiped the sweat from his brow before setting the rock down on the desk nearby and walking over to the mirror.
"He took off his shirt and jeans (much to the comfort of his lower anatomy, given his growth spurt) and marveled at the job the rock had done on his 21 year old physique. He was well toned and muscular, certainly not a body builder by any stretch of the imagination, but certainly not a slob either. A fine coat of dark hair had sprouted across his chest and down his abs, leading to his much larger manhood sticking out, begging for a degree of release. Before Jon could attend to that, he turned to the rock, and wished himself up a new wardrobe and information about this new reality. He and Karyn were back from college on Spring Break still. And as far as the rest of the world was concerned, they had been in a relationship for several years now, and in fact in this new reality, Jon was preparing to propose to Karyn.
Jon felt his head swimming. Was he really ready for marriage and that kind of commitment, especially when he had just been 21 for the last few minutes. He kept thinking it over when he heard a knock at the door...
