"I wish that Karyn and I would switch places." It was a simple wish, and in Jon's mind it would mean that he and her would switch roles. Oh, there was the possibility that Jon's body would simply be turned upside-down and that the roles would remain the same, but hey, no one said that Jon was actually thinking straight at all.
Well, there was the expected flash wherein Jon couldn't actually... well, notice anything... and then Jon noticed that he felt warm... and wet. He opened his eyes, but he still couldn't see anything. He tried feeling around with his arms, but for some reason he didn't have any. 'It worked?' He tried feeling for his legs, but again he didn't seem to have any; even his penis, that constant companion for so many years, now seemed to matter little, if at all. Wait, that wasn't right...
Karyn, for her part, had been too distracted to really register what Jon had said, so when the world disappeared around her she didn't know what to expect, and when she suddenly appeared, standing in front of Jon's mirror wearing Jon's... shirt and holding the stone, she really didn't know what to think. Hadn't she just been a penis a few seconds ago?
Most of her mind was suddenly glad that she appeared to be back to normal; she was her normal size, her body didn't have that strange swelling feeling anymore, and she had all of her limbs back. But some small part of her mind was also disappointed that Jon was no longer... ahem, stimulating her.
Suddenly thoughts of Jon filled her mind, thoughts such as 'Where is he?' and 'What did he do?' After an inspection she couldn't find him anywhere; she was the only one in the room, unless you counted the clothing and the thought that the clothing might be Jon would never cross her mind unless someone suggested it.
But she did realize that she had the stone. "I wish I knew what happened to Jon!"
Suddenly she knew, and she almost wish she didn't know as she performed a full-body blush.
Trying to push the embarrassment to the back of her mind, Karyn opened her vagina... but she couldn't see anything inside, so she turned to the mirror. The angle was still wrong, so she adjusted the mirror so it would reflect properly, and...
There he was. Where before Karyn had been Jon's penis, now Jon was Karyn's clitoris. Karyn knew that Jon saw this too, especially with the way his eyes widened; but strangely no sounds came out of her crotch, as Jon didn't seem to have a mouth as Karyn had had.
"Oh, Jon. Jon! What the Hell!" Jon seemed to slump a bit, and Karyn felt it in her crotch. And then she felt something else in her crotch. She had already been aroused before any of this, and now it seemed that there was a boy, a boy she liked very much, that was literally in her crotch! And the kinkyness did not escape her notice.
Suddenly Jon's shirt seemed far too restricting for her super-sized breasts. Oh, it had been too restricting before, but as her arousal hightened she became more and more aware of it. She couldn't seem to get it to go over her head, though, and instead resorted to simply ripping it off. Unfortunately she didn't seem to have what it took to rip the cotton shirt, and as it became more and more uncomfortable, Karyn finally decided to try making a wish to fix the situation.
In her rush, Karyn remembered what she had wanted to wish before coming over to Jon's place that morning, and said, "I wish this shirt was a bra in just my size!" And suddenly it was. It felt much better, but for some reason Karyn still just wanted it off of her, so she unclasped it and quickly took it off.
Her body was on fire, and her crotch was sooo very moist and warm and... 'Jon!'
Suddenly remembering her friend, Karyn opened her vagina, experimentally touching Jon to be sure he was okay; the thrill she got from this reminded her exactly what Jon was at the moment and made her more cautious, wherein she got back to the floor and put her crotch back into the mirror so she could see Jon.
Jon appeared to be fine; in fact, he seemed to be better than fine. "Jon? Are you okay?" Jon looked at her, and for some reason, though his twitching was sending interesting signals to her brain, his expression and apparently mounting frustration, which was apparently mixed with lust, was giving her ideas...
Picking up the stone with her feet, so as not to close Jon off again, Karyn prepared to make her wish.
