Unfortunately, both Jon's and Mrs. Gibson's wishes had been too poorly worded for things to return exactly the way they had been. Jon had wished to return to his body after a month, but he never mentioned his mind.
When the month had passed, Joan once more found herself human. After an entire month as her best friend's vagina, she was almost giddy with relief. Reaching her arms over her head, she indulged in a long, luxurious stretch. However, something felt different, like her balance had been thrown off.
Looking down, she let out a shriek. Why was she a boy? Frantically, she clutched at her tall, bulky body through the t-shirt and jeans she now wore, trying to find something of her old self in this alien form. She ran to her mirror to get a glimpse of her face. There, she saw what might have been her brother, if her parents actually had any sons.
Suddenly, the door opened and Mrs. Gibson peeked inside. "Joan, sweetie, is there something wrong? I heard someone scream and it sounded like " Her words trailed off as she caught sight of a strange boy in her daughter's room. "Who are you? And what are you doing in my daughter's room?" She demanded.
"Mom! It's me, Joan!" The reluctant boy stepped towards her but froze when her mother backed away.
"What on earth are you talking about? Get out of my daughter's room before I call the police!"
Tears began to run down Joan's face. "Mom, please! I don't know what's happened. Why am I in a boy's body?"
For a moment, Mrs. Gibson looked as if she would yell out another threat. Then, she stopped. Something in the back of her mind recognized this boy. It was not the boy himself she found familiar, but the idea of having a boy in the house.
Did I have a son? The question materialized in her mind. Against all reason, she knew it was true. She also knew that she had somehow changed her son into a daughter, but how, she could not say. The stone had removed itself from her experience, but her memories of her wish remained. As such, the causes and effects of it all had been twisted into a hopeless pretzel.
"Mom? Are you okay?" Joan watched as her mother seemed to get really confused. She took a risk and stepped forward. "Mom, snap out of it!"
Mrs. Gibson focused on the boy's concerned eyes. Something clicked in her mind. She did have a son!
Gripping her head, she sank to her knees. "This this isn't real! I want my son back!"
Instantly, she felt the world shift, and she slowly lifted her head to see what had changed.
