Suddenly Jon's vision blurred momentarily, then returned. He was staring at the floor, and could see two legs and feet below him. His body felt limp, and he could feel a scrotum underneath him, but neither his arms nor his legs. The feet below him looked familiar...
"Whoa!" exclaimed a voice above him. That sounded familiar, too. A hand closed around him and turned his face upwards. Jon was staring at... himself! "You... I used to be your dick, Jon," said the owner of Jon's body. "I think your wish gave me a sentient mind." Dick Jon grinned. "This feels so... amazing!" laughed Dick-Jon. He flexed his arms and legs. "I could get used to this..."
Then he began stroking Jon (his cock), who stiffened involuntarily. Jon felt pleasure as he was rubbed. Then, a pressure rose in his throat as he ejaculated, spewing cum several times before slowing to a dribble and then stopping. He felt... weird. It was a content feeling.
Jon, still erect, watched as Dick-Jon picked up the stone. "I wish that from now on, people will refer to me as Richard," Dick-Jon said. "I also wish to remain in control of this body for as long as I want."
"Oh shit," thought the real Jon. He was becoming flaccid, and could only sit there as Richard, using Jon's body, trapped Jon as his own cock. Then came the worst part.
"I wish that I would forget I was ever a penis, and that Jon is now my dick. I also wish that at the end of two months, when Jon's original wish ends, that if he were to change back, he would alternate between being Karen's asshole, Sarah's vagina, Zoey's left breast, Kelly's right foot, and a random cow's udder. He will remain each object for exactly one month each."
Jon could only listen in horror as his host condemned him to a life of transformational slavery. He felt himself being lifted to look at "Richard's" face one more time. He grinned. "Sorry, Jonny boy," said Richard. "I'm about to start my new life, and I don't need you in it. Hope you're a fan of multi-transformation."
Then his smile faded as his eyes went blank for a moment. He blinked repeatedly, looking confused, and let go of Jon. "What the heck?" asked Richard. He walked over to his cell phone as Jon bounced agains what were once his legs and balls. Jon realized he would probably be stuck as either his own dick or a random body part for the rest of his life.
