Jon wondered for a moment where Mom had gotten all these clothes in so many different sizes, as she dressed him up in a black Lolita dress, black stockings and spike heels he wasn't sure he could walk in until he did, almost naturally. Putting a black wig on him, she put it into large puffy pigtails; Jon was amazed at how it felt like his own hair, and as she tugged, he realized it was his own hair! She moved onto his face next, and a few minutes later, Zoe stared back at him.
Sitting in the living room were three other girls that looked like Zoe, and looked exactly like him. It would be difficult to tell which one was which if not for the height; Mikey-Zoe was shortest, followed by the real Zoe, then Dad-Zoe. As soon as they saw him they all commented on how beautiful he looked, and Jon smiled despite himself.
"I always wanted daughters! This is so exciting, isn't it?" They all earnestly agreed. Jon even found himself agreeing, as an inexplicable bubbly excitement welled up in him. He walked over to her, not even noticing the heels, and hugged her, planting a small kiss on her cheek. "Thank you for dressing me up so pretty like Zoe, Mommy!" Each of them echoed the sentiment.
"We're all going out to the mall!" Mom grinned. "I think an excursion with my daughters is a good reward for being so well-behaved, don't you?" They all nodded, and Jon wondered, for the first time, where the rock had gone. He hadn't seen it in his room at all, and more and more he wanted to reverse this wish...
