Zoey and Mikayla’s alarm clock blared with the sounds of Taylor Swift. It was 6am, and a long day awaited both of them.
Zoey arose, and after Mikayla had bolted for the bathroom, she made a wish, realizing something. “I wish I knew how to do my makeup and get ready as a girl.” The stone mildly flashed. At least nobody will suspect something is wrong. She lingered for a moment in front of her closet, trying to pick something out that wasn’t overly girly, but that looked like it was going to be tough with the options she had. It seemed she didn’t have a single pair of shorts in her wardrobe! She picked out a relatively plain pink tank top and the same white skirt she’d worn the day before, plus a pair of pink tights that matched.
With her outfit all set, Zoey shed her sleep clothes, tossing them aside. For the first time, she saw herself naked: boobs, clit and all. She stood there for a moment in front of the mirror, before Mikayla dashing back in prompted her to hurry up. I could get used to this, she thought.
After showering, she went and threw on her outfit, glad she’d made a wish to not get things wrong. Like I’ve been doing it my whole life, Zoey thought as she and Mikayla did their makeup in the bathroom.
“Where’s Jon?” she asked her sister.
“He uses the downstairs bathroom. Can’t be bothered with girly stuff.”
“Ahh,” Zoey replied.
Once the two were done, they grabbed their bags and headed downstairs for breakfast, where Jon was already slowly eating a bowl of cereal quietly.
“Morning, sweethearts,” Dad called out. There were two bowls of cereal left on the counter.
“Mom already left?” Mikayla asked.
“Yeah, early meeting at the firm.” Before Linda became Larry, she was a lawyer, so not much had really changed for him, Zoey thought as she poured her cereal and milk. “What do you have going today?”
“There’s a game tonight that we’re cheering at,” Mikayla replied without missing a beat. “Mount Valley, so it’s a big one, and it’s both squads.”
“Oh wow!” Dad exclaimed. Nobody seemed to pay Jon much attention, not that he seemed to want it anyway. “Your bus should be here in about 10, by the way,” he added after a few minutes. That was a bit of a surprise for Zoey, who before the wish used to walk to school. Everyone sped up their eating before grabbing their bags and heading out the door.
“Bye!” Dad yelled behind them as the three walked to the bus stop. Zoey pulled out her phone to take a look at her class schedule, which began with cheer practice. Nice that it’s a class, she thought. Right after they got to the location, the yellow school bus pulled up, and the Gibson kids hopped aboard.
