Jon looked at himself in the mirror again, running his hands sexily down his body. He decided that he should keep on trying forms see what he could come up with.
he next imagined a tall blond country girl, wearing a green mid-riff exposing top and denim cutoffs and a cowboy hat, she had a strong southern accent. he tried saying a few things and they all came out with a distinct southern accent, it was a strange feeling.
Next he took the form of a young girl, wearing a white frilly T-shirt and jeans. He next took a bigger risk, he slowly let his mind regress to that of a girl her age... soone enough all thoughts of shapechangin went away replaced with thoughts of a little girl with a wishing stone
