Jon silently looked at himself in the mirror, trying to take in the changes that his body was going through. There wasn't much that had changed on day one, at least not to the well-trained eye. Jon had shrunk down slightly, that much he knew. Where once he had been able to reach the top of the large bookcase in his room, he now had to stretch just to reach the next shelf below that. In his mind, Jon figured he had already shrunk a good three or four inches.
His slightly poochy stomach had begun to thin out as well, while the hair on his arms and legs was starting to thin out. If he glanced at the back of his head, he'd have thought that his hair was starting to get a bit long as well.
The major thing that had changed was his libido. It had jumped up considerably over the course of the day, to the point where he had to jack himself off two or three times just to seek relief. It would appear that the stone was transforming him into a nymphomaniac in order to fulfill the requirements of the wish. Jon felt his legs tense up as his cock stiffened again, just thinking about it, and within minutes he was yearning for some kind of release. In the pleasure filled haze, he idly wondered exactly how he would be able to function if this kept up for the next seven days.
