"Wha... Jon? Is that you?" Zoe's voice boomed down at Jon.
"Yeah... I made myself into your, erm, girl parts. I used a magic stone and wished to be like this." Jon really hoped that Zoe wasn't too upset about this; since she had the rock now, she could do any number of things to make his life unpleasant.
"Weird... but kinky! So you're my pussy now? What happened to that rock?"
"It should be yours now, I wished you to have it for as long as I'm transformed. Just a few words of caution: one, you can't directly contradict a wish unless you include an "escape clause" to make it expire, and two, wishes alter reality and everyone's memories unless they were in earshot."
Zoe absentmindedly rubbed the gusset of her panties, stimulating Jon. "So how come I remember? Wouldn't I just think you'd always been my cunt?"
"I included in the wish that I wanted you to be aware, so you could change me back eventually."
"This is a huge invasion of my privacy, Jon! You just made yourself the most private, intimate part of my body! You should have asked first; I actually would've said yes! This is actually a huge turn on for me..." Zoe blushed, and Jon felt himself moistening and his clit engorging. She was actually turned on by this! That was a better outcome than Jon had ever expected!
"So, bro, wanna see what you look like?" Zoe pulled down her panties, exposing Jon to the light of her room. He had seen most of this before, but never from this angle; the posters and furniture in her room looked like an alien landscape from his reduced size. Zoe pulled a hand mirror out of her drawer and held it in front of Jon while she spread her legs. Looking at his new form made Jon even more turned on. He could see Zoe's fuzzy blonde pubes curled around him; a droopy pair of lips, glistening with vaginal fluid; a swollen, pulsing clit, starting to poke out of its hood. Jon's mind was still wired like a boy's; seeing a pussy made him want to penetrate it, stimulating his sex drive, even though the pussy in question was him!
"Like what you see? I've been thinking about doing some 'renovating downstairs', if you know what I mean. Mom is just so strict about what I can do with my body... but maybe that rock can fix that!" Zoe reached down and stroked his clit, making his whole body quiver with female pleasure.
Jon would have gulped if he had a throat. Renovations? What exactly did his goth sister have planned for him?
