"I wish that my mom was less self-conscious and more confident about her body and would be comfortable with me being her duplicate." The stone flashed. Jon went downstairs to see if his wish had worked.
As Jon entered the kitchen, Susan looked up from her cooking. "Oh, I love what you chose, honey," Susan said. "It looks so good on us, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, it does, doesn't it?" said Jon.
Susan loved having Jon as her duplicate. Yeah, it was supposed to be a punishment for Jon, but it was so much fun. As a result of Jon's wish, Susan was proud of her body. Yeah, she would never be a model. She was slightly overweight, but still attractive. Her breasts sagged, but they were bigger than most women would have, and hers were natural, unlike so many larger-chested women who had implants. She had the body of a woman who had raised four children and still looked reasonably good.
And she loved clothes shopping. Having Jon along would make it so easy to pick out clothes. It would be better than a mirror, better even than going with her girlfriends, because it was like having another her along instead of someone else's opinion.
"We have to go shopping some time," Susan said. "You'll love shoe shopping. I'm going out with my girlfriends this Saturday. Do you want to come?"
For some reason, shopping sounded wonderful to Jon. Well, he was acting like her in addition to looking like her, so he must share some of her interests. "Of course I will, Mom," said Jon. "Will we get to gossip, too? Isn't that supposed to be really fun?"
"Call me Susan, please," said Susan. "Of course, we'll gossip. We'll have to, to get our new girlfriend up to speed. Now help me finish cooking and setting the table. Its almost time to eat."
