I, naturally, thought it was all just getting too weird. I gently pushed Karyn away and stepped back. I managed to forget about my high heels though, and maybe because my body wasn't that used to them I lost my balance and fell back. Luckily I landed on Karyn's bed, masses of my red hair scattered all around me.
I raised my hands to my face to take the hair away from it and I saw Karyn's face. Apparently she thought that me getting on the bed was nothing but an invitation for her to join and fulfill her scent-fueled desires.
Just like I said - I did have a crush on Karyn. And in any other situation I really wouldn't mind her walking towards me with lust in her eyes. At that point though... I needed someone to talk to and to figure out my situation with. I needed a bit of sanity in this bizarre day.
I knew that the stone as such was gone. On the other hand somehow those wishes which escaped my mouth got granted so it meant that the stone's power didn't vanish. I thought I might as well give wishing a try, this time intentionally.
"I wish" I said feeling how my new huge lips didn't fully close, always slightly parted and looking hungry. "I wish that Karyn would always prepare for me coming over by putting a nose clip on."
Immediately a nose clip appeared on Karyn's face, similar to those worn by some swimmers. The lust was gone from her eyes.
"Oh my god... I'm so sorry Jon!" she said as she sat next to me on the bed. "I know this must be hard for you. I can't believe I just wanted... nevermind. Are you OK now?"
The answer was no but I didn't say a word, my head dizzy from all that madness. I could feel my hair tugging the back of my head (I probably sat on a big portion of it) and my swollen lips. I also felt the uncomfortable thong between my ass cheeks. The worst of all was the pain in my feet. I looked over the edge of the bed at my sandal-clad feet. They looked very out of place, especially with the bits of black hair they had on their tops. I began to slowly untangle the straps and the relief I felt as I took the shoes off was just amazing.
On my feet and calves I could see red marks in the places my straps have been earlier. I was used to walking in comfy sneakers and if the wishes were truly irreversible that meant I was never to wear them again. This was just ridiculous! Male feet were never meant for high heels! I looked to the right at Karyn's orange socks clad feet. She wasn't that much shorter than me and yet her feet couldn't be bigger than three quarters of my size. Even though I never saw her in high heels it was so much easier to imagine that ridiculously uncomfortable piece of attire on her smaller feminine feet.
I probably should have seen that coming but I was simply too busy feeling miserable before it was too late. I felt my mouth gaining a will of its own as it started wishing.
"I wish I had tiny and delicate female feet, made to walk on tiptoes."
