I knew that I was really a clone and hadn't even existed until a few minutes ago. I just remembered being Jon. But dammit, I was real; I had my memories and even if technically I didn't exist before, I felt that I was still Jon, even though I had been changed into a girl.
"I'm still you! Still Jon!" I said. "As far as you're concerned, the wish was a success. But as far as I'm concerned, I didn't get what I want. I wanted to make a girl clone, who's aroused by me and wants to have my children. But I didn't get that. I am a girl, and my body gets aroused by you, and I want to have your children!"
The other Jon grinned. "You're right. The wish was a complete success."
"But I don't feel it in my head," I said. "In my head, I'm still a guy. It's like... like I'm getting aroused for no reason, like my body is betraying me. I'm not attracted to guys, yet just the thought of kissing you makes me know that I'd... I'd...."
"Like you're really attracted to me after all? Jon, Jon my other self, your body knows who you're really attracted to. Your body isn't betraying you. You just don't know what your body knows."
"It makes me feel all kinds of weird!" I exclaimed. "This isn't what I had planned. I wanted to have sex with my clone and make her pregnant."
"But now you want to become pregnant by me. It's something you really desire."
"Of course!"
"But you remember the wish, if you remember what I remember. You'll end up regretting it at some point. Maybe I shouldn't do it after all."
"But I don't regret it now. Dammit, Jon, I used to be you! Can't you do that one thing for me?"
"Let me increase your breast size to C first. It isn't even huge, it's just normal. Also, you need to be a little shorter. You're too tall. Let me remove an inch from your height."
"And if I don't?"
"I'm not going to force you."
"You forced me with wishes..." But I knew what was wrong with that idea the moment I had said it.
"The wishes weren't forcing you. You may remember being me but you really weren't. I never changed you from being anything else--you were always like you were now for your short existence. All I'm saying is if you want to have my children, you have to let me do some things."
"You wished I'd get pregnant. You can't not impregnate me."
"The wish can come true if you're impregnated by someone else."
"But I don't want that, Jon! I want it to be you."
"Will you agree to my terms? Also, you're now my girlfriend."
I didn't really have any choice. "Fine."
He made a wish on the stone and I felt my chest enlarge, my height go down. Not by a lot, but I didn't want it to go down at all. It wasn't my height. Then he put it aside and stepped forwards to kiss me. In my mind it felt sexless and embarrassing to be kissed by a guy, but my body reacted just like a girl attracted to him. It was strange that I didn't think of it as arousing, but I was getting aroused. Every instinct said that this man was my ideal lover, but every thought said otherwise. It would be so easy to give in to that instinct, have sex with the man who I didn't yet did want sex with.... I let him kiss me, and hold me, and fondle my breasts, and soon we found ourselves naked on the newly wished for double bed. At some point he thrust into me....
I had gotten fucked, By a man! A man that my girl body wanted to be fucked by, even if that made me feel weird. Even if that man was me.
"Was it good for you?" he asked.
"It... was... but I wanted to be you. I wanted to be having sex with my girl clone, not be the girl clone. Even if my body is reacting like you're my lover."
He picked up the stone and said, "I wish that the sex we just had makes you pregnant."
"Thank you," I said.
"Now, I know you remember our family, but technically, they haven't met you. It's time for introductions. And remember, you're not just my clone, you're also my girlfriend."
"Yeah, sure, Jon. No new name? No long hair, no skirts or dresses?"
"If you really remember everything I do, you know I wasn't planning to do that. I want my girlfriend to be my clone, not some random person with a little bit of resemblance to me. You should look like me and dress like me. You should have the same hair and the same clothes as me so everyone can see that these two people are identical except one is a girl. The only time I want you to wear girls' clothes is when I'm wearing something that has an exact female equivalent, so one is a skirt or dress but otherwise they look identical to my clothes, same fabric, same style and everything. Oh, and underwear."
"Do I have a choice? It's not very individualistic."
"I'm sure you'd prefer that to wishing up a wardrobe containing nothing but skirts."
"Fine."
"I wish you have a wardrobe of clothes just like mine, except they fit you and some are female equivalents to mine. I wish you have appropriate underwear. I wish that whenever you dress, you will dress the same as me if at all possible and if I don't say otherwise."
A second closet suddenly appeared in the room. I walked up to it and opened it. It looked just like my closet, except the clothes in it would fit my new girl body. I closed it again. Then Jon took my hand, which felt so natural even though I wasn't mentally attracted to him, and we went out to meet our family.
