Jon woke up groggily the next morning, having all but forgotten his careless wish from the day before. He wished for something interesting to happen, but nothing seemed to follow. He figured it was just a fluke. Perhaps the stone probably needed specifics to actually make stuff happen.
But he bolted upright upon noticing that his entire room was pink and white. No, no, there was more to it. He looked down to see that he had breasts. Indeed, if not for what was still between his legs, Jon would have thought he was a full-on girl. He was shorter, with cascading blonde hair, bouncing boobs and even pink nail polish.
What the...
He...she? had little time to think before a text came across her phone. It was from Sarah McMillan. Wait, she's...sending...me...a text?
Hey Jonatha, when you get to school we should talk.
Jonatha, which she supposed was her new name, tilted her head in confusion.
Certainly interesting alright...
