"Hey Jon, how about you put on some pants first?" asked Karen.
"Pants? Good idea, that should be easy." he said while retrieving the stone from under the mattress.
"I meant you should put some on BEFORE you play with the stone." she urged.
"Why the hassle when I can just wish for a pair?"
"I wish you had boxers and pants on!" he said.
A small flash and Karen looked down at herself.
"What did you do that for?"
Jons hand flew over his mouth.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say you, I meant to say I had them on." his eyes were wide in schock.
"Well, fix it! I don't like to wear skits much but it's part of the school uniform, I can't just go to school like this!"
On the inside she was smiling, yet still a little worried about how this will play out.
"OK, OK! I will!"
"I wish I am wearing the skirt and panties that you wore coming here but the skirt is 2 inches shorter."
"WHAT?" yelled both of them in unison.
"I...I... I have no idea where that came from" Jon stuttered. He looked down at himself in a fairly short pleated skirt. The panties were too small for his privates and felt very uncomfortable. Those 2 things were the only clothing he was wearing.
"What the hell?"
Karen couldn't hold back a giggle.
"Hey, that suits you but I'm not sure if that goes over very well at school.."
"This cannot be happening. I got to fix this." he said shaking his head.
"Maybe..."
