Jon had just stepped into the kitchen, ready to get some breakfast, when out of the blue he had a realization. Someone had replaced his stone with a twin stone and given the other one to Zoe, who had wished she was wearing this outfit. His whole life as a crossdresser had been fabricated by a careless wish.
"Oh my God," he exclaimed weakly, in awe of the stones' power. One thing was for certain, he had to make sure Zoe never made another wish. The possibilities of misfortune were too staggering.
