When Jon woke up the next morning, he immediately slipped on the wishing heels. He felt embarrassed wearing something so obviously female, but it was the only way he could make wishes. Of course, any time he did make wishes, he made sure he was alone.
But this morning, something unexpected happened. His mom walked in, just after he put on the shoes.
"Wakey wakey, Jon. Time to get ... up?" she said, staring at the stiletto heels that her son was wearing.
"Uhh ... I can explain this."
"Why are you wearing ... heels?" Was her son some sort of cross-dresser?
Jon groaned. This would be a great time to make a wish, but he had to wait five minutes before one could be granted. No, he'd have to explain his way out of this one.
