Jon went through the day as normal, except that he was wearing the wishing panties and was female from the waist down. In fact, there was a bit of a gradual change above the waist--obviously it wouldn't make any sense to have a girl's smaller waist while the flesh immediately above it kept its previous size. And the fact that he could have a period meant that there must be some internal anatomical changes that were, strictly speaking, above the waist.
Whatever the exact changes were didn't matter. Nobody noticed the waist, or his legs, or the jeans and sneakers that he had wished to fit over his feminine half. He had made a wish that nobody would notice any difference until lunchtime, when he could talk it over with Karyn. Jon briefly considered explaining the situation to some other friends, but he was afraid of how they might react. In the end, the only person he could talk to was still Karyn, since she already knew.
He got his slice of terrible pizza from the school lunch program and sat down with Karyn. "Karyn, you have to help me," he said. "I need some ideas."
"About your condition?" she replied. "Why don't you just wish that nobody notices it? It's magic. You could have sexy legs for years and nobody will ever realize you do. That's how magic works."
"I did that for this morning," said Jon. "But even if nobody notices it, I will. And I can't just wish they don't notice it, I need to wish they don't notice any side effects either. Like not noticing my pants fit like a girl."
"So just make a broad wish. Er, pun not intended."
"Huh?"
"Broad, meaning 'girl'. Not that I meant it that way."
"Oh."
"Wait, I have an idea. Give me the panties and I'll give them back to you. Every time you need to make a wish, make the wish and then we can do that again. That way you'll change back to normal."
"I can't do that." said Jon. "What if I ever need to make a wish in a hurry? I can't exactly carry the panties in my pocket or run off to the bathroom to put them on--so I have to have them on most of the time and I'll be transformed. Besides, when I have them on I really like them. I want to keep them on even though I don't really want to be transformed."
"Seriously? I've never known you to wear panties, Jon!"
"It's just something about these panties. It's hard to describe. They're magic."
"Whatever. There's another possibility. You could tell people but wish that they wouldn't beat you up or do anything too nasty to you."
"I don't know, Karyn. Mind control... I'd be getting into some heavy stuff if I did that."
"You just need to wish that they won't do anything really bad. They can think it looks weird all they want if they don't hurt you for it. Or how about this? Wish that everyone already knows and is used to it. You don't have to go around explaining your body to everyone and you don't have to worry that people you know will look at you strangely."
Jon nodded, but then glanced around nervously... and noticed something. There was someone looking at him, and his wish about not noticing only lasted until lunch.... The person walked his way.
