"I wish this sperm is in a turkey baster and that I can get pregnant and give birth."
Jon reached up to his eyes and brushed away a strand of much longer hair. Or rather, reached up to her eyes. On her lips she felt something slightly strange, but reaching up to it showed that of course it was lipstick. Her breasts were around a B-C cup and seeing them when she looked down felt strange. The wish that Jon was dressed, of course, couldn't be reversed but there was something different about Jon's clothes.
She touched her breasts and pushed at her bra, to which Karyn said "They're breasts, Jon. I don't know if that was the best wish you could have made..."
"Gimme a break," she said. "I didn't have a lot of time to think. I've got like two more minutes. You'd better leave for now."
Karyn, realizing what Jon was going to do, said "Can I watch instead?"
"No, you can't..."
"I was just kidding, Jon. Or whatever your name is now."
"Never mind. Jon quickly slipped off her shoes--which suddenly had heels--and unfastened her jeans, then lay down in her bed (where the pillow was suddenly pink) and pulled a blanket completely over herself. There was a great deal of motion for the next minute.
"You okay in there?" asked Karyn.
Jon nearly yelled "Karyn, please!"
Jon threw back the blanket and her pants were awkwardly pulled up. She stood up from the bed and closed the snap. An empty turkey baster was on the bed. "Whew..."
"Are you okay?" asked Karyn.
"I'm fine. I put it in me and I felt sick for a moment... Oh, I wish I knew why. Great. I was at the wrong point in my cycle so I just had two weeks of my cycle in a few seconds to make me fertile. It feels strange even saying that. And then as soon as I started using it I couldn't stop, I had to use the whole thing."
"I bet it only had one sperm in it anyway. It only takes one to make you pregnant, and if it's some kind of magic item it wouldn't do for you to be made pregnant by part of a magic item, so one sperm has to be the whole thing."
"Now," said Jon a bit sadly, "I guess my new life as a girl starts. A girl who's having a baby that's half me and half Incan artifact. I should have thought about it a little longer."
"But you didn't have any time to think."
"I still goofed. We should have come up with a final answer yesterday night, not at the last minute. I'd have come up with something better than being a girl. You know, when I picked one at random I picked the one about making Zoe pregnant, in the 'evil mind control' column. I wasn't going to do that, but I had to do something, so I said what I said."
"But you do have wishes. You just used one. That's the whole point, right? And we're still friends. I'm a girl, too, Jon. Being one isn't all that bad."
Jon motioned around the room. "It's different, though. Look, different posters, different CDs, different clothes, a different pillow... and I'm not Jon. I'm, uhh... I wish I knew what my new name is now. I'm Janet."
"So change that. They're all details. You didn't ask for them, you should be able to wish them away."
"I... Okay. I wish that pillowcase is blue." The case changed color before their eyes. "I wish I had the same CDs I had an hour ago." The change wasn't easy to see. Most of them were in a rack exposing various colors on the edges, and they had all changed, but it still looked like a rack of CDs. But when Janet looked closer she saw that things were indeed fixed. She stepped over to a closet and opened it.
"Careful," said Karyn.
"What?"
"If you change to have all guy's clothes, people will remember that you've always been a girl who wears guy clothes, just like they remember I was always blonde. That may be a problem."
Janet slammed the closet shut.
"Take it easy!" Karyn hugged Janet. "If you're having problems, you can always talk to me."
"I appreciate it. It's just that I did this big thing, and there's this really big downside, and I can't even tell anyone about it except you."
"You can if you go back to mind control. Wish that nobody finds it strange, then tell them."
"Thanks for the suggestion, Karyn, but I really don't like the idea. I'll think about it. Unless Mom and Dad try to kick me out for being pregnant, or something like that, and then I'll have to start on the mind control just to protect myself. Let's go downstairs and have some breakfast."
