"Mom, how can I go to school like this?" Jon protested, gesturing to his new body.
"I don't care." said Jon's mom. "You are going. Now, you're going to have to walk."
Jon's mom almost shoved him out of the door, Jon stumbling in his mom's heels. He began to walk to school, his legs feeling strange as he felt the air pass through the tiny holes in his mom's tights, his skirt billowing in the breeze.
Jon heard laughing. He looked up and saw Zak, the school bully pointing at him. "Hey, Jon, you pervert! You're a freak!"
That was it. Jon wasn't going to school. But where could he go. The rock was still in his room and his mom wasn't going to let him back in. Then Jon realised - he would go to...
