His belly full, Jon carefully got up from his chair, balanced on his heels, and thanked Karyn for hosting him. While he was about to excuse himself and head home, all three girls looked at him expectantly, leaving him feeling like he was missing something. Before he could question, though, Jessica spoke up.
"Ready to go?" she said in her sing-song voice, "Let me just grab my bag."
"Oh, me too!" Karyn and Stephanie echoed, and scrambled out of the room, wiggling their asses at him.
Jon, left alone, wondered if he should just make a break for it. He was, after all, trying to head home to find not only some male clothes to change into, but also his magical wishing stone so that he could get out of whatever weird fantasy he was stuck in. With the girls along, he wasn't sure he'd be able to get alone to make a wish. Just before he turned to leave the girls walked back in.
"We're going to have so much fun today!" Stephanie's husky voice breathed, "Are we really going to get to sleep over at your place tonight, Jon?"
"Of course we are!" Karyn piped in, "Jon promised! That, and I spoke to his mother when he was in the washroom, and she says that everything is ready for us."
"Ready for us?" Jon asked, very confused.
"Come on, slowpoke!" Karyn grabbed Jon by the hand and pulled him toward the door, causing him to stumble. Jessica came up behind him and steadied his progress by placing her hand under his skirt, on his panties. Jon was lucky that he didn't live far, since he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to keep up the breakneck pace Karyn was setting while balancing in his high-heeled Chuck Taylors. When he arrived on his front step in one piece, he was so relieved that he momentarily forgot that he was about to face is family while dressed in drag.
The door opened. Inside, a broad smile on her face, was Jon's mother. She looked him up and down.
"Oh Jon! You look darling!" She gushed, "Karyn, you were right! My little stud-muffin has turned into a big burly man overnight! Whatever you girls did, you can keep it up as long as you'd like!"
"But mom," Jon whined, "Look at what I'm wearing!"
"Of course, Jon," his mother replied, "It's amazing! Which one of you girls picked out such a hot outfit for him?"
Stephanie's hand went up. "It was me."
"Well, then I think it's only fair that you have the first kick at the can," The older woman said, pulling Stephanie inside, indicating that the rest of them should follow.
Once the door was closed, they were led upstairs to Jon's bedroom and instructed to wait for Jon's mother to return. The girls made themselves comfortable on the bed, each posing sexily, trying to catch Jon's eye. Jon, on the other hand, made his way around the room, trying to locate his missing stone. His nightstand held no magical artifacts, but it did hold four copies of Cosmo magazine. His dresser was devoid of talismans, but the five bottles of perfume, six tubes of lipstick and a container of blush adorned it's surface. His closet was empty of charms, but what it was full of made his head spin.
Just as he was examining a pair of leather thigh-high stiletto boots on his closet floor, his mother returned.
"Girls! Jon! I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long. Since you're going to be staying here tonight, I figured that I'd help you feel a bit more comfortable," she walked in and placed a large duffel bag on the bed between the girls. Jon crossed the room just as his mother was unzipping the bag, revealing its contents, before she turned and left the four of them alone with the gift.
Once Jon had seen inside the bag, he wished that he hadn't. On the top of the pile was a huge black dildo. Beneath that was seemingly every type of sex toy or implement, that he could imagine, most of which he would NEVER want to use.
"Oh, your mom is so generous!" Karyn squealed, holding up a fuzzy pink pair of handcuffs, "This is WAY more than she gave us last time!"
Jon's head spun as he backed away from the excited girls, frantically looking from side to side, trying to discover what had become of his wishing stone, all the while thinking, "What the hell is going on?"
