"I wish that Jay Duncan, over the course of the next day, would slowly turn into a black ghetto bitch streetwalker with huge breasts and would notice the changes happening to him. Also I wish that the more his body changes, the more his personality (the way he talks and acts) changes to match, even though in his head he's still himself," Sarah said, smiling. The stone glowed, granting her wishes.
"Good one, sis," Karyn said.
At the Duncan house, Jay was just finishing up his homework when he suddenly felt odd.
