Jon eyed the clothing his mother had given him. Pink frilly panties, blue jeans studded with fake jewels on the left leg, and a black bra. Jon remembered those tacky jeans from when Zoe was a bit younger, before her Goth phase. Of course, they were a bit different - they had a hole where the tailbone went. The panties did too. His mom offhandidly said they were from when Zoe "had a tail".
Jon pulled the panties up his legs. He had to manually guide his tail through the hole with his hand, but it fit in perfectly once he did. The hole was much smaller than his thick tail, but stretched to accommodate it. In this timeline, it made sense to design a "one size fits all" solution rather than custom order clothes to fit every transformation possible. Next, he put the jeans on, repeating the process for his tail. He was more than happy to cover up those embarrassing frilly undergarments.
Next was the bra. Jon begged not to wear one today, but his mom insisted he get used to it, since he was definitely going to be wearing one tomorrow. After a few tries, he got the clasp together. Jon wheezed, not sure if Zoe's bra was a bit too small or if that was just how tight they were supposed to be. Finally, he put on one of his own shirts, careful not to tear it on his horns. It was a bit loose on his body, but was certainly better than wearing something of Zoe's.
Fully clothed, Jon went to get some breakfast. As he wandered down the stairs, his mind returned to the stone. It made no sense. Maybe somehow in this timeline he never get the stone. But he had it last night. Jon wanted to ask his mom about grandpa when she first came in his room, but didn't know how to phrase it. He was basically in the wrong dimension, and it might be cause for alarm if he talked about magic wishes without a stone to prove it.
Zoe called as Jon neared the bottom of the stairs. "Wow, I thought I was supposed to be the freakshow!"
Zoe's insult broke Jon's chain of thought. Their mom shot her a disapproving look then asked how Jon was doing.
"You know... umm. I think I still want to stay home today." He replied, grabbing the Cheerios and a bowl.
Their mom phoned the school and explained why Jon couldn't make it today. She spared the gorier details and simply said he had a particularly nasty transformation. Next, she phoned the doctor's office, this time sparring no details.
Jon became aware that Zoe was watching him. When their eyes met, she asked him a question. "What even are you?" Jon shrugged dismissively.
"I thought you might have been a demon like I was, but it's something else." Jon looked up at Zoe. For the first time he noticed little black horns still on her forehead. Her fingers were red at the tips as well. "You're probably some nerd thing." She added.
Zoe paused for a second. "I kinda hope you get scarred into a girl. I always wanted a big sister." She said with a smirk.
Was that a thing that was possible? Jon didn't relish the thought of being a girl forever. Zoe was definitely "scarred", although judging by the lack of a tail it was pretty minor. What was going to happen to him?
"That is enough!" Their mom interjected, covering the phone. "Jon is going through a lot right now, and if you don't leave him alone I'm grounding you." Zoe rolled her eyes but silently returned to her breakfast.
After breakfast, Zoe and their little brother Mikey headed to school (not before Mikey gushed over how "cool" Jon looked) while their mom went to work. Jon now had the house to himself for the day. What was the first thing he would do?
