"I wish Jon's room was made more for a tomboy rather than the princess." His Mom said. It would make it easier if he wanted to transition or not, plus it seemed strange to think her 16 year old son wanted to a 13 year old girl. This was going to make it easier for her too.
Back in Jon's room, the pinks, purples and pastels faded back to familiar greens and blues, but it was still obviously a girl's room. The vanity remained but with less makeup. The boy band posters were gone, replaced by some for video games. His computer was back at least, but the dark purple headset was vastly different from his atomic green one. Even the anime books crowding a shelf with toys screamed girl to him.
"Okay, I can live with this for now." Jon said. He went back to his closet and while it still was filled with girls' clothes, at least there were more t-shirts and pants rather than dresses. He still had a row of school uniforms unfortunately.
He slipped his robe off onto the bed and dropped the other towel on top of it. He took another look at his body, trying to figure out what he needed to do to fix his problems. His body hair was gone, his muscles were gone, even his height was gone. Everything was just gone. Like he suddenly didn't go through puberty - which was absurd unless someone wished it and he was the one with the wishing stone.
Glancing down, he was immediately met with his lack of response. Nothing was setting it off, not the girls at school, Sarah touching him yesterday, or even...
Nope, again, not going there. He flushed red at the thoughts of last night that he tried to avoid. His first date and it was as the girl. Unbelievable.
Still, he wanted to fix this problem now.
"I wish I got erections," Jon said, figuring he needed to keep it simple.
As his mom was getting ready to leave her room, she heard the wish. She sighed and shook her head. "Jon really needs to not wish so often." She stopped and thought about it. She never had an erection so she didn't know how important it was to boys.. Maybe that was why he wanted to wear a dress, because he wasn't getting aroused? Still seemed odd, and she didn't want him to have them in school. Maybe there was a middle ground she could give him. "I wish that Jon would experience arousal like a girl would, the increased blood flow to the genital area, nipples erect, and maybe even a little wetness, and only have an erection when he is touched by someone he likes - like that boy from last night." She left her room and head down to start breakfast.
Another flash and Jon waited.
And waited.
And waited.
He thought of the hottest girls at school, the way they moved and asses danced. He thought of the porn stashed beneath his bed, of the large breasted women begging for a cock. He even - briefly - thought of Kevin last night.
Nothing.
Except he felt like he was aroused. His breathing was harder, he glanced down at his chest to his nipples pointing out like rockets, and even his dick looked a little bigger. He reached down and and gasped at the sensation. He felt like he was on just this side of being hit in the balls, and it felt good? He was even dripping a little.
"What the hell?"
As Jon was contemplating his new state of arousal, his mom was working in the kitchen on a light breakfast. Zoe wouldn't be up for another hour or two, if she was lucky, and Mickey would come barreling down any second. Jon was somewhere in between but usually fended for himself. Today though, she wondered if he would even come down at all if he felt self-conscious about his new way of dressing. Looking at the stone she brought with her, his mom picked it up and said, "I wish Jon's siblings wouldn't make fun or give him a hard time about his clothing." She felt the stone warm in her hand. "That should help, I think."
With the herd of Mickey's feet thundering down the stairs, she slipped the stone back into her apron and finished making pancakes.
