Jon blinked as the stone worked its magic and he felt the world shift around him. When he opened his eyes, his vision was obscured by longer bangs than he had previously had. Brushing the hair out of his eyes, Jon's attention was brought to a new weight on his chest. Turning to the full length mirror that had appeared in the corner of his room, Jon was shocked at his appearance. While he had retained his male frame, he now had long blonde hair and a sizeable pair (somewhere in-between a B-cup and C-up, he figured) of breasts. In other words, he'd picked up Karyn's last wish along with her personality.
As he fondled his new assets though, he found that he wasn't as unhappy with them as he thought he'd be. In fact, he was glad that he'd finally get more attention. Maybe now Sarah wouldn't pick on him as much. "Wait," Jon thought, frowning. "That's not right." He had never really cared about getting attention and looking all girly wasn't likely to give him the kind of attention that he wanted. Still, he thought, looking at his own very feminine reflection, he did look good in his tight green baby t-shirt and hip-hugger jeans. With a bit of work, he could be pretty hot.
Turning away from his reflection, Jon inspected the changes to his room. He and Karyn had a lot in common, so not too much had changed. Band posters had shuffled around, and Jon naturally liked the results. Some games were different. Makeup and beauty supplies lined the top of his dresser. His clothing had apparently been resized and resupplied from Karyn's wardrobe. Thinking about Karyn, he suddenly wondered what she was up to.
He turned his new thoughts over in his head for a moment. He wasn't interested in Karyn anymore. At least, not sexually. But he still liked her a lot and wanted to hang out with her. And for some reason, he felt like he should walk over to her place and see what she was up to (usually it was Karyn who came over to his house). Jon slipped on a pair of white tennis shoes and headed out the door.
