Locking the door, Zoe entered the room and looked around. Soon she found what looked like a stone on a dresser. It could have been a normal stone, but it was on top of a piece of paper which had her grandfather's handwriting on it.
There was a pounding at the door. Who was it? Had Jon made it home somehow? Or her parents?
Then the pounding went away. She realized that the disease made the bimbos sex-crased, it didn't directly make them want to spread the disease, although sex would do it. So unless there was a lesbian bimbo around, she wouldn't be pounding on the door forever just to go after Zoe. Still, she had better get going.
Was that really a magic wishing stone? What she saw of the note looked intriguing and she read it from start to finish. It was indeed supposed to be a wishing stone. It was impossible... but really, was a disease that turned people into bimbos impossible?
At first she made an attempt to test it. "I wish that nail I broke yesterday is okay". She felt the sensation of something in her eye. Then she raised her hands... and the nail was back. It really was a wishing stone.
So it could work. It was as real as a bimbo plague. The stone couldn't be reversed, according to the note, but it could be reinterpreted. Fortunately for her, the wish was for something interesting to happen. Something interesting that lasts a limited time would satisfy that as well as something interesting which doesn't. Even something interesting which was limited to one person or one place would still satisfy it. Basically, reversing this wish was as simple as wishing for something else.
Unfortunately, it was also as tricky as wishing for something else, and Zoe didn't think about her wish before she made it. "I wish..."
