"I wish I was going through puberty."
Linda smirked, finally glad to hear her son make a wish to grow up, but as she thought of it, he didn't specify anything. He just wanted to be an adult. And given how his day had been, he must have enjoyed some of it right? He didn't complain about the clothing either. So did he want to be a girl or a boy? "Grant Jon's wish by having his puberty delayed for another week, and during that time, his clothing will determine if he goes through puberty as a boy or a girl, such that if he wears more girls clothes, he will go through it and become a girl and the reverse" That was a long and convoluted wish, but it would at least give Jon a choice. Hopefully he would appreciate at that.
Back in Sarah's bathroom, Jon stared at the mirror for a moment before realizing nothing was going to happen. His wish wasn't going to turn him automatically back into a man. He only asked to start it. Before he could make another wish, a knock on the door stopped him. "Jon? You okay?"
Jon sighed and turned to start the show. "Yeah, just..."
"Don't worry," Sarah shouted back, "all girls like to look at themselves in the mirror." Jon winced but said nothing as water poured from the shower head. He slipped off the bikini top before stepping underneath the hot water. He jumped at the sudden pressure, ten times more than his own, and relaxed under the heat. After he counted to twenty, he started to wash. He grabbed what he thought was body soap and began to use it, cleaning the pool water from his body. He even used Sarah's shampoo and conditioner. Anything to distract him from the tiny dick between his legs, no longer standing at attention or even feeling anything close to hard, but he still felt that pressure and warmth.
This day was fucking weird.
When he finished, Jon grabbed a large white fluffy towel and padded himself dry as best as he could. He could see the tell-tale signs of bikini lines on his very tan skin now that he was focused on something other than his body. He was'nt sure what to do about his hair so he rang it out as best as he could without rubbing his head like he did before. It seemed like the type of thing to take care of. He ignored his hair care routine and the tan lines, and just slipped back on his panties, jeans, and the t-shirt he wore there. He didn't glance back at the mirror, despite know that his butt wiggled a little getting into the jeans. He just had to make it through another hour or so.
"Glad you made it out," Sarah said, smiling at him as he stepped into her room. She had already changed out of her bikini into a pair of shorts that rode up her legs and a very tight shirt. "So, I have an idea. and come here, let me fix your hair."
"What?" Jon walked over to bed and sat back down.
"so...I think its only fair that you get a little pay back," Sarah said, smirking. It wasn't a kind smirk. It was the one that Jon remembered she would use when she wanted to bully someone. Except this time, the smirk was in his defense. "What do you think?"
Despite making the wish, Jon asked, "what kind of payback?"
"I think to start, just some panties," Sarah said, shrugging. "Though, not sure I'm going to enjoy that too much." Sarah gave Jon a smirk that meant trouble. "You might." His blush nearly took over his face. He tried to not picture what Kevin had, the thing he felt against his hand and his body several times now. He focused instead on what Sarah was saying.
"okay." He said, breathing out the word. "How..."
"I'm glad you asked," Sarah said as the grin truned neraly diabolical. And of course she looked fucking hot while being evil. Even his fucked up body knew it, in that weird way his dick swelled up and got warm and his nipples got hard.
Maybe this wouldn't be so bad.
