Lisa walked over to Jon, necklace in hand, and slipped it over his head. She gave him a wry smirk as she did this, while he scowled at her.
"Don't give me that look Jon. It's not going to be that bad." Lisa said, taking a few steps away from him. "In fact, I'm willing to bet that you'll be thanking me in a few minutes."
"I sincerely doubt that." Jon said. He looked down as the necklace began to heat up a bit, not unlike the stone when it was granting a wish.
"That's what they all say." Lisa responded, still smirking. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go prepare the changing room for you. That way, we'll be able to get you appropriately dressed as quickly as possible, and discard those horrible, mens clothes." With that, Lisa left the room, leaving Jon alone.
As soon as his captor left, Jon began to struggle against the ropes that were binding him to the chair, though it was quickly apparent that he had no chance at escaping. "Damn...tied too tight." he said to himself.
He shook his head, trying to think of some way out of this situation. He looked upwards, trying to get a better look at the room, when he noticed that there was hair hanging slightly within his field of vision, despite the fact that he always kept his hair cut short.
Jon's eyes widened. He looked around, becoming more desperate to find anything that may get him out of this. Not only was he afraid of the physical changes he seemed to be enduring, but if what happened to Karyn was any indication of what he could look ahead to, then his mind would be changing as well.
From what he could see in the room, there really wasn't much. A table in the corner, with a chair at it, and the chair that he himself was on. There may have been more behind him, but he was hardly in a position at the moment to see. He began to wiggle around in the seat once again. This time, however, he found that the ropes felt slightly looser than they had before.
Jon gulped, realizing what that meant. At the rate the changes were progressing, it was unlikely that he would be able to get out of the ropes before the changes had gone too far. He struggled against the ropes for a few more minutes before getting tired and needing to take a rest.
At this point, he had hair constantly in his line of sight, and could feel it tickling the top of his shoulders. His arms had become slimmer, as had his shoulders, but it seemed that Lisa had taken that into account when tying him up. Not only that, but the slight puffiness that he could feel on his chest, that he would have rather not acknowledged at all, was not making things any easier.
After a few more moments, Jon's efforts against the ropes paid off, as he was able to shake enough that he was able to get one of his arms free. From there, it was a simple matter to get the ropes off him completely. Once free from his prison, Jon stood and stretched, and then reached up to remove the necklace that Lisa had put on him. As he took hold of it and was about to rip it off, he was struck with a blinding pain shooting throughout his entire body.
He fell to his knees as the pain stuck, coursing not only through his muscles, but seemingly through his bones as well. He looked toward the door that Lisa had left through, his vision becoming blurry, as the knob turned and someone walked through. The last thing he saw before blacking out was a girl walking toward him.
When Jon awoke again, he...or rather, she, could feel that her changes had been completed. Looking down, she could see two moderately sized breasts hanging on her chest, and also noticed brown hair flowing over her shoulders. She noted that she was wearing the same clothes that she had been when she was taken by Lisa and the feminists, and she found that, instead of being relieved, she was actually slightly disgusted by wearing the clothes that were obviously intended for a man.
After observing the immediate and most obvious changes to her body, Jon noticed that she was not tied up as she had been the first time she woke up in this place, and was instead lying on a cot. She sat up slightly and looked around the room, immediately spotting Lisa sitting in the corner opposite where she was.
"Well, you managed to give us all quite the shock there, Jon." Lisa said.
Jon cringed at the use of her name, almost as though hearing herself called by her male name caused her pain. "Is that so?" she asked, almost gasping at how soft and feminine her voice had become. Despite what she would have thought earlier in the day, that change did not bother her at all. As a matter of fact, she reveled in how her new voice sounded.
"No one we've brought in has managed to get out of the ropes, aside from you." Lisa said. "Perhaps we should start sedating our new captures instead of leaving them conscious."
"Is that what happened to me?" Jon asked. "You sedated me because I got out of my ropes?"
"No, you fainted all on your own, because of your muscles and bones restructuring themselves." Lisa said. "Probably wouldn't have happened if you hadn't been up and trying to walk around."
"I suppose not." Jon responded. "So...what now?"
"Well, I'm assuming we don't need to worry about you running away. After all, my little charm here hasn't failed me yet..." Lisa said, fingering the necklace around her neck. Jon found herself surprised that she had failed to notice that Lisa had reclaimed her necklace. She supposed it didn't really matter, if the only purpose it served was to change her. "So, if you'll come with me to the wardrobe room, we can let you get a look at yourself and get you some more appropriate clothes."
Jon looked down at her clothing in disgust. "Yeah, I think I'd really like that." she said.
"Alright then, follow me Jon." Lisa said, opening the only door in the room.
"Please, call me Jen." Jon said, stepping toward Lisa. "I can't stand being called by that boys name..." she added, stepping out of the room. She just barely caught the smile that came to Lisa's face as she passed by her.
