The ticking of the clock in the downstairs hallway was the only noise that filled the air as the household slept. The clock then chimed as it struck midnight, shattering the silence twelve times before falling back to its tick-tocking. That's when it happened.
The stone sat on top of Jon's bedside table, looking as harmless as any other stone, waiting for the right moment to grant its users newest wish. It was as the clock chimed its sixth chime that the stone began to glow. The glow continued to brighten as the stone began to tremble from the effort of holding its magic in till the right time, when finally it released it in a blinding yellow flash that swept through the whole house. Then, once it had encompassed the entire house, the flash of yellow then shot out over the whole town. Then it receded back to the stone and the trembling stopped, just as the twelfth chime finished, but still the Madison family slept on, unaware that their reality had changed...
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The heaving of his belly awoke Jon from his sleep, causing him to sit up quickly and moan. He felt like was gonna hurl, just as he thought that his stomach heaved once more and he immediately covered his mouth with his hand as he felt something coming up. Correction, he was going to hurl. Jon swung his legs over the side of his bed and stumbled toward the door into his bathroom to the toilet - apparently never noticing that his feet had come into contact with the floor sooner than usual, that he never had a bathroom connected to his bedroom before, or his belly and chest felt heavier - and emptied the contents of his stomach. Jon panted as he brushed his long red-brown hair from his sweaty face, placing the other hand on his stomach and heaved once more.
He wiped his mouth with a bit of toilet paper, flushed the toilet, and pulled himself up when he couldn't stand up on his own. He grabbed the cup that was sitting beside the sink, filled it with water and washed the taste out of his mouth. It was then that Jon looked up into the mirror and screamed, in a higher voice than usual. Instead of his normal reflection staring back at him, there was the reflection of a young woman, looking about 25 -years-old, with long mid-back length red-brown hair, big sky blue eyes resting beneath thinly arched brows in the middle of a... dare he say beautiful face? She was four inches taller than Jon's height of 5'6", her frame was slender and curvy in the right places - with the exception of her 5 month pregnant belly - her breasts were huge D-cups; respectively, because well, she's pregnant. She had wide child-bearing hips, a firm rear and thick thighs.
Jon raised a trembling hand to his cheek, the woman did the same. Jon placed his other hand against his belly and nearly jumped out of his skin when his hand touched the skin sooner than expected, the woman again did the same, causing Jon to come to a sudden and dreaded realization.
"This is me?" he asked, in a voice that was a few octave's higher than it used to be. Her reflections lips moved asked the same question.
Before she could answer her own question, someone knocked on her bedroom door...
