Karyn's head hurt slightly as the dual sets of memories of the last hour or so continued to war in her awareness. Due to Jon's second wish, she had technically heard both wishes and was therefore aware of their effects, but only the second one seemed to have done anything noticeable so far.
Karyn grabbed her forehead as the dull ache was starting to fade.
"I'm so sorry!" Jon's voice brought her back to the present. "I am an idiot, you're right, but I didn't know what to do after I accidentally made that first wish. I didn't want to face whatever it is alone!"
Karyn was about to respond when it happened. She blinked her eyes to see, instead of Jon, a girl, a few inches shorter than him, standing there. The bedroom had changed, too: there were more shelves with plants, it was lighter, and it was a bit tidier, too.
"What's this?" Even Jon's voice had jumped an octave or two.
"What have you done, Jon? Look at yourself! You're shorter than me!" Karyn growled. Karyn noticed a mirror in the corner, part of what appeared to be a makeup area, and pointed Jon toward it. As he caught a view of himself, what his friend was saying was indeed true: where Jon Gibson once stood, there was now a girl with long, blonde hair and an ample chest, wearing a form-fitting gray top and a dark green skirt. In a burst of panic, he briefly patted himself down, only to find that what he expected to be absent between his legs was still there.
"Yeah, and I still somehow have a..." Jon trailed off. "We're gonna need some answers." Jon scanned the room and spotted a purse sitting next to where his nightstand was. He took a step toward the mirror to take a better look. As he lifted his leg, he noticed his balance shift further than he was used to as his feminine hips swayed, he also felt something down low between his legs, slide against another part of him: a new part, inside him. As his foot came down and his body moved, he felt his breasts lagging behind the rest of his body's motion; they went down and pulled on his shoulders and stopped, bouncing back up, then down again. He felt them continue to jiggle briefly and grabbed at them to stop the unnatural feeling. Karyn looked on, her eyes drawn to Jon's larger butt. She's actually cute...
"Well, guess you get to experience what I've been dealing with." Karyn tried to hold back a chuckle. After a few more steps battling the new motions his body made, Jon made his way to the purse and pulled out his driver's license. A picture of himself—herself?—graced the ID, but so too did two other surprising details: Sex: F and the name: Chloe Gibson.
Chloe? The name sloshed around in what had been Jon's head until several minutes ago. Like Zoe? Huh. "Take a look at this."
"What is it?" Karyn took the ID and examined it herself. "Well then, Chloe... That explains some things, but it doesn't explain everything." She noticed Jon—or Chloe—clutching the stone in her hand. "Might I have this?"
"Uhh..." She looked hesitant.
"I'm not going to do anything crazy."
"Alright, just this once." She handed the stone to Karyn.
"I wish we knew the world this wish had created."
