"Just about, Dad," said Jon.
"Good," said his dad. "And I see you're wearing the outfit I like."
Jon looked down. He was wearing a sky blue button down blouse, black skirt, nude pantyhose and Mary Janes. "Thanks, Dad," said Jon. "I wanted to look good for you."
Jon's dad kissed him and said, "See you downstairs in a few minutes, Jon? I was thinking that we could go to that restaraunt where I proposed to you."
Proposed? thoght Jon. Are we married or just engaged? Jon's wish had just been to have an incestuous relationship, but he had not specified to what level it had progressed. "Sounds great, Dad," he said.
"And, please," said Jon's dad, "Call me Mark. We're not just father and son. We're husbands now and I think we can talk husband to husband as equals now."
"All right, Mark," said Jon. The name sounded wierd coming out of his mouth. "I'll be down in just a few minutes. I just want to look extra nice for you."
"See you there," said Mark and left the room.
Jon checked himself out quick. A quick feel told him that he was still fully male. No breasts, his cock still between his legs, encased by a pair of red, frilly panties. A check of his underwear drawer revealed Transvestite brand male panties, designed to fit snugly around a male's penis. Fortunately he didn't appear to own any bras. His closet contained female clothes altered to fit his male body. Most of them were Transvestite brand clothing designed for male cross-dressers.
Jon made a quick wish. He didn't have time to have the stone give him his recent past before they needed to leave, and he wanted to hear it from his father personally, so he said, "I wish that I could ask Dad how we became married and I became a cross-dresser at dinner tonight without him thinking it unusual." The stone flashed. He would have to ask his father over dinner to make sure the wish worked the way he wanted it too.
