"I wish that the first person I was having a relationship would be my father." There was a flash from the stone, telling Jon that his wish had been granted. Jon could see that his entire room had changed, he had a full length mirror, next to his closet and he saw his reflection, long curly brunette hair a figure better than Sarah's and breasts larger than Karyn's. And to top it off his top exposed his mid-riff and the top of his breasts, his skirt was barely mid-thigh.
There was a knock on his door. "Come in," said Jon in his new feminine voice.
"There's my sweetie," said his dad. Jon kissed her father, feeling him slide one hand up her skirt and squeeze her butt.
"Dad," Jon giggled. "What if someone sees us?"
"What for?" asked her dad. "Why should I be ashamed if anyone sees me fondle my daughter? Everyone knows we're dating anyways."
Apparently their incestuous relationship was viewed as normal. Jon giggled again and hugged her father harder. She was going to enjoy this.
