"I wish that I can reverse this wish."
"I wish that I'm a girl and, I have a personality of an average girly-girl, with keeping as many of the same friends as I can."
With a flash Jon transformed.
Jon knew he was a girl now, and that her name was now Jennifer. She felt her chest expand, and realized she was wearing a bra... she loved the support they gave and how sexy they made her look. Jennifer felt her long brown hair, since her personality changed, she would want long hair and other things that made her feminine. Looking around her room, she saw that mostly everything had changed. all of her old clothing was gone replace with sexy skirts, dresses, and a few pairs of jeans in the closet, but she obviously didn't wear them most of the time. The winter jacket Jon had gotten as a birthday gift last week, had changed to a, much more feminine version and left aside (since it wasn't time to use it yet) was on her makeup table which was adorned with polishes and blushes.
Family pictures were different, Jennifer was wearing a stylish outfit and striking a pose in most of them. Jennifer went to her porn mags hidden under the bed--and found some of them were still the same and some were with guys. She supposed she was a bisexual now.
Walking into the bathroom, Jennifer locked the door, and stripped in front of the mirror. It was not Jon's body, It was a body he assumed not unlike Sarah McMillan's, large perfect breasts, tiny waist, all the right curves, and a face that alone would have given Jon an erection. She waved her hand and the naked girl in the mirror moved her hand.
What else would be different, thought Jennifer as she used the toiler sitting down? Well, though she had a completely different personality, she thought about Zoe, she disgusted, why couldn't she be a normal girl like herself. people would treat her differently. For all she knew she could have a girlfriend, or a Boyfriend, strangely the thought didn't disgust her. Perhaps when she worked washing dishes as a part time job last summer, she had been a waitress instead--not only because her personality was different, but because a girl would be offered a different job. A few minutes later, Jennifer flushed the toilet and returned to her room to finish a video game, but as she thought about it she didn't want to play video games, good thing too since her new game system was no longer their. There wasn't much to do tonight, anyway; she'd see what was different tomorrow, with school and meals and talking to family and friends.
