Math was pretty uneventful except for how much homework Jon got done. Jon had been diagnosed with ADHD and when the last 10 minutes were given to the students to do homework, he usually scrolled the internet on his laptop or phone. But for some reason, he just felt more driven. Finishing all the math homework just before the bell rang. Earning a startled look from Karyn.
He got up and followed Karyn out of the classroom. Wider hips and now slim (no longer flat) ass swayed slightly. Jon was feeling good despite it all. He got all of his hw done and he was feeling energetic. The now omnipresent undercurrent of arousal was concerning but he didn't have time to ponder for his next class was clear on the other side of the school.
He quickly dashed into the boys' bathroom. Looking into the mirror, the blood drained from his face. He had changed so much in so little time. His face was firmly androgynous, making his gender not immediately apparent. His lips were a little plumper, nose a little cuter. Skin clearer and darker overall, with a faint smattering of new freckles. Eyebrows were more defined.
Grabbing his hair he notice how it was wavier and silkier. His once blonde hair had darkened to a dark reddish-brown, with a streak of blue. The blue part was pretty weird. He had never seen anyone in real life with blue hair except for the Chloe Mitchell girl, who had dyed her hair a light blue a few months prior. In fact, as Jon leaned closer to the mirror he could swear it was the exact same color. The hair was also now only a few centimeters from passing his chin.
He was glad that he kept his height. He was still 5 foot 10. If it only seemed to be shifting more to his legs. His jeans no longer covered his ankles leaning credence to Jon's suspicion that his legs were getting longer.
For some reason it made him think of Anna Hughes, she had great legs and had to be over 6ft in height.
He could tell, even though the baggy hoodie that his waist had gotten narrower. He grabbed his B cup breasts through the hoodie to evaluate their size. Moaning at the unexpected sensation. Warmth flooding to his cock.
Jon's hands dove into his pants as he felt it wasn't the same size. No, it had gotten smaller. Looking around Jon quickly stepped into a stall, locking it.
He pulled down his jeans and boxers, revealing his erect cock. A cock that was now 3 inches long instead of his normal 5. Jon groaned, grabbing his head as an unpleasant tornado of emotions and feelings swirled in his head.
He definitely felt disgusted. Repulsed even, by the changes. It was a new feeling but it made sense. He had always seen himself as a guy and now he was swapping gender against his will. Hot unpleasant tingles ran throughout his body. Distinctly different from the other hot tingles of arousal.
He felt like he was swimming in his own skin as if his body was a marionette of which he had tenuous control. A body that no longer was his. He felt well and truly sick.
The thing was, on the other hand, part of him was delighted. The other half felt that each change was a step towards his true body. And a large contingent felt very aroused with the changes. Imagining the effect of his slowly feminizing body on his fellow students. Hopefully, soon he would look good enough to convince someone to have sex. Sex that would surely scratch the itch that had been building all day. Even though he really didn't want to have sex. Especially now of all times.
His mind warred, building dysphoria clashing with new thoughts that reflected parts of the personalities of the owners each of the clothing items currently strewn on the floor of Jon's room.
His hand was white as he clenched the stone he made a wish. "I wish I didn't have dysphoria and was comfortable in my new body." He really didn't want to make the wish. It felt like another concession to the cruelly unlikely situation he was now in. But he felt like he didn't have a choice and even formulating that wish was hard as his mental conflict made it nearly impossible to concentrate.
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I wish I didn't have dysphoria and was comfortable in my new body.
Jon's voice filtered into Zoe's mind. What the fuck!? Zoe quickly made a wish of her own to clarify the situation.
Jon is experiencing extreme dysphoria that is clashing with new personality traits. Making Jon feel exceptionally bad.
Well, Zoe hadn't expected that.
"Grant his wish but also make him start to like the changes as time goes by."
Her stone flashed and she her attention returned to her class.
