Jon and Matt cuddled for what seemed like an eternity before Matt got up to eat, asking if Jon wanted anything too. He shook his head, smiling blissfully up at Matt, and went back to his room, leaving all of his discarded clothing in Matt's room. Sitting down on his bed, he looked at himself in the mirror, and sighed. He didn't want to give all of this up, but who knew what other changes had been made by that one wish. Picking up the rock, he said, "I wish to undo my wish to become Matt's perfect lover."
A mass of strange feelings overwhelmed him, correcting most every change that had been made both to his body and to the limited reality around him. He suddenly found himself dressed in the same boxers and pants he'd been wearing before the wish, along with a white blouse pushed out by G-cup breasts. Jon stood there, a second away from screaming, feeling his tits rise and fall with each breath, and feeling his nipples against the soft fabric of the new blouse.
The wish reversed my original wish, but not that one... He thought. Tears formed in his eyes and he fought them back. There was only one way of fixing this, of not making himself a freak. Picking the rock back up, he made his wish...
