"Well," the girl mused, her tail twitching back and forth, "all I really know is that there were the obvious physical changes, and I'm acting more like a cat and less like a human. Which I think is the reason I can't put clothes on; I know I'm supposed to, but I just can't make myself want to."
Ken nodded. "There's an easy way to know for sure." She cleared her throat. "I wish to know the full extent of, um..."
"Erin." She licked one paw-hand and began to smooth down her hair.
"...of Erin's changes," Ken finished. "Hm. Seems like you found two notes, actually."
Erin shrugged as she continued her bath. "Could be. I wasn't paying much attention after the first one."
"Right," Ken continued. "That first one turned you into and made you act like what you are. But the second one left you unable to wear clothing except for protection from the elements. Which makes fixing things up for you a bit more difficult."
"Do whatever," Erin shrugged. "I just don't want to be some jerk's pet and don't want to lose my job or get thrown in jail because I'm naked."
"Do you want to remember us?" Jon interrupted. Erin thought a minute, then shook her head. "Nah. I'd just get jealous of your magic thing, and I wouldn't be very happy, then."
Ken nodded. "Okay. I wish that after I finish this wish, Erin would be teleported home, forget all about us and the stone, and think her changes were the result of some freak accident, and that she wouldn't be some jerk's pet, and that her changes wouldn't jeopardize her livelihood, and," and she looked pointedly at Mikey's long snake-tail, with its exposed slit in front, "that the courts would decide that public decency laws only apply to the fully human."
Instantly, Erin vanished. Tina breathed a sigh of relief, as she no longer had to avoid looking at their guest. Ken half-smiled. "A little weird, but nothing terrible. Okay, on to the next!"
