"I wish that was me," Jon uttered, not realizing exactly what it was he had said.
The wishing stone grew warm for a moment as reality warped itself around Jon. He felt everything around him changing. Suddenly he was being pressed down upon by a very cute behind, long blonde hair tickled his face and he could feel the slick wetness of the skin pressed against his own. For a moment he thought that he was Steve Farber.
Then suddenly he felt how large he was and realized...
Somehow he had become part of Karens bed! He tried to speak, but could not say anything. He could barely move at all, and when he struggled, all he could feel was Karen having sex on top of him.
If he had still had a penis, he would have had such an errection!
Too bad he didn't have anything like that. He vaguely wondered what had happened to the wishing stone.
