Jon slowly awoke, as rays of sunshine shone through his window. His eyes opened slowly and the memories of the past few days came rushing back to him.
He sat upright on his bed and looked down at his body, which had been changed by Lucifer's dark magic. I really need to get some support for these giant breasts, he thought to himself.
Then he stood up and walked to his dresser. As he reached up to open the top drawer, he noticed a small ring on his finger. Its orange stone shone brightly in the sun's light. And just as he wondered where it came from and why he was wearing it, there was a knock at his door.
He threw on a T-shirt, so that along with his underwear he would be somewhat presentable, and then opened the door.
"Oh, you're up." It was his mom. "Come on downstairs. I've made some breakfast."
The moment his mother mentioned the word "breakfast", his eyes lit up, as though he had one the lottery. He ran out of his room, nearly bowling over his mother, then went downstairs.
"I guess that boy's hungry," she muttered to herself in surprise.
