As Jon showered, his mind was racing with all the things he could do with the rock. "It'd be nice to have my own bathroom so I didn't have to share with Zoe," he thought, looking at the array of moisturizing lotions and hair preparations that lined the edge of the tub. And once he stepped out of the shower to dry off, looking at his tall, skinny teenage body in the partially fogged-over mirror, his thoughts turned to the muscles he lacked, and the equipment between his legs that -- having just gone from a hot shower into the cool air -- seemed almost pathetically tiny.
"Maybe I can give myself some magic pheromones," he thought. "Get myself any girl I want."
His knees went a little weak at the thought. He grabbed the edge of the bathroom counter to steady himself, his pulse racing slightly with anticipation. Images ran through his head of actresses, pop singers, and the airbrushed models he'd seen in the Playboy issues he'd inherited from an older cousin.
He took a deep breath. "Plenty of time for all of them," he thought. "Maybe I should start a little closer to home." He wondered how Karyn was doing since the wish he'd made last night. As he pulled on his underwear, he resolved to give her a phone call.
He didn't know she was currently in his bedroom, holding his rock, trying to formulate a wish in her mind. She'd thought about asking for a pile of money, or maybe a limitless credit card, so that she could go on a shopping spree for new outfits, or at least new tops to show off her beautiful breasts. But that would take all day, and her mother might question her about all the new clothes, and it would just turn into a huge hassle. The wishing rock promised instant gratification with fewer explanations.
Karyn mumbled, "I just wish there wasn't that 'several miles' range to worry about." She was surprised when the rock suddenly glowed bright in her hand, then almost as quickly faded back to its normal gray color.
"I hope that worked," she thought, and then cleared her throat. Quietly, she said, "I wish I had a wardrobe consisting entirely of sexy outfits that show off my body and especially my breasts, and that I won't have any problem with dress codes, or any other issue relating to clothing."
She was standing in front of the mirror attached to Jon's closet door when the rock flashed.
