"Well", Nikita continued, "There are wishes you could make to fix things for the both of us"
"Such as?" Jon asked.
"Wish Sarah was a real dog"
"WHAT?" Jon was stunned, Nikita had just argued for the last 10 minutes in Sarah's favour and this was her response?
"I'm serious. She's living in a purgatory at the moment, not belonging to either human or canine life. She can't become human again, so make her a real dog, with no memories of ever being human. It's the most humane thing we can do for her"
"You said 'make things better for the both of us', there", Jon pointed out.
Nikita cleared her throat, "Yes, well Your wishes on me were much less specific, so there are things we can change", she said.
"Like?" Jon pressured.
"I want you to wish away this feeling I have that I don't belong. Because regardless of what happens to Sarah, she can't become human again, which means that the only way I can do right by her is to live her life as best as I can. I can't do that if I keep feeling that I don't belong there", Nikita said.
"Are you sure we should do this?" Jon asked
"Yes. It's only fair, for both of us. Sarah and me"
"Alright", Jon said, getting up from the chair, "If you say so"
"Thanks Jon", Nikita called after Jon as he left the living room.
Jon disappeared upstairs and returned a moment later with a rock in his hands, Nikita didn't know why he had a rock, and it didn't really seem to help matters much. He placed the rock on the coffee table and sat back down next to Nikita.
"Ok, so should we bring Sarah back here after I make these wishes?" Jon asked.
Nikita blushed, a little embarrassed about her next statement, "Well to be honest, even putting aside the fact that we're wiping her memory of your abuse of her. I have kinda grown fond of her, not to mention that I pestered my folks to let me have a pet dog. So if it's ok with you, I'd like to keep her"
Jon sighed, "Fair enough. As far as my parents know; she ran away anyway. Mickey may be a little cut up but I think we can get another dog and be ok with it"
"Treat this one better though, ok?" Nikita added.
Jon poked his tongue out at Nikita, before he picked up the rock, "I wish that Sarah was an adult German Sheppard bitch"
Somewhere across town, Sarah was looking in the mirror, pondering how she was going to get Nikita to help her get back at Jon when she felt a tingling. Sarah watched in horror as her body warped right in front of her eyes. Her body started to shrink, compacting in various locations and pulling closer to her centre, Sarah had to reposition her leg a few times to keep herself from toppling over. AT the same time, she noticed her breasts receding into her chest.
Oh my god, what is Jon doing to me?!, Sarah thought in horror as the transformations continued.
Sarah watched as her face changed completely, her nose crawled down her face and blended with her mouth before shooting forward into a muzzle. Sarah could feel her head reshaping as she continued to observe the changes, her long blond hair receded into her head as her ears became longer and slightly pointed, riding up the sides of her face to just above her head.
In a matter of seconds, Sarah had completed her transformation, looking back in the mirror at her was a full grown dog with platinum blonde hair, still wearing the pathetic clothes Nikita had dressed her in.
Jon and Nikita watched as the stone in his hand glowed, "What does that mean?" she asked Jon.
"It means the wish worked", Jon replied, looking at the stone again, "I wish that Sarah had no memories of ever being human and was completely content at being a dog"
The stone glowed again, Jon looked at Nikita with a realization, "By the way, I just realized. I wished that Sarah would age at the same rate as a human. That means you'll have a dog that will live in upwards of 70 to 80 years now"
Nikita chuckled, "That's pretty cool, a real lifelong companion"
Jon nodded, "Ok. Now let's see. There was one more wish for you wasn't there?"
"Yup, wish that I was comfortable with my new life. That should be pretty simple"
"Ok", Jon turned to the stone again, "I wish that Nikita was comfortable with her new life"
The stone glowed again, with it Nikita could feel all her concerns and inhibitions about the life she was given vanish. She felt like she belonged now. Nikita looked down at herself, nothing had changed at all, yet she felt completely different.
"Thanks Jon", she leaned over and pecked him on the cheek, "Thanks a lot for this"
It was Jon's turn to blush this time. Nikita stood up to leave; Jon stood with her and walked her to the door. When they reached the door he politely opened it for her. Nikita walked past Jon and out the door, luckily, she didn't catch him over her stunning figure as she walked past.
"See you around, Nikita", Jon said after her.
Nikita turned around to face Jon, "Call me Nikki", she said, before turning around again and walking off.
Jon watched Nikita walk to her car, he was entertaining thoughts about her that he never considered, dismissing the thoughts with a wave, he closed the door and walked back up to his room, to put the stone back in it's safe place.
Nikita walked up the steps to her house and swung the door open, she could hear her mother cooking something in the kitchen. Nikita felt right for the first time as she walked into her home, it was her home now, thanks to Jon's wish. Nikita headed upstairs to her bedroom and walked inside, there Sarah was sitting on all fours by the mirror.
Sarah's head propped up at the sound of the bedroom door opening, her head snapped around to see Nikita walking in to the room. Sarah got up and trotted over to Nikita, her tail wagging in the air. She stopped short of Nikita and yipped happily, Nikita laughed as she reached down and petted her new companion.
"That's a good girl, Sarah", Nikita said happily, as she helped Sarah out of the human clothes still dangling off her.
