Slowly, trying to muster a courage I wasn't sure I possessed, I stood up. I noticed right away that I was a little shorter, and my body felt lighter, at least in places.
"You can do this Jon," I whispered encouragement to myself as I slowly made my way toward the mirror. My balance was definitely a little off, and if this had truly worked, I had a pretty good idea why.
Finally, I walked up to the mirror, standing beside it just outside it's range for a moment. Taking a deep breath, I stepped in front, not exactly sure how to prepare for whatever might greet me.
I wasn't nearly prepared for what I found in the mirror.
"Shit," I whispered in awe at the transformation that had taken me over. "It worked," I breathed. I touched a palm to the smooth skin of my cheek, my heart racing as I watched the girl in the mirror do the same. The wish had worked better than I could have possibly imagined.
I was a girl now.
"Shit," I repeated. Even when I'd made the wish, I wasn't sure I'd actually believed it would work. But here it was, the result. It was almost more than I could handle. The rock, sitting comfortably on my bed, had done exactly what I wanted it to, exactly what I'd dreamed about for as long as I could remember. Not only was I female, I was kind of a looker.
I had straight chestnut hair that fell just behind my petite shoulders. My eyes, much like they had been before were a dark shade of ocean blue and now inlaid in a decidedly feminine face. I had a rather small nose and soft-looking, deep pink lips. My body wasn't bad either.
I had a rather lean frame that appeared to curve just enough in all of the right places. My breasts weren't large, though I could still feel their weight and it gave me a much greater appreciation of what Karyn's wish must have been putting her through. Right now I was wearing a pink t-shirt with a heart painted across my chest, and a pair of what looked to be rather form fitting designer jeans that did a nice job of accentuating my hips.
Slowly, holding my breath, I slid a curious hand down beneath the rim of my jeans, and then beneath the thin silky underwear I was wearing. I didn't feel any hair down there, just smooth skin and more importantly there was something else I didn't feel down there anymore either.
"It really worked," I whispered again as the tips of my fingers felt the edge of my new equipment. "This is amazing." It was what I had always wanted, and already I felt so much better.
And a little weird, but that was to be expected. Even if my old form hadn't been the perfect fit for me, I had spent the last sixteen years in it. Right or not, this would still take a little getting used to. I pulled my hand out as I started to realize how sensitive the flesh was down there. There would be time for that later. Right now I was about to find out if the rock had truly fulfilled its obligation.
The transformation was flawless. The real test would be whether or not anybody noticed it. Rationally I knew that nobody would. Karyn's improperly timed complaint had proven that anybody who wasn't in earshot was completely effected by the wish. I'd seen it happen. Even knowing that though, there was still this irrational fear deep down. What if something had gone wrong? What if it didn't effect everybody the way it was supposed to? What if somebody knew that I hadn't always been like this?
Still, there was only one way to really know for sure. Taking one last look at the girl in the mirror... the ME in the mirror, I turned. It was dinner time, and I was about to find out first hand if anybody noticed. I walked over to the door, slowly adjusting to how differently this body moved than my old one had. I was just about to open it and make my way downstairs when I heard something behind me.
"Not bad," the voice said. "Did it help? Do you feel better about yourself?"
Slowly I turned toward the voice...
