"Stop whining Jon!" Mark shouted "I thought you would enjoy it. I wanted us to have fun together. But no... You prefer to complain and whine like those very feminist bitches we were trying to punish in the first place. You know what? So be it. It seems that I'll be the only one having fun now! You wine as a little girl, why don't you become one?"
Jon opened his eyes wide in shock as Mark, whom he thought to be his beast friend, started wishing.
"I wish Jon became my 10 years old sister. I wish he wasn't my biological sister but was adopted when he was 1 year old. I wish that even though the reality changed to match and everyone believed Jon was always my sister, Jon himself would fully retain his old mind and knew nothing of how his new life worked."
Jon blinked in disbelief and when he opened his eyes again he saw the world from a totally new perspective. From the point of view at least two feet lower than his old one. First he looked at his tiny hands and thin arms, then as he looked down he saw that he was now wearing a simple floral dress and a pair of mary-janes on his tiny feet. He also caught glimpses of his hair now brushing on his shoulders and then falling down to his waist.
"Ha, ha! Jon, you look ADORABLE!" Jon heard Mark laughing and turned to see him. Jon couldn't believe how tall Mark looked now. Was Jon his old size, he'd say that Mark was now something like 7'2''. He knew that's not the case though. Mark's normal height was enough to tower over the little girl Jon had become now.
Jon was simply too overwhelmed by the ridicule of this situation to even say a word. Mark on the other hand seemed to have lots of fun.
He walked to Jon, making him fell even smaller, saying...
"My little, little, adorable sister... What should I do with you now?.."
