As I heard my mom speak those words, I needed to sit down. It made more sense now, why I was feeling more comfortable as a girl and why I acted like that durning gym. She said 'start to act more like a girl', so that probably means it will keep on getting worse. The wish was also made with the rock, so it couldn't be reversed. I felt tears welling up. I will not cry. I won't give in. I needed to find that rock as soon as possible.'
Suddenly, my mom stopped cleaning. "Woah, what just happened?"
"Cindy, tell me exactly where that bag is right now," I commanded my mom once again.
"I threw it away and the garbage truck came. It's at the dump. Wait, are you controlling me? How is that even possible?"
Why did she have clean my room today of all days? "Cindy, go back downstairs and forget you ever came up here." As my mom left, I sat down on my bed and began to think of a way to find the rock.
Karyn sat down next to me and put her arms around my shoulders. "Just relax Jon. I know you're scared, but let's just talk and form a plan togeth..."
"I got it," I said interrupting her, "Karyn, teleport both of us safely to the dump where the rock is just once." All of a sudden, both of us fell down. We were sitting in the middle of garbage. "Hehe, it actually worked."
" Jon, please just let me know what the plan is before..."
I ignored her again; I already figured out a plan. "Karyn, find the magic stone as quickly as you can."
"Wait, let me..." Karyn tried to say, but she went off running really fast. I followed her the best that I could, but it was had to run fast with my breasts bouncing around. Karyn eventually stopped at a pile of trash and started to dig. I was about to help her dig, but she quickly disappeared underneath the pile of garbage. The best thing I could think to do was wait.
(Karyn's POV)
I started to dig without even taking a break from running. I was soon suffocating and exhausted within the pile of trash, but the command wouldn't let me stop. I kept on digging and digging, even after I got cut, bruised, and covered in filth. It was like going through a living hell. I began to hate Jon for doing this to me. I could understand why he was desperate to find the rock, but he didn't have to use me this way.
It felt like I dug for an eternity, when it was actually only about fifteen minutes. I found the bag Jon's mom threw away. I ripped it open and pulled out the rock. As I grabbed it, I nearly fainted; the only thing that had kept me going was the command to find the rock. Now that I found it, I was left on my own. However, I did have the rock, which meant I could make wishes. Jon was going to pay. I managed to say, "I wish I was standing next to the girl outside this pile of garbage."
