Jon took his seat. He slid the stone into his backpack, sticking it near the bottom where no one could just reached in and take it. He felt a cushion beneath him as he sat, but the padding was all him. He also took care to keep his legs together, knowing very well his short skirt barely hide his underwear or his clitty.
Still, he was worried about Karen. He wanted to help her, wanted to make another wish, but she told him not to.
"Hey." Jon turned to see Biff standing next to his desk. He wore a smarmy grin, bending over and crowding into his space.
"Biff." Jon nodded and turned back to his backpack. He removed a notebook, fully intent on ignoring the powerful stone still in it, and his powerful need to cum. Now he just had to ignore the jackass jock too.
"What you doing this weekend?" Biff asked. He leaned closer, letting a hand rest on the back of Jon's chair.
Jon looked up at him, surprised at how close the quarterback was. He shifted in his seat. His underwear made it easy for his buttcheeks to move separately, creating further separate between them. He tried not to think about how Karen's hands would feel on them again. The jolt of arousal certainly wasn't meant for the jerk in his personal space.
"Playing hard to get, huh?" Biff said, leaning closer. "I like that in a date."
"I've already got one," Jon said. He pushed Biff away, causing the boy to stumble backward into another student. The rest of the class began to laugh as Biff tried to get back up.
"What's the deal? I thought you wanted me," Biff grumbled as he stood back up.
"As if," Jon muttered. He hated Biff, well before he and Karen started dating (which was only officially less than an hour ago). The boy pushed him on everyone. Reaching for the stone, he thought maybe wishing some misfortune on someone else would make him, and Karen, feel better.
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Zoe watched her skirt rise as her new penis tented upward. She hesitated to touch it, as the thing looked massive. It didn't quite reach the end of her black ruffled skirt, but it certainly made it obvious she was aroused. It even poked its way out of her panties.
She slowly lifted her skirt up, and the tip of her penis appeared from underneath the black cloth. It as big, purple and looked angry - and she kind of liked it. She'd watched porn, knew what penises looked like, and knew enough to know that they didn't do anything for her own arousal. But having one now, well, that certainly made things more fun.
It twitched under her touch, the pressure building a little bit more just as her fingers pressed against the tip. She took a chance and wrapped her entire hand around. Her black fingernails dug into, sending a combined jolt of pleasure and pain through her. Her moan echoed through the bathroom, giving someone enough cover to slip inside.
"Hi." Zoe tore her hand from her cock and pushed down her skirt, trying to hide her new appendage.
Danielle stood in front of the door with a large, Cheshire grin on her face. She took a few steps closer, and Zoe tried to think of an explanation that didn't involve the words "magic" or "stone."
"I knew you were hiding something."
"I...I..." Danielle was right in front of her, standing a little shorter than her. Her breasts certainly were bigger, and she was flushed with arousal. "Sorry?"
"You should be," Danielle said through a giggle. "I mean, if you had just told me your secret we could have been having so much more fun."
"W-w-what?" Nimble fingers reached down and grabbed a hold of her. Zoe moaned, and tried not to move. "Danielle?"
Danielle knelt down on the bathroom floor and smiled up at her, still gripping her cock. "I guess I'm getting my lunch first."
