Jon stared at herself in the new mirror, absolutely stunned by what her wish had turned her into. The two most obvious changes were that her body had become entirely decidedly female, and her skin was now a pale blue color. She slowly brought her slim hands up to cup the large breasts that now hung off her slight frame, awash in the new sensations coming from them. She ran her hands down her taut stomach until she reached her hips, where suddenly her body abruptly turned into smoke or vapor that she could pass her hands through. She felt light as air, and not just because of her new smaller body; it was almost as if she was partly composed of air. Her brown hair was longer and piled up in a large braid atop her head, but it didn't have the weight she'd have expected it to, instead feeling almost floaty. Her face was frankly adorable, with big doe like eyes, a perfect smile, dimples and oddly enough pointed ears.
Her clothes had also changed. Gone was the black t shirt and jeans, to be replaced by scarlet silk garments with saffron accents. Her top was somewhere between a crop top and a bikini top, with little off the shoulder sleeves and a bow at the front. There was also the beginnings of a skirt of the same material around her waist, that blended into the smoke she was levitating on. The silk of both garments felt luxurious against her skin. Finally there were golden bracelets on her wrists and dangling golden hoops on both of her earlobes.
She felt so strange; not badly at all, if anything she felt great, but she was assaulted with foreign sensations. There was the obvious gender change (although she had yet to realize she'd begun to think of herself as a female) but the change was deeper than that, which made sense she supposed, when you changed your entire species. In addition to the lightness of her body, she felt some sort of energy running throughout her. It felt warm, like a fire, and yet the sensation wasn't uncomfortable. Finally there was a bizarre feeling, as though she were in two places at once, both floating in front of the mirror and sitting over on her bedside table where a lacquered old fashioned oil lamp sat next to the wishing stone.
Jon was about to investigate it when she heard a soft knocking as her door began to open. "Is everything alright, Jasmine? I heard something fall over." The door opened to reveal Jon's mother, although she barely recognized her. Some of the base features resembled Linda Gibson, but they had been heavily altered from how Jon knew her. Instead of looking Caucasian, she now appeared to be distinctly Levantine or Mediterranean, with olive skin and darker hair than she'd had that morning. She was also, well, a good deal more attractive than she'd been. Not that Jon made it a habit of thinking of his mom's attractiveness, but previously Linda had been a fairly average looking woman in her early forties. Now though, she'd easily surpassed Alyssa Black and Susan McMillan to become the biggest MILF of a Lakeview student. While still mature looking, she'd lost almost all of the excess body fat she carried, except perhaps in the bust where she actually might have gained a cup size. Her hair was no longer bottle brown and short, but instead long and glossy. Her face had also been rearranged slightly, accentuating her good features and erasing her bad, like she'd been hit with a beautification filter. Indeed, it was obvious she was related to Jon's new form, since there was a strong resemblance. Although, with how young she now looked for her age, she could possibly pass for an older sister or young aunt instead.
"Uh, everything's fine, just tripped a little," Jon answered, a little surprised by the higher lilt of her voice. She was still trying to take her mother in and reconcile the two versions in her mind. The older woman was also dressed far differently from the usual mom shorts and a t-shirt she typically wore around the house. Instead she was wearing a deep purple off the shoulder silk blouse and a silvery white wrap skirt that left nothing to the imagination as far as her new curves went. She had similar earrings and bracelets to Jon, only worked in platinum and she seemed to glide on her 6 inch pumps despite Jon remembering she usually tried to avoid heels.
He mom stepped over to her and pulled her into a warm hug, kissing her lightly on the forehead. "Okay, habibi. I'm glad you're not hurt. I'm heading out for the evening, remember to apply your glamour before Karyn gets here for your sleep over." Jon was confused, as she hadn't had plans that night with Karyn before the wish, but nodded along. With a last fond look, she strutted out of the room leaving a still very confused Jon. She knew wishing herself into a magical creature would change things, but she hadn't thought it through enough to realize it might change her family too! Not to mention, she didn't know why it had turned her into a girl.
As soon as she left the room, Jon picked up the stone again, realizing that, while becoming a genie gave her access to magic as evidenced by the mirror, she didn't know the first thing about genie biology or the knock on effects it had to her life. She could figure this out, she just needed to word the wish correctly, "I wish..."
