Meanwhile, Jon was just reaching his house. Having heard Sarah scream shortly after walking away, he was happy his lesson would be a good one.
The walk home was otherwise uneventful, save for having to adjust his boxers multiple times, which had started riding up his butt crack.
Unlocking the door & heading inside, he threw his schoolbag down on an armchair, "I still can't believe I have the house to myself for the whole semester" thought Jon.
His mom had recently started up a photography company, and had won a prize from the local TV station to help with a wildlife documentary in Africa, of course his dad had gone along with her, and his sister was staying with their aunt.
Heading upstairs, Jon took his t-shirt off and threw it in the laundry basket. Jon took his socks off & threw them in too, the stench from them was terrible, "EUGH!" coughed Jon, "lucky I can wish this stuff clean now" he thought "no way I'm going near those again."
Heading into his bedroom, he took the stone out of his pocket & placed it on his desk, "Now stay" he said pointing at the stone, there was no way it was going to go anywhere, but this still gave Jon a chuckle.
Flopping down on his bed, he unbuttoned his jeans, and slid the zipper down. "Time for some fun with Little Jon" he chuckled.
Jon laid back on his bed, slipping his jeans down to his knees. Closing his eyes, he relaxed completely with his head on his pillow. Images of attractive women, supermodels, actresses, filled Jon's mind.
His hand drifted down toward his underwear on autopilot, slipping under the hem and over his flat crotch, his fingers found their way to a moist slit between his legs, and began massaging his clitoris.
Jon, unaware of what was actually taking place in his underwear, he was lost in the waves of pleasure & arousal.
Finally reaching climax, Jon lay on his bed, sweating & panting, his legs spasming slightly. He just lay there for a few minutes until he calmed down.
"Woah..., woah..." he panted, "what... was..., was that about...?"
Feeling a warm damp in his crotch, he decided he should have a wash & put some clean underwear on.
Sliding up & off the bed, Jon made his way into the bathroom. Slipping his underwear off as he entered the shower, he threw them aside & turned the water on.
After washing his hair, he began to rub the soap over his body, but spreading the soap over his crotch, he noticed something was off, his hand hadn't bumped into his penis, it had just glided over.
Rubbing his hand firmly over the area he pressed between his legs, causing his leg to jolt suddenly.
"What the hell is going on?" he thought.
Hurriedly he washed the soap off and climbed out of the shower, and turning to face the large bathroom mirror.
Looking straight to his crotch, he saw the absence of his manhood, in its place, a smooth patch of skin, and just below, almost between his legs, the unmistakable lips of the female organ.
"Holy shit..." gasped Jon. "How could..." then it hit him, "oh crap! I knew I could've worded that wish better."
"Better get the stone & fix this", he thought, heading back into his room.
