Zelda made her way to a house she was very familiar with, the Madison House, just as the family was sitting down for breakfast. Mikey Madison thought he saw his sister’s friend Zelda go to Jon’s room, but that was impossible. His oldest sibling Z cane down a few minutes later. Z shared superficial aesthetic choices to Zoe, but liking gothic stuff did not make one goth.
Mikey wondered why his wish didn’t work. Maybe, he thought to himself, it was too complicated.
Meanwhile, the former Jon now Jo was acting out a threesome scene with her husband and another woman. Script wise, she’d found her Maid of Honor sucking off her husband in the shower. In her mind however is the reason she’s ‘Joy Beaver’, she enjoys beaver as much as dick. The three scrubbed themselves with soap and shampoo as they fucked until the director yelled “CUT!”
Rich and the co-star got out and started to dry off, but Jo stood there in a daze. Jon had taken on so many lives that the wish was trying to figure out if Jo DeNero was still Jon. She reached for some clothes by her and…
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Formerly mayor Faith no longer Harre was probably cursed. Perhaps the wishing stone, a symbol of perverse freedom, felt that her insane restrictions on everyone around her deserved some punishment.
As mayor, Faith had made moves to make it near impossible for the homeless to be comfortable as they trued to get on their feet. Restrictions on shelters, benches design to prevent people from sleeping on them, ridiculous loitering laws. So there was a fine schadenfreude as Faith walked under an overpass and pushed former Marine, Gunnery Sergeant Jethro David out of his box and into his clothes.
Where Jethro was honorably discharged after receiving a Purple Heart, Faith(for now) David was dishonorably discharged for abuse of their fellow Marines. Faith’s original temperament before losing her life to Cynthia did not change with a new family and past.
Jethro would have jumped for joy had he been able to recognize the fact he was walking without pain. He made his way into town and into the home of Jo and Rich DeNero. In this altered past, some of Jo’s previous costumes were specifically marked as ‘Not Jo’ as she was too large for them. Made into hand me downs, they were stored in one of the other bedrooms of the house.
Jethro pulled on a plaid skirt, thong, plaid bra, thigh high socks, high heeled black shoes, and a white blouse tied under growing breasts. Jethro DeNero looked herself in the mirror, never seeing the scraggly beard fade away and stress grayed hair become a silky platinum. “God I’m hot.” Jessica said turning to look at her bubble, heartshaped ass on thick hips. “Mom and Dad do great work!”
Jessica DeNero was a smart woman, but also her mother’s daughter. She felt pride in her sexuality even if she was a virgin. Mom had told her to just be safe, so she hadn’t done anything yet. But she was just waiting for the right time. She pulled at her skirt and put a polo over her blouse as she tied it, the grabbed a phone that spawned. She sent a text to Sarah and Bobbi that her parents were working, so needed a ride back to school.
Elsewhere, as Jo was still in a daze, Rich DeNero gained a few years to justify having a senior year teenage daughter with his wife. Not many, in his memories they were barely out of high school when he and Jo started working together and a slip up on set created Jessica. But it still was into his college career, sane with Jo.
Rich kept his youthful but nerdy and lanky looks, while Jo seemed to perfectly age like wine into a cougartastic MILF.
Jo was still contemplating what clothes she had grabbed as Agatha Pierce entered a house…
