Jon looked at the stone in horror, trying to think of a way to get out of the wish, but before he could form a proper thought regarding it, his world went pitch black. He was confused at first, though it could make sense. After all, he wouldn't really have eyes. That train of thought is interrupted however as just as suddenly as the lights went away, they returned, revealing a room that would've made Jon tremble in shock, were he able to - he quickly found out that, despite his best attempts, he was unable to move.
The room was adorned with purple fluff on all sides - the walls, the ceiling and, what he didn't see but assumed was the case, the floor as well. There seemed to be varying sexual toys on wooden shelves fixed to the walls, but beyond that, he couldn't see a damn thing. His viewpoint seemed fixed halfway towards the ceiling, as if... Jon gulped mentally, as in the corner of his eyes he could see bedposts, and indeed, the surface felt rather soft and bed-like. His wish wasn't this weird, why would the stone send him here? Did it maybe think that he wanted to turn into an already existing doll? It's the first thing that came to his mind. If he ever managed to escape this situation somehow, he'd wish to know more about the stone, that's for certain.
His thoughts were cut short, however, as the door - he didn't even notice there was a door in front of him, it seemed to be merely a wall, apparently it was well hidden - to the room suddenly opened and the lights turned redder. He was mentally more tense than ever before as he slowly began to see who it was that entered the room.
