"Ok, let's get down to business. I wish for a table and two chairs to be right in front of me." POOF "Take a seat Jon, oh, mind you don't rest your knockers on the table, you need to sit back a bit. Now I wish all the people, except for me, changed by Sarah, with this rock, within the last 48 hours will stand in a queue in front of this table. I also wish that I will have a transcript of Sarah's wishes made against each person to coincide with their coming to the table. Next I wish that nobody can jump the line nor a person outside this line disrupt my fixin work until I say I am finished." Said Grandpa.
Immediately before Grandpa appeared everyone that had been victimized by Sarah over the last couple of days.
"Jon, get your butt out of the cue come over here, sit down and re-load the piece." Said Grandpa.
Jon walked past the cue of people (and other things), reloaded the pistol and sat down.
"Right, now let's get to work." Said Grandpa while looking from his transcript of wishes to the people in line. "Kenny, Kenny Jones, yea, pregnant boy, quit your catawallin and get up here. Gripes, fine, I wish you were at the head of the line." Said Grandpa.
POOF
At the head of the line appeared the pothead Kenny, lying on the floor and screaming in agony. He's grossly extended stomach held the triplets that were trying to be born.
"Hmm, let me read OK, her wish was a whispered wish and called for you to give birth to triplets through your pee hole. I wish Kenny here was turned into a woman that has a minor birth defect that caused her urethra to drain through her Vagina ." And Grandpa was interrupted.
"Wait dude! I am a chick I want to be a guy." Screamed Kenny above her agony.
"Yo Dude yourself. You need an orifice big enough for the kids to come out. I further wish that she can have this birth defect rectified through minor surgery that can happen as soon as her babies are born. And I wish that she will be a loving mother and absolutely never use illegal drugs the rest of her life. Now I wish she was in the nearest hospital where she can have a safe and natural child birth." Said Grandpa as Kenny disappeared.
"Bummer" laughed Jon.
"Next? Oh, you Carlyle. Hmmm .Jon, please put six slugs into Mr. Carlyle." Said Grandpa
Carlisle's dick tip went wide as if to protest. Jon wondered, but Grandpa hadn't led him astray yet. He pumped six slugs into Carlyle. The lifeless 6-foot prick feel to the ground.
"That's good, re-load Jon. I wish that Mr. Carlyle was alive and in the form he had two minutes before Sarah's wish changed him." Said Grandpa and then POOF Mr. Carlyle re-appeared.
"I am me, but I was dead, no I was a giant dick? I " said Carlyle.
"Shut-up and go have a seat. Next" said Grandpa.
"Wait a second. How'd that work?" asked Jon.
"Oh simple enough. Carlyle was a giant prick. He didn't exist anymore after you killed him. This way it was a new wish to bring him to life and another new wish to how he would look." Said Grandpa.
"This thing can bring people back to life?" asked Jon
"It can do a lot of things. You kids seemed to think it's just a sex toy! You didn't even start off with money. You are horney aren't you? (Jon Blushed) Look, you remember World War Two and how the Germans won?" said Grandpa
"Yes." Said Jon
"What the devil kind of school system we have these days! The Germans didn't win WW II!" exclaimed Grandpa.
"You just said they did." Said Jon.
"It was a stupid question the answer was "No Grandpa, the Germans didn't win WW II", geeze." Said Grandpa.
"But, you said they did!" said Jon.
"Sarah make you a bimbo too? Look Germany won WW II with nuclear tipped inter-contential missiles. They exterminated in excess of 90 million people in death camps. They ELIMINATED from Europe all Jews, Gypsies, Masons, any political dissident and were close to 40% of the Slavs. The war caused in excess of 60 million American dead. On top of all this the planet was on the verge of a nuclear winter. This rock stopped all that. Due to this rock, the Allies won WW II. It was the Allies with the bomb and the good guys won. All because of a few well placed wishes." Said Grandpa.
"Wow, then why, well, why'd you give it to me and why are you a little girl?" said Jon.
"Because the DAMNED THING CAUSED WORLD WAR ONE! A few misworded wishes and I sent more people to their deaths than ever before in the history of mankind. This is a very dangerous object. It must NEVER be used to change the course of human events. Trivial little things? Maybe, maybe not. Look around us, look down this cue. This rock when used with bad intentions is a disaster when used with good intentions it's a catastrophe. I wanted out. I couldn't stand it anymore. I just wanted to start over. That's why I faked my death and the furthest I could wish myself away from the rock was to become a little girl. I wanted to grow-up all over again. To have a time in my life when I could be naïve. I wanted to grow into womanhood and be a mother. I wanted to give life instead of taking it. I wanted too much and was wrong to unload this terrible burden on you, my favorite Grandson of multiple generations of grandsons." Said Grandpa with tears running down her cheeks.
"Ah, its ok Grandpa. I love you." Said Jon while hugging Grandpa.
"Enough, we got work to do here. Let's see, you girl holding the panties Hmmm, I read Sarah said "I "word deleted" you would turn into a pair of frilly, black lace panties for all time. Right that's a bit of a problem there. How about the little girl holding you..Sarah said "I "word deleted" were no longer capable of playing football and that you find football to be the least appealing thing on earth" Ok, let's try this. I wish these panties were incapable of thought and were immediately transported to the deepest ocean. Now I wish that these panties at the end of time will transform back into Brad at the age he is now, further at that instant I wish for Brad to be transported back in time to this very moment here and now." POOF "Hi, Brad. Now for Phile, I wish that she will enjoy her new situation and that she will have a physical form extremely pleasing to Brad." Said Grandpa.
Phile gasped as her clothing became far to tight across the chest and her conservative skirt became first tight across her butt and then simply burst apart to revealed her shapely legs and large butt. Her blouse first creaked and then popped center button as her breasts flowed up and over the top of her bra. Her poor A cup would never hold her new DD bustline. Her hair became long and luxiorus and her lips full and pouty.
"Hey, why'd this isn't half-bad, but why'd you do this to me?" asked Phile.
"Not done yet, of course for you Brad I wish that your personality will make you the perfect match for Phile. Now I wish for you two to have a happy life with each other. Sorry, I need to try and keep these wishes simple if they are to work. Brad you were a stretch! Phile, better to be happy with what you have. NEXT!" said Grandpa.
And so it was for the next hour. The football team members that had been changed into cheerleaders and the cheerleaders had beenchanged into football players. Their fix was not to be changed back, but rather to have a winning year, each to have a nine-inch "personality" and for their new girlfriends to have beautiful football sized and shaped breasts jutting proudly underneath their cheerleading sweaters. The cheerleaders as well were to win their own championship. The boy with testicles the size of medicine balls, well, he got shot and restored like Mr. Carlyle. The girl with breasts that hung down to the floor, got a strange request fulfilled and she is now the prize-winning cow with a giant udder in Burcetown Wyoming. The snakes that had been the local Youngmen's Chapter got restored but had some amazing penises. The flock of featherless chickens that had been Sarah's gym class wound up as very successful human female strippers. It goes without saying that the Ms. Dennison and Ms. Rackson that could "go fuck themselves" wound up married and eventually with a VERY large family. On and on Grandpa worked wishes as best she could to help people. Sometimes it took some real working and re-working wishes to come out right. A few times there was true failure and the people were just gone, lost to the powers of the rock. Finally, she was down to Jon's Mom, Karyn and of course Jon.
"Ok, my poor granddaughter. Look, you are a baby. How about we call it quits with you while its safe. I wish you are a normal healthy 8 month old baby.," asked Grandpa.
"You turned Mom into a full on baby!" cried Jon.
"Yes. I was sure that was safe for her. I get pretty concerned about wish effects around my own kin. Ah, Karyn, poor Karyn. I wish that "Cum Vampirism" would be cured when the vampire is exposed to sunlight. I wish in that cure for the "cum vampire" is to be returned to the person it was before the transformation. Also, I wish your Goth look and piercing are just a phase you are going through and that you will grow out of it when you are ready." Said Grandpa.
Karyn danced in the sunlight. "I am me again! I am me!"
"Great, maybe all the dark crap and piercing can come out now?" asked Jon.
"Naw, I kind of like them. Maybe in the future when I am older, but right now they are rather cool and attractive!" replied Karyn, who then stuck her tongue out at Jon.
"Ok, Jon quote "I "word deleted" that every time that you consider telling anyone about this you undergo the transformation that I am about to do to you. I wish that you become a beautiful female, created by your own image of the perfect woman. I wish the transformation to be slow and painful, but slightly pleasureable as well. I wish that the only way you can change back is to live through the days of your period which will be the third week of every month. If you happen to change during the first week of the month or something you are just going to have to live with it until the time comes." Looks like you are a bit of a problem. Tell you what, I could make it to where you forgot this ever happened? That way you could never think of "this" for you wouldn't know what "this" is. I don't know. I don't like messing with family. How do you like being a woman?" asked Grandpa.
"I I I..heck, I don't know! I still me, what's that got to do with anything?" asked Jon.
"Well, the obvious. If you like the way you are now, you can keep this form indefinitely by just thinking about "this" once a month. That way I don't have to risk wishing on you. That will be easier than NOT thinking about this, that's for sure." Said Grandpa.
"Look, we are like 90% fixed on everything. Why don't we go back to Jon's house to work out the rest?" asked Karyn.
"Now that's a purty good idea little lady. I AM FINISHED!" announced Grandpa and with that the people that could be fixed as best as Grandpa could fix them went on with their lives.
Grandpa and crew headed back to Jon's house. There was still much to consider. A family for the new baby that used to be Jon's mom. What did Jon want his life to become? What would Grandpa do, now that she was a little girl with no family? Most of all what to do with the rock?
