justice for Sarah

Jon smiled. "You sure did, Ethel" "Call me Karen, Jon, that's my real name,a after all." Ethel/Karen continued "Now I wish now one notices or bothers us for the next few minutes while we take care of some things. First of all, I wish that Sarah can't ever touch the wishing stone again, tell anyone else about it, or have anyone else steal it again for her. In fact, I wish Sarah couldn't do anything to hurt or bully us again at all. Second, I think you need a little lesson yourself, Sarah, to learn what it means not to be pretty and popular. So I wish you were three inches shorter, weighted 200 lbs, and had short brown hair, a round face, and bad skin, and that you wouldn't get your looks back until after high school is over for us!" Sarah's expression changed from anger to fear, as the wish began to take effect. First she became smaller, losing 3" mostly from her legs; then she began to fill out, her thighs thickening, her hips and belly spreading, her body becoming fleshy all over, with rolls of fat forming around her waist and a double chin filling out her face. Her long blonde her become short and dark, and her cheeks swelled, growing round. Finally, the pores on her nose and cheeks got bigger and the skin there became red and rough. "You're free to move now Sarah-you can go look at yourself if you want."