Jon gulped. He couldn't believe this was really happening.
"I wonder what our kids will look like," Karyn said to him, stroking him down to his furry belly with a finger, as she licked her nose with her big, flat kitty tongue. She was so cute like this, in a predatory way.
"Do you know what I like most about the new you?" she asked.
"...wha, what?" he responded.
"Your cute ears," she said.
For a moment, the bizarre answer didn't set off anything in Jon's thoughts. Why my ears?
And then when Karyn stroked his ears, he was shocked almost as if by electricity as she stroked his... kangaroo ears! He reached his own hands up on top of his head and felt them, and sure enough. They were back.
"But, I wished these away, it's how I ended up with the pouch!"
"Quite a big mistake. Because they're the hottest part about the new you," Karyn said, her tail swishing around.
"Oh, you, you think so?" Jon said, as Karyn stroked his ears some more. His left kangaroo leg had an involuntary spasm and he slapped the flat of the bed as she stroked it, and giggled.
Jon gasped and sat up from bed. He put his hands on his head, and there weren't any kangaroo ears back there. They were back to normal. Or, rather, that had all been a dream. Karyn wasn't there either.
It would be nice though. Maybe. He thought. Especially if Karyn was into it. He thought about Karyn. God he was really starting to get into the new her. Kind of the big bad wolf look. Except big bad leopard. He didn't dare tell her though. It was too embarrassing.
He looked at the clock. Damn it! He thought back to that first day, now 20 days ago. It was only 2 minutes before the time it was then, that he made that first wish for the bike, that got him the kangaroo ears. He thought back to the erotic dream with Karyn. I wonder if she would really be into that, if my ears were like that.
The thought gained in sexual appeal for some reason. He stroked his ears. For some reason, it was vaguely arousing. He imagined Karyn stroking them, them being kangaroo ears again. That would be so hot. He stroked at his ears, more and more being entranced by the fantasy, as he got rock hard. And it started being strangely very erotic now. Like, his ears, were being an erogenous zone. It was like he was jerking off, but he was stroking his ears, as he fantasized about Karyn doing it. He wanted Karyn to stroke his ears. He needed it.
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!" he furiously squeezed at his ears, and actually was going to come! He had gotten over the edge by stroking his ears somehow! He got up and hopped for the little bathroom off his bedroom and barely made it over the porcelain tiles before he squirted slightly yellowish white goop all over the floor in repeated contractions. It was incredibly intense. Much more than any other time he had actually done it with his genitals.
But that wasn't all. As he felt at his ears now, he could feel the change. He could move them as well. He looked in the mirror. He had kangaroo ears again. This was not a fantasy or a dream. The kangaroo ears were back, but without wishing for them. What the hell was going on here!?
He looked at the clock again. Exactly the same time that 20 days earlier, he had first gotten them. No, a minute later. It was exactly the time it was, when 20 days earlier, he had wished them away, and gotten the pouch.
And then, a thought occurred to him. Karyn. He got ready for school as fast as possible. He had fortunately convinced his family to get him some pants made for his new lower body. They actually were expecting him to just go around naked with his junk hanging out before, and no one else thought anything of it either. Unfortunately he had just the one pair of kangaroo pants for now. But he really hated it, and Karyn had kept quiet about it but he knew it was a bit much for her too. It must be because she was wished to be aware of how he was originally, so to her it was not normal for him, half kangaroo as he was, to go hopping around with his lower half exposed.
He hopped to school, and when he got there, he found Karyn.
"Karyn, something happened to me,"
"Oh, you made another wish. Why? Nice ears, but you shouldn't..."
"Karyn, I didn't make another wish! Something happened to me. And it was exactly 20 days to the minute of when I wished the ears away originally. I need to warn you, because I'm ok with this, but if it happened to you..."
"...the hoofs," Karyn said, in dread.
"Yes," Jon answered. Karyn looked very distraught.
Karyn looked toward Jon and opened her mouth and then looked down.
"You look like you wanted to tell me something and then changed your mind Karyn," Jon asked, thinking back to his dream first. It couldn't be, could it? "Tell me whatever it is. Karyn, did you by any chance have a dream last night? A vivid, sexual dream?" he whispered.
"Oh god, Jon," Karyn whispered back. "Yeah, I dreamed I had my stupid hoofs back. And, you and me, were, um, doing, things..."
The first bell rang. They each scurried to class.
They met at lunch, and he told her about how it happened.
"So, you just, stroked and squeezed at your ears, and it was like, well I don't know how it is for a guy, but that was like, you know what, and you, you know whatted, and then you had the ears."
"Yeah," he said. "What... what, do you think of them, Karyn?"
"What do I personally think of them?"
"Yeah. I mean, could you ever, like me, like this?"
"Oh, Jon. Do you want me to like you like this?"
"I, well, maybe, yeah, come on Karyn, how could you not know, there's no way I wouldn't, be into you..."
"Oh, wow," Karyn said, and thought back to her own dream. Maybe she wanted that.
"But, if it's like with me, if you start feeling turned on, by the thought of having hoofs again Karyn, don't, do anything. Resist, whatever, impulse you have."
"Oh. Yeah, wow. You don't have to tell me twice," she said back.
"Karyn, it may not be easy to resist. And I don't know how long it will last. I just know, that it was exactly 20 days to the minute. Maybe if you persevere past that moment, then it won't happen."
They both anxiously got through the rest of their classes, and rather than meeting at their usual place they hurried to Jon's house, for more privacy. They got in his room, as the time was around when they had met and changed 20 days earlier.
"Do you feel anything?" Jon asked Karyn.
"I, don't, think so..." Karyn said. "If, if I did, you know, I mean, we could just wish it away ag... oh no..."
"You get it don't you. If 20 days after wishing them away, they come back, it's no good to wish away animal parts. It would only get you 20 days without them, and the cost of those 20 days, is another animal part," Jon said back.
"What did, you think... of, my hoofs," Karyn said a little unsteadily. "Did you think, they were, cute?"
"What?" Jon asked.
"I mean, if I had them, what would, you, think of that?" Karyn asked, breathing more heavily.
"Oh no, Karyn, it's happening, isn't it. You have to resist. Don't give into it. Don't do anything with your hands, you hear me?"
"Yeah," Karyn said, squinting her kitty face up, showing big dangerous fangs, as she breathed more heavily.
"Karyn, listen to my voice. Just get through this. Don't give in."
"If, if I couldn't... did, you think, I was, cute, with, hoofs?" Karyn asked.
"No Karyn, your hoofs were disgusting, I could never love you if you had hoofs instead of hands," Jon said. "Especially gross striped zebra hoofs, they looked ridiculous."
"Oh. Are you just saying that, to try to, dissuade me or do you really mean it?" Karyn said, breathing heavily and trembling.
"I totally mean it," Jon said, "I not only wouldn't want you as a girlfriend, it'd be the end of our friendship," he said, almost crying.
"Liar," Karyn cried out.
"I... I...." Jon said, indecisive. Karyn balled her hands into fists.
"Karyn, don't do it!"
"I... I'm sorry, I can't, I can't stop, AAaaahhhhhhh!!!!" Karyn cried out, banging her fists together. Smack, smack, smack, smack... thunk, clunk, clunk, clunk. "Ahhhhh!!!!" she screamed some more. A deep wet splotch appeared on the crotch of her pants, as she obviously enjoyed her intense orgasm and continued crying out a few more times. But then she was in tears. She reached to cover her leopard face with what used to be her hands and stopped herself from blunt force trauma with her hoofs in the last moment. She continued crying for a few seconds, and then sobbed, "did you really, really, mean it?"
"No, of course I didn't mean it, I can't believe how hot I am for you with your hoofs," he said back.
She cried and hugged around him, being careful not to impact his back with her hoofs.
He cried too. "I'll be there for you Karyn. I'll brush your teeth for you. I'll even wipe your butt for you."
"Oh god Jon, I'll never write anything again, or type, or even grab around anything. I don't even have any fingers. I, I can't even imagine what it would feel like, to have fingers. I, I can't believe I didn't notice it immediately originally. It's so, strangely natural. It feels like it's what I should have at the end of my arms. My... my forelegs! Oh god they're not even arms, they're my front legs!"
"You didn't get a chance to last time, but, why don't you try walking around on, well, you know, like that."
Karyn carefully wiped a tear against the fur on her wrist and then made a bitter laugh, before standing on all fours. She took a few steps, her long tail wildly swishing over her slacks.
"What's it like?" Jon asked.
"Hmph," Karyn laughed. "Terrible. It's hard on my back. I think, since humans aren't meant to walk on all fours, and I'm not a zebra with my back legs, my pelvis is still human and my legs are still human."
"At least you have a tail. You're going to need it, to, you know."
"To what?" Karyn asked.
"You know, you don't have fingers any more, how easy do you think it will be for you to, you know, in private?"
"Oh god... you're, actually right. If I can't do it, with my tail, I may not be able to, at all, on my own..."
"Have you done it already with your tail?" Jon asked.
Karyn smirked at him. "Maybe," she said, licking her nose with her kitty tongue.
"But all the more reason we need to take some risk, to get back the original stone," Jon said.
"But Jon, don't you see, it's all the more reason we can't do anything with this stone, because every time, it's a new thing, that we can't wish away. You already know the problem. We can't use it ever again, except in some super duper emergency!"
"Not unless we're willing to gamble against a drastic, persistent change, on successfully getting back the real stone," Jon said.
"Are you serious?!" Karyn asked.
"Do you want to stay like this Karyn? For the rest of your life?"
She looked at her right hoof.
"It, might be kind of fun, if you, did all those things for me..." she said with a smirk.
Jon couldn't help but find it an appealing thought too. "Do you want, to just, try it for a while, and see what you think of it?"
Karyn licked at Jon's face, swishing her tail, for several seconds, before realizing what she was doing.
"You're going to have to be careful with your tongue though, it's a serious weapon."
"Sowwy..." Karyn said, nuzzling her kitty snout against Jon's face and hugging around him again carefully.
A few more days passed, and they started growing into their new status quo. And they found they liked it. Karyn couldn't write or grab anything, and needed Jon's help with all sorts of stuff. But they were closer than ever, and they were actually enjoying their new life together, even more than they had been enjoying life before. And Karyn even actually came to adore her hoofs. How could she not, when her Jon was so obviously taken with them, and had led to this very intimate life they now had together. She was also practicing walking with them and strengthening whatever muscles were involved with walking quadrupedally. Maybe it was in part because she actually didn't have normal human hips, as they had been modified a little with her horse tail. She now could run on four legs quite a bit faster than a normal human could run on two. Being like this was starting to be pretty cool after all, in her opinion.
The shadowy figure stood up in anger and banged his head on the too-low overhead light that was hanging from the ceiling on a chain.
"God damn it!" he screeched, holding his head where it hurt, as the lampshade-shaped cone of glass over the light swung back and forth from the kinetic energy he put into it.
He had of course modified the animal stone to give that secondary effect 20 days later. The subject gets an erotic dream the night before, and then at 20 days to the minute after wishing away an animal part, unless they could resist the near-impossible drive to give in, they would get back the animal part they had wished away before. But they had just accepted it anyway! What should he wish for this time? Or should he just give up?
