"I wish you could feel what I am feeling right now," said Sara.
At these words, Jon felt a sharp stabbing pain all over his body. It was as if thousands upon thousands of tiny needles were stimulating every single nerve in him. He rolled off of Sara and curled into a fetal position.
Unnoticed, the rock skitted off along the floor.
Confused, Sara sat up to see what had stricken her new lover. Slowly her eyes began to widen as she noticed the changes overtake him.
The first, most noticable change was the lengthening of Jon's unruley, brown hair. It slowly crept out from his head in a spiraling pattern as it crept along the floor.
Sara glanced from this phenomenon back to Jon, where more changes had already occured. It seemed like he had become somehow smaller. His shoulders seemed to have atrophied and his waist seemed to have contracted.
At this point, Jon rolled over onto his knees as sudden shooting pains were coming over his midsection. He opened his eyes long enough to notice that his hands did not look right. They seemed smaller. More delicate. And his fingernails were too long. Didn't he just cut them? He closed his eyes once more as the pain overtook him again.
Sara from behind had been observing the hair on Jon's body below the neck being sucked back into him. Suddenly, Jon's cock roared into life to his boyish maximum. Jon began moaning softly. Sara did not know what could be causing this, but then suddenly his swinging ball sack started to tighten while the moaning began to crecendo. She sat amazed as his scrotum was pulled within him followed shortly by the manhood which had earlier been exciting her so. She could now clearly see a very familiar sexual configuration. And from what she could see, it was very happy...
The pain that had earlier been racking Jon's whole being was now replaced by the most wonderful sensations he had ever felt. Powerful eminations were pulsing from his crotch. Jon sat up upon his legs, hands going to the center of this pleasure and continued to moan in an ever rising pitch. As he unintelligably fingered himself, his hips began to flair out into a smallish, heart shaped configuration.
When it had finally reached a soft, silky soprano, Jon let out a gasp and flung out his (now her) arms supporting her weight as she arched her back. A new pain had arrived, this one centered on her chest, but this pain also brought new pleasure. Her pecks, so long denied the influence of estrogen, suddenly begain to swell and bulge until, finally, they rested upon her, fully grown mammalians.
Sara walked around Jon in amazement at the changes. Gone were the manly features in face and body. Jon now sported shapely, slightly small C cup breasts. Her features were now those of a teenage girl with full pouting lips and a pert nose.
Normally, she was not attracted to girls, but due to the earlier wish, Sara's inhibitions were now gone. Out of the corner of her eye, she noted the stone.
"Hmm..."
