The tasty food helped Jess calm down. She could still feel her anger, mixed with fear, towards Jennifer like a flame inside her, but she knew better not to act on it. Jen had enhanced herself beyond what Jess could hope to handle, she really was good at using the stone.
No, Jess would need time. She needed to retreat, to catch up on her new life, gather information, and try to get back at Jennifer at the least expected moment.
Excusing herself after eating and getting Jennifer to pay the bill, she took her car and went back home.
She spent the rest of the day checking her new phone, reading her past conversations, learning who she was now. There was a lot to learn, she was familiar with Jess’s life before the switch, but she knew nothing of these 2 years that had passed. She also learned Jen’s wish to have been always Jennifer, instead of John, along with the wish for Jessica to be 2 years younger and Karyn’s friend, had affected Jessica’s life unexpectedly. There was so much to learn now, this was practically a whole new life, crafted for her.
Finally, late in the evening after skipping dinner with her family pretending to not feel well, she explored her new body.
It had been a long day. She had woken up as John, gotten switched to his sister Jessica, she had watched as the new John wished to be transformed into Jennifer for good, had skipped 2 years of her new life, and, most painfully, had lost Karyn.
Jess took her clothes off and faced the big mirror in her room. Touching her face she saw how beautiful she was, more so than the old Jessica had been. Jennifer’s wishes and the stone’s power to rewrite reality had affected her in many ways, not only her beauty, but that was the most striking feature now.
She cupped her breasts, feeling their weight and the tugging sensation on her chest, wondering how she had spent a whole day with them, suddenly remembering all the times they had gotten in the way. She thought of bras and how she would have to wear them, bras and breasts, possibly for the rest of her life.
She slid her hands down her waist and hips, amazed at the contrast of her curves, all those times she bumped into doorframes and tables now making sense. She had so much to get used to now, specially to her new proportions that seemed to defy common sense, at least to her still male mind.
Finally, she reached her lips. She hadn’t felt an emptiness during the day, just a lack of something, replaced by something different. Still, putting a hand down there made her feel uneasy, the sensations so different, so alien, she didn’t think she could ever get used to it.
Sliding a finger between her folds, she started exploring. Collapsing into bed, she explored further until she reached something amazing, ecstasy the only way to describe it. As the sensation lingered, she couldn’t help but compare it to John’s own explorations. Somehow, she now felt like those were the games of a child, quick to start and to finish. Now she had found something deeper, more mature, more sophisticated. None better than the other, just with different starting points and endings.
After reading some more old messages on her phone, she fell asleep.
