“You’re right Wendi, I do want to experiment a little. So, let’s choose someone unique.” Jon sat down on the bed, right next to Wendi. He put his arm on her shoulder and began the wish. “I wish your behavior, mannerisms, personality and appearance would be modeled after Sarah McMillan.”
Jon watched as Wendi’s rather plain clothes turned into his school’s cheerleading uniform. Her hair became a bright blonde, similar to Sarah’s. Her breasts also seemed to enlarge slightly, becoming D-cups and her figure got curvier.
Once the changes stopped, Wendi got up and composed herself. Jon immediately noticed a difference in the way she carried herself, her mannerisms were exactly like Sarah’s and she seemed to gain an air of superiority from the way she composed herself.
“Man, am I glad that you choose Sarah as a template instead of you or that bitch friend of yours, Karyn.”
Jon was shocked at the sudden remark. “Hey! You can’t say that, she’s my friend!”
“Well, come on, what were you expecting when you decided to base my personality off of Sarah McMillan?”
Jon had to admit, she had a point. He mainly choose Sarah because he was curious as to what would happen. ”I guess you make a fair point, but you don’t have to be so harsh.”
“I kinda do, seeing as now that I’m a cheerleader I have a reputation uphold.”
Jon sighed, this was going to be an interesting experience. “Well, you’re still the stone, right?”
“Of course I’m still the Stone! Your wish had nothing to do with whether or not I was still the stone.” Wendi paused and looked around. “Now, on the subject of the stone I’ve decided that I’m going to tell Sarah about it. If anyone deserves to know about it, it’s her.”
Jon was horrified at the possibility of Wendi at Sarah’s side. “Hold on! You can’t just tell Sarah about the stone! Imagine what she’d do with that power!”
“I have imagined what she’d do, and it looks pretty damn good in my head. Although, you did make the right decision basing me off of Sarah, so I’ll let her know you that she can go easy on you.” Wendi turned towards the door. “Thanks for the tits and the great personality, but it’s time for me to put this power in the right hands.” She had her hands on Jon’s door, and was about to leave, If Jon was to do something, It had to be done now.
