Scar looked at Sierra and changed his mind.
"No. I don't want you to just remember who you were, I want it to go deeper than that. I wish that when you see your reflection, you will see your male self, but have no desire to return to your former life. I wish that your makeup were permanent but always appropriate. I wish you always, in any situation, be dressed as feminine as possible and feel totally comfortable in your female attire including very high heels. I wish you always remember your male self but be total woman to the rest of the world. I wish your love and devotion for me wouldn't end, until I was tired enough of you to tell you I didn't want you anymore. That should give you something to think about."
Sierra instantly knew she was Jon, a man, but loved Scar so much, it didn't matter. She was all woman physically and right now, she wanted him inside of her in the worst way.
"Come on Scar. Make love to me, please," she said while rubbing her body against Scar's increasing erection. "I want you to make me your woman, all yours."
"You are already mine Sierra, body and soul. But don't call me Scar, it doesn't sit well with my new intellect. Call be David, that's my given name. Now I wish I had a lot of money, not overly wealthy, just very affluent."
A bank book appeared in his pocket. He pulled it out and let go a low whistle when he saw the balance.
"I'm pretty well to do, as they used to say. Now, I need to do something about my looks. I don't want the biker image with my new circumstances, but I don't want to mess up."
As he was speaking, Sierra was searching through her purse and pulled out her old driver's license. Jon's driver's license. David saw what she had, took it from her hand and looked at the picture. a large smile came to his lips as he thought of another punishment for Sierra/Jon.
"You know, you were a good looking kid, not movie star material, but good looking enough. How would you like to be made love to by your old body? That would have to drive you insane and it would probably be fun watching you fighting your urges. OK, I wish that no matter how I look, your love for me will go stay the same."
He read the other info on the license.
"So, your name was Jon. Well, Jon, we're going to have some fun, you and I. I wish that I were a more handsome version of your former male self."
The stone did it's work and wher David had stood, now stood Jon, or rather a little more handsome version of Jon. He walked over to a mirror and smiled at himself.
"Not too bad, kid. Not great, but not too bad. When I finish making love to you, I may consider upgrading this body a little and keeping it. Now, It's your turn. I like the way you look , but I wish your breast were one size larger and you were a couple of inches taller. That way, you will always stand out in a crowd."
Sierra felt the changes as her legs lengthened and her breasts enlarged. She was not grotesque but certainly would draw men's attention wherever she went. She was georgous by now and just wanted David to take to his bed, even though her male self was trying to fight the urges she was feeling. She looked at David and saw her former self standing there, she still wanted him but the conflict in her mind was slowly causing her to lose her grip on sanity. She felt herself slipping farther from reality by the minute. Then she felt a hand on her breast. It was David and he lead her to the bed, all the while fondling her body and kissing her passionately. She was so wet and worked up, she just wanted this man inside of her, regardless of how he looked.
David laid the rock on the nightstand while he gently pushed her onto the bed and began to make love to her. She could feel his erection pressing against her thigh and she so wanted it inside her. He began to move toward that goal when he was struck with an idea. He remembered how he'd gained knowledge of the rock in the first place, with a wish. Now, he wanted to know how much torment this situation was causing Sierra/Jon, so as he was getting ready to enter her, he put his hand on the rock and made a wish.
