Jon woke up with a yawn the next day, wondering why he wasted the day relaxing when he could've been wishing. He heard a knocking on his door.
"Wake up Jon, breakfast is ready!" His mom said.
Oh well he could just wish for more time or to have the day off of school. Except he couldn't find it. "Damn it, where did I put it, don't tell me someone took it?"
"Hurry up, Jon." He guessed was going to school today. He got dressed and made his way downstairs. The smell of sausage made his mouth water. His eyes blanked as his mouth began to move on it's own, unaware.
"I wish that my body was extremely efficient at stripping down food and adding it to the fatty tissues that could give me a more feminine figure, so much so that I basically don't need to deficate." He blinked as he arrived at the kitchen, 'Huh, when did I get here?' He thought to himself.
Moving on, he saw Zoey idly muching on some toast and Mikey chowing on dinosaur oatmeal. His mom plated some stuff for him and herself as she sat down. His dad was away on a business trip.
"Thanks mom." He said as he dug in. He was feeling pretty ravenous today for some reason.
"You're welcome Jon, just please make sure you don't miss the bus. I can't drive you today."
"You got it mom." He replied, unenthusiasticly.
