As Jon walked towards the exit, she noticed more and more people giving her odd stares.
"I wish everyone would stop staring at me like that," Jon muttered to herself. Then, suddenly, she felt her clothes changing. She looked down and saw her blue-colored boy's T-shirt morph into a tight pink baby-T. She felt her breasts get covered with a bra, which helped to stabilize them. Her jeans turned into a denim miniskirt and her sneakers turned into a pair of pink 3-inch heels.
Just as she wished, people weren't staring at her anymore. She looked just like all the other girls now. But how did her wish get granted? She wasn't holding the stone, that was for sure.
Melissa ran up to her from behind. "Jon, are you sure you don't want a ride? I was leaving anyway."
Jon looked down at her new shoes. She had no experience walking in heels, obviously, so she'd have a difficult time just walking out of the mall, not to mention all the way to Sarah's house.
Maybe she should take Melissa up on her offer after all.
"You know, I think I should get a ride."
Melissa smiled. "Okay, let's go."
