"You must think I'm really dumb.... You can't wish to be younger and it just, like, happen.... Here. I'll prove it!" She giggled at the thought of how silly this all was "I wish I was....."
"Noooooo" Jon screamed but he couldn't stop her.
"Like, let me wish, jeeze, your such a jerk, you know Girls never do stuff like that..." Jons teenage mother trailed off, and then her eyes lit up with an idea. "Like, I wish that Jon here was My age, sex, and dress size." She said not expecting anything to happen, when all of a sudden, Jon was a girl. He was the exact same size as his new teenage mother. She smiled as she clapped her hands.
"Like, it worked, or what not. Your a Girl, I wonder if I could wish that you were wearing a tight miniskirt and a cute top to match your new body. A brief second later, without noticing it, Jon was dressed in a short, spandex skirt and a tight white top which showed her ample cleavage. Her feet were incased in a pair of 4.5" heels.
Jon looked at himself and then at Karen...
"Why?"
