Sherry thought about it for a minute, pacing back and forth infront of the tv. She felt betrayed! Lied to! Here, she thought Sandra was finally settling into her new life, but obviously, she was still holding on to the childish whims of a teenage boy!It seemed Sandra was not exactly like her. From the looks of it, Sandra was still very much into girls.
Sandra should be trying to find a man her own age, not fooling around with some girl young enough to be her daughter!! Sherry stopped. Yeah, that would work...two wishes would fix both problems! "I wish that the wish for Jon to be more like me would make one more change to Sandra that would give her my sexual preferences, making her straight." the stone flashed.
"Now for the finishing touch...Since Sandra wants to spend her time with a girl who could be her daughter, I wish that that girl would become her biological daughter and that Sandra would notice the change, but think it was a part of the wish to be more like me." She turned back to the tv and watched the wishes unfold.
Jon and Marie snuggled, each wearing a sleepy, dopey grin. Jon had never enjoyed sex so much! Well, that wasnt saying much as the closest he had come to sex before her change was pictures, and masturbating. Yet her she was, tired out, riding the waves of her orgasm as Marie layed on her side, their breasts smooshed together, tracing a slender finger in circles on Jon's stomach as they stared into each other's eyes.
She had not thought of it, but Jon counted her blessings that her changes stopped before she started liking guys. If she had to be her mom's twin, at least she could still enjoy other women.
"You thirsty?" Marie asked her older lover. Jon nodded her head yes, and Marie got up to go to the kitchen.
After a second, Jon decided to get up as well. No sense waiting around. She stood and grabbed one of Marie's robes and wrapped it around her body. She walked out of the room to meet Marie in the kitchen, but as soon as she stepped outside the door, she grew suddenly dizzy, and had to steady herself and close her eyes. After a moment the feeling passed. "Oh...must be dehydrated..." she said to herself. Using the wall, she guided herself to the kitchen and sat at the table as Marie rummaged through her fridge, hidden behind it, with only the edge of her bare ass sticking out. Still a little woozy, Jon kept his eyes closed for a second, before she heard the fridge close. She looked up as Marie revealed herself in all her nude glory and Jon felt...nothing?! Just tonight, She could barely contain her arousal over Marie's exposed cleavage, but as she looked over the body of the younger woman the only thing she felt was...jealousy? Yes. She was jealous of Marie's firm pert breasts, of her flat stomach, and smooth toned legs. Sure she recognized that Marie was attractive, but she herself was no longer attracted to the young girl. The naked woman did nothing for her!
Marie, wearing a sultry smile sashayed over to Jon, a glass of wine in hand but her smile fell when she saw Sandra's shocked and confused expression."what's wrong?" but before Jon could say anything, she watched as Marie changed right infront of her. Her hair shifted in color, going from brunette, to the same auburn as Sandra. Her facial features shifted, subtly but the end result was a face that looked like a mixture between Marie, Sandra and someone else. There was a whirlwind of movement as shades of color bled across Marie's nude form, before clothes began to take shape. A comfortable tank top and boyshorts materialized over the girl. The robe Jon was wearing shifted and shuddered and suddenly she felt way more constricted. Looking down, she saw that she was back in her uniform, the tight skirt, top and stockings, not to mention the underwear. Thoroughly confused, she looked back up as Marie questioned her again.
"You alright, mom?" she asked without a second thought.
"Yeah...its just..." Jon began. Wait..."Mom"?! Marie was staring at her, a concerned look on her face. Jon was trying to put the pieces together. Horrified, she decided that was what changed! Marie was no longer her lover. She was her daughter! That was why they were both clothed again. A mother and daughter would certainly have no reason to be naked together in the kitchen. But if Sandra were over to visit her independant 22 year old daughter, she would take her shoes off and enjoy some wine.
"I just need a moment...can i use your bathroom?" she asked, and excused herself.
She shut the door to her bathroom and tried to make sense of everything. For starters, she could now explain why she is no longer attracted to Marie. Maybe it was just that as her mother, she couldn't be attracted to her.
She closed her eyes, imagining some of the othed women she had been fond of as a male. Hundreds came to mind, and she practiced some of her fantasies, imagining making love to these women, but there was no arousal. She even managed to turn herself off more.
Experimentally, she thought of her boss, Richard. He was older, well, more accurately, her age. She imagined kissing him, and felt a flutter in her gut. The image went further as in her mind, he took command, guiding her to a bed and climbing on top of her. She watched his toned chest come into view, and her body flushed in need. She felt her nipples harden as she imagined his confident smile as he lay over her. She imagined his penis in detail, and every detail sent her further and further into arousal. She started massaging one breast as her other hand went under her skirt and slipped into her panties. God it turned her on so bad to imagine this mature man making an honest woman out of her. It felt so good! So right! The image in her mind began to shift as her pleasure grew. She imagined being turned around, and being fucked doggy style. She stifled a moan and squinted her eyes shut, imagining the penis filling her, ramming her, the testicles bouncing agaist her thighs. How hot would it be to watch as she got fucked.
She gasped as her legs buckled, leaning against the wall, as she slid to the floor. She pulled her panties down, giving herself more space, and as she crested the pleasure wave, and her orgasm began to crash around her, she imagined a mirror infront of her, to watch herself get fucked by this man. She imagined him looking up at her, and as she orgasmed she saw his face. The face of Jon's father. The male teenage Jon's father.
After a few minutes, she realized what she had done. She was shocked, embarrassed, but sexually satisfied. She stood up, pulled her panties back up, washed up, straightened her hair and clothes, and walked out of the bathroom, stone faced. As she walked back out to her new daughter, she saw a picture framed on an end table. A smiling Marie, in graduation gown and cap, holding a diploma, in between two people. A grinning, proud looking Sandra and a man that must be Marie's apparent father.
Jon politely thanked Marie for dinner, and started to leave, but before she could get out the door, Marie gave her a big hug and Despite herself, Jon felt comorted. "Thanks for coming by, mom. Just know, whatever is going on between you and dad, i hope you guys can work it out." Marie stepped back, smiling softly. Jon nodded her head, but didnt say anything as she turned to leave. "I love you..." Marie said. Jon, turned away from Marie winced. It has the first time Marie dropped the "L" word since they began seeing each other, but she new what Marie actually meant. Marie loved her mother. "And tell Aunt Sherry and Zoe and mike I love them too"
"I love you too." jon said shakily, turning and faking what she hoped was a convincing smile, and turned and rushed to her car, her breath beginning to catch, eyes beginning to blur. By the time she sat down, she was full on sobbing. How could things have become so messed up?!
When she got home, she saw the light on in her sister's room, but walked right past her bedroom, going to her own room, now the converted guest bedroom and cried herself to sleep.
