"I wish I was the only one who could touch the rock." The wishing rock glowed and then burned into his skin. "Ahhh!" he yelled out in pain.
The girls stopped cleaning his house and turned around to look at him. "Chazy? You okay?" the bimbo cheerleader, who spoke to him just a minute ago, asked.
Chaz could feel the rock moving up his arm (under his skin) to his shoulder, and then to his chest. It remained there, trapped underneath his skin. If he had done an X-ray, he would see that the rock had actually become part of his ribcage.
The heat from the wishing rock subsided and Chaz fell to the floor, exhausted. All of the bimbo cheerleaders rushed to his aid.
