The things Karyn talked about, the way she talked about them, amazed Jon. It sounded sexier than he could have ever imagined. But the current situation wasn't exactly what Jon wanted. There was one last change he wanted to make, not to the world, but to himself.
"I wish I was a girl." He said. Simple, sweet, and it would be totally irreversible. He would be a girl, and just like all girls he would have grown up as a boy and then been changed. More importantly, as a girl, Jon would always obey a male around him. The thought aroused him as the changes took hold. His penis shrank away and folded into a brand new vagina, his breasts blossomed and sat pert on her chest. Her hair stayed relatively short, but became styled in a cute pixie cut. She became smaller and daintier, so that Jon was a few inches shorter than Karyn.
Karyn was utterly stunned, and she looked at the new Jon with her hand covering her mouth. "Jon," she said, with a shaky voice, "why would you do that?"
Jon just smiled a pretty smile for her best friend. "Because being forced to obey someone is a huge turn on for me."
"But . . ."
"Hang on," Jon said, holding up her hand, "I have a few more wishes. I wish that I was wearing some super sexy clothes that are also super stylish." Her clothes then transmogrified into an fantastic outfit. It was very simple but very trendy with black opaque tights, ankle boots, a short and flirty miniskirt, and tight white top. She wanted to look her best for the boys.
"Great," Jon said. "Now, I wish that Karyn and I were in a public park." The stone flashed and Karyn shouted her displeasure. But it didn't matter. A second later, both were standing in the local park where people, boys and girls, came to enjoy the cool air. Dusk was settling on the world and the lightposts began to turn on.
There were several guys around, and one of them, a guy older than Jon by a few years, caught her eye and he started to walk toward Jon and Karyn. And by the way he looked at them, it seemed like he was on the lookout for girls.
