"I wish that I was disguised as a boy again, with my breasts bound and taped down, wearing boy's jeans and a polo shirt, looking just like I, Jon, did prior to becoming a girl. In addition, I wish that I had the necessary years of experience with masculine disguise and hiding my female attributes so that I can easily and reliably do this again without resorting to this wish rock."
Blinking as she said those words, Jon was once was again dressed like the Jon of old. There were still some small signs and clues about her gender, now that she knew what to look for, like her lack of an Adam's Apple. But anyone else looking at Jon would see the boy they knew and not the girl masquerading as a boy. Shoving the rock into her hip pocket, she opened the door and stepped outside, unsuspecting that her earlier wish of a "movie happy ending" was transpiring outside...
