The flash from the stone was bright. So bright that Jon was momentarily blinded. He stumbled, then steadied himself on a smooth surface just in front of him.
When his eyes cleared, Jon noticed that things had changed. He was no longer in his room, but in a washroom. He looked around and realized that it wasn't his own, but rather he had ended up in Karyn's washroom. Then he freaked out.
It wasn't that he had teleported to new location, leaving him discombobulated. It was his reflection.
Jon stared at himself in the mirror, only he hardly recognized himself. His face was completely made up, lipstick, blush, eye-liner, the works. Jon's hair was long, blonde, and done up in some sort of fancy up-do. His clothes, normally jeans and a t-shirt, were replaced with a fancy purple prom dress.
Taking a step away from his reflection, he stumbled slightly in the high-heeled shoes he now wore (hidden underneath the long flowing, silky skirt).
His cheeks blushed even deeper than his make-up. How could he be at Karyn's house, fully crossdressed?! What if she saw him?! What if her parents saw him?!
Knowing that he had to get out of there before anyone found him, Jon opened the bathroom door and tried to make his escape.
"Looking good, babe," Karyn said lustily from the hallway.
Jon turned and found his best friend approaching him from behind. She was wearing a purple tuxedo, one that matched his dress' colour perfectly.
"You forgot something, though," she said, reaching into the bathroom and grabbing something from the vanity countertop.
Jon watched in horror as Karyn took a sparkly tiara and placed it in his hair. She then stepped back and admired him, looking him up and down, obviously imagining him more out of his dress than in it.
"I've got a limo waiting," she continued, "and a hotel booked for the after-party. This is going to be the best prom ever!"
As Karyn placed her hand on Jon's ass and led him toward the front door, he couldn't help but wonder if this was exactly what he had wished for.
