"I wish that Jon was the toilet in my bathroom and that he could still see, hear, feel, smell, and taste in that form," Becky yelled. "I've really gotcha this time, Jon."
Jon heard her wish and felt his heart skip a beat as a strange bolt of energy shot through him. Jon could feel his body being compressed into a new form and he could see the kitchen around him slowly fade away. Jon felt himself take on new dimensions and curves as his face flattened out and his bottom jaw jutted out. His body drastically went cold and suddenly felt like gallons of cool water were poured into him. He lost all mobility as his body turned to porcelain and attached itself to the floor.
Jon opened what he now used for eyes to see that the kitchen he was in seconds before was now a semi-dark room. He already knew where he was, but he still made the effort to make out what the dark surroundings were. He could tell that the shower was to his right and that a clothes hamper was right in front of him. He couldn't see what was to his left due to a cabinet blocking his view, but he knew from past visits that a sink and small stack of towels were over in that direction. A sense of dread went through him knowing that he would be spending the rest of his existence from that very spot.
Jon heard the thunderous pounding of feet running up the stairs and down the hall until the door exploded open and the light switch was flicked on, flooding the room with light.
Becky stood in front of Jon and asked, "Jon is that you?"
Jon was in no condition to answer her.
"I guess it was stupid of me to expect you to answer," Becky said. "I had to look away after I made my wish and then you were gone so I assume this is you." Becky reached over and pushed down on Jon's lever. Jon could feel inner workings within him move as the water inside of his mouth and head was released and refilled simultaneouly. Jon would of blushed if he could at the strangeness and embarassment of being flushed.
"Don't worry Jon. I'll change you back in a few hours...or at least by tommorrow night."
"No you won't, you stupid bitch! I'm stuck like this," thought Jon, angered by his current situation and sense of total helplessness.
"Buuuuuutttt right now you are a toilet and I'm a girl that needs to relieve herself, so you know what they say, " Becky slid down her pants and rested her butt on Jon's seat. Jon felt a sense of dread as he was about to be offically broken in as a toilet. "When in Rome do as the Romans do."
