"I wish that Jon was a lump of raw bread dough that was sitting in a bread pan on the counter. I wish that he could still see, hear, feel, smell, and taste while he is in that form."
Jon's heart skipped a beat when he heard the wish that left Becky's mouth. He closed his eyes as he felt a surge of energy go through his body like an electric shock as his limbs went limp. His body slumpped down and collapsed into himself while he lost most of his body mass.
Jon felt himself crammed into a ceramic rectangular pot, he noticed that his body conformed perfectly to the container. He opened his eyes to see a gigantic Becky stand over him with an astonished look on her face, his body felt so small and fragile.
"I guess that's you, Jon," Becky said, she raised her finger up and poked Jon who felt his big sisters finger sink into him, "Don't worry, I haven't gone crazy. I'm just doing this to teach you a lesson so I'll change you back after your done baking. But until then I want you to think about how we are going to share the wishing stone."
Becky walked over to the oven and set it to 300 degrees. Jon was going crazy over his current situation and the certainty that he will be stuck like this forever.
Jon's mind swarmed with a sudden rush of unpleasant thoughts. "Oh God, whats going to happen to me? Do inanimate objects die or am I going to live forever as a moldy piece of rotted bread? Becky did wish for me to still be able to feel, is being baked going to be an excruciatingly painful experience? What will Becky do with me once she finds out she can't change me back?"
"Well Jon, I'm going to let the oven pre-heat and give you a chance to rise.
I'll be on the couch watching tv. Just remember that this is only temporary and try to enjoy the experience. I mean how many people can say that they were made into a loaf of bread."
