Karen motioned to Jon's glowing underwear... "Put on some clothes."
"FUCK NO! THEY'RE STILL GLOWING!"
"Okay... uh... just put on your pants... if you can get them over your new ass..."
So on went the pants... barely... the scruffiness of the inside of denim doing strange things to his new vagina... some quite pleasant, some not so... and he looked down at his legs, thinking how strange they looked with his pussy and ass... and...
The wand was still in his pocket.
THE WAND WAS STILL IN HIS POCKET!
He pulled the wand out of his pocket first, this time... damaging it on the ground where it landed... and he pulled off the pants, hell, peeled them off...
And his legs shortened a little... the hips and ass slowly curved down into deliciously shaped gams... supple shins... even shrinking his feet a tad, making the toes more graceful... and again...
Venus's mound, delicious hips and ass and hairy pussy... now sloping down into killer curve legs drizzling down into feminine (if slightly large) feet... his mom had somewhat large feet for a woman.
The extra hairyness of his new sex was now explained... because his new female legs weren't shaved either, covered in the light thin hair a young woman's legs might have if she didn't shave for two or three weeks... the new toenails similarly slightly rough, a little jagged...
From the navel down, Jon was the picture of Woodstock... a symphony of supple curves, enticing creases, delectable knees, long regal toes... covered with just a little hair, bushy at the moist veldt, slightly dirtied feet... a tall volumptuous proud woman, even sexier in her unkempt sexual beauty, swaying proudly in the breeze, not at all ashamed of her beauty or power...
And from the navel up, a gawky if not wholly unattractive 17 year old boy in glasses, a bad haircut and a MASH tee-shirt.
Jon collapsed again... got up again... walked around... almost sadly realized that these legs were in a lot better shape than his old ones... as Karyn, completely exaserbated, gathered the pants, the glowing boxers and the pieces of the broken wand... when Jon looked over...
"BURN THEM! BURN THEM!"
"No Jon... whatever magic did that to you is in those pants... the wand and the rock can't help you but maybe whatever CAN help you would need those clothes..."
"So what am I supposed to do?!"
"I guess... wait here while I get you some clothes?"
Jon grabbed the rock. "Screw that. I wish us back to your bedroom where we can work this out, with your parents on vacations and your older sister back at her college... so we can figure this out without interference."
And there they were.
