One shard travelled off towards Jon, just sitting up on his now slightly-plumped ass, panicked and reeling from the rise of new womanhood between his legs... Karyn, just about to hold him to console him, jumped back in fear of the shard which hit Jon at the back of his now-bare ass, discharged its energy and turned to harmless dust...
The energy surged up and down his body, glowing slightly at the glisten of his new vagina... and first the most minor changes, fingers and toes growing more graceful, legs slimming and curving... arms filling with tone muscle, spine arcing to better fit the soft bottom and shrinking rib cage, his torso growing slender and shorter... breasts budding and plumping... lips filling out...
Writhing and writhing... shaking... the tee-shirt changing with him now, into a shirt that now formfit his body... a baby-doll tee of Aerosmith's Permanent Vacation... leaving Jon now in a precarious position...
Down on the grass in the forest just off the highway, once a tallish and gawky boy... now a damn knockout of a woman... a Kate Winslet, a Christina Ricci, a realistic bombshell, a large chest with the hips and the tiny hint of a tummy of Marilyn Monroe... in a tiny babydoll bearing her navel and all the new woman beneath it as well... well-shaped and naked...
His hair wasn't much longer... but in the size shift his body took going from a 6'2 man to a 5'5 woman, it looked longer on him... his fingernails and toenails stayed roughly the same length, though shaped with the shape of his new digits... and though all his male body hair was gone, where a woman would have hair, he had a week's growth of light thin hairs... on his new legs and under his new arms...
And, if just to belabor the point, Jon's boxer shorts lost their magic glow as they morphed from boxer shorts into a little red-with-white-stripes pair of women's bicycle shorts. VERY little. Barely covering enough on a body like Jon's to be street legal.
Jon sat there very very quietly... for a very long time, thinking... despite Karyn's many attempts to console, explain, rationalize or simply hold him... he finally stood up, clumsily took the shorts on to negate nakedness and brush the dirt off herself... Karyn stumbled out half-baked ideas to remedy the matter... Jon leaned against the tree, breathing, trying to get an account of this new body... and finally she motioned to Karyn for the stone.
"I've only got one idea."
Karyn handed him the stone.
"What's that?"
Jon took the stone in her new slender hands.
"I wish for Karen to suddenly realize she's gay."
