"I just wish that I could make myself fit better into these clothes or anything else that I have to wear for that matter."
The stone flashed as Joan felt a cold chill go through her body, signaling to her that she inadvertently made a wish.
"Shit! What did I just do," wondered Joan. She looked down at her body to see that she was exactly the same she was a few seconds ago. "Well, I'm still a girl, I don't know if I should be relieved by that or not."
Joan readjusted her uncomfortable dress as she tried to figure out what change to reality she just made. At that moment she felt her ribcage and stomach contract as her torso thinned itself out and her breasts expanded slightly. The tight dress now fit looser than before, breathing in was now no longer a problem for her.
"I... adjusted MYSELF to make this dress fit better. The wish must have given me control over my body to make myself fit into these clothes better." Joan wondered if she would unconsciously change to fit any outfit that she put on (could she shrink herself by trying to put on doll clothes or turn into a female sumu wrestler by wearing a mumu) or if she could mentally change herself on purpose like a special shapechanging power. The theatre class also used the supply room so their was plenty of spare clothing and costumes to try on to see if she would change to fit them.
