“I wish you were my loving girlfriend,” grinned Steve maliciously. Jon swallowed and looked away from Steve, screwing his eyes shut. When he opened them again, he was no longer a he...and neither was Steve!
Jon grinned wickedly and stepped forwards, placing one hand on Steve’s chest and the other on her neck. Not noticing the change to herself, Steve grinned and bent her head forwards as Jon stood on tiptoes to kiss her.
As Jon broke the kiss she gave Steve’s left breast a playful squeeze, making her yelp in confusion.
“Wait!” gasped Steve, looking down at herself “Why am I a chick?”
“Because I’m into girls,” replied Jon, running one hand from Steve’s neck to the hand holding the stone “So for me to be your girlfriend you have to be a girl too.”
“Wait that’s not what I meant!”
Jon brushed the stone with her fingertips “I wish you were okay with this.”
Steve sighed “I guess it’s not so bad.”
“And I wish you felt about me the same way I feel about you babe.”
Steve blushed “Of course I do hon, I, um I think I’ve always...Erm.. liked you.”
Jon kissed her again, more passionately this time. “I’m still mad at you for making me a girl, but I love you too much to care right now.”
Steve grinned “I wish you weren’t mad sweetie; I wish you liked this as much as I do.”
Jon knew she should be mad, but didn’t know why. After all she was okay being a girl, and she’d gotten an amazing girlfriend to boot. Tossing the stone aside she wrapped herself around Steve and pulled her to the floor, kissing her passionately.
