"You bastard!" said Jennifer.
"Hey," said Michelle, "it was your fault for letting me use the stone."
"I let you use the stone because I had already wished you couldn't hurt me! I figured you couldn't do anything to harm me."
"And I didn't harm you," said Michelle. "You don't have any wounds, you're not even bruised. You're not crippled, you're not a bimbo, people won't look at you and throw you into a zoo. There's nothing wrong with you."
"I wish," said Jennifer, "that Michelle couldn't transform me or anyone in our family against our will even if we aren't hurt by it."
"From what you told me, that won't reverse a wish that already happened. Now, I'm leaving. If I have to be a girl, then you can be one too."
"If you want," said Jennifer. "Go ahead."
Michelle prepared to walk out and said "WAIT a minute. You tried to trick me! I have to stay in here to pick my body and what I'm wearing! If I walk out like this I'll be an average girl in makeup and dresses and I bet you think that's funny!"
Jennifer shrugged. "Well, go and do it, then."
Michelle looked in the mirror and concentrated. Her body began to transform. "If I have to be a girl," she said, "I'll be like this...."
