Jon flopped onto the couch when he got home, hoping to try and forget the weird stuff he'd seen that day. He wanted to get the stone back, but didn't have the slightest idea where to start looking. If someone else did have the stone, they certainly could've done worse than making the biggest douchebag in school act like a nice young woman.
Jon tried watching some TV, hoping to get the stone out of his mind. Unfortunately, the episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation was interrupted when his brother and mother entered the room.
"Mikey," his mother said, raising her voice, "I've told you a million times. Go clean your room!"
"Not now, mom!" the 12 year old boy said indignantly, "I'm almost to level 60!"
"You've got to take it easy on those computer games, mister." By now, the two were arguing right in front of the television. Jon frowned. Mikey wasn't usually this rebellious, but Jon just chalked it up to puberty or something.
"Aww, mom! You never let me do anything."
"That's it! I've had enough. You're-" Jon's mom suddenly fell silent. A glazed look appeared in her eyes. Jon looked over at his brother, who had the same look on his face. He too was absolutely silent. Jon was about to wave a hand in front of Mikey's face when he started to move. He quickly stripped off his t-shirt. Confused, Jon looked at his mother, who was throwing her pink cardigan to the floor. Without a word, she began unzipping her dress. Jon then looked at Mikey, who was taking off his shorts. What was going on here? His mom and brother were stripping right before him. Jon covered his eyes as both of them removed their underwear. He peeked a few seconds later, only to see Mikey fastening his Mother's bra, the matching panties already snug around his hips. His mother pulled on Mikey's shorts, then his t-shirt. Mikey then stepped into the floral printed dress his mother had been wearing just moments before. Jon looked back to his mother, seeing the tasteful makeup fade from her face and reappear on Mikey's. When the switch was complete, their eyes became animated again.
"-grounded young man!" Mikey said, completing his mother's sentence. "Go to your room!" His mother grunted, then turned and trudged up the stairs. Jon heard a door slam, then his brother looked at him.
"Sorry sweetie, you know what it can be like. So, how was your day at school?"
Jon bit his lip. "Uneventful," he said with wide eyes, trying to process what he had just seen. Someone was still using the stone.
