Somehow, during your tumble in the air you managed to follow your "flight" instinct and let it do the rest. With a floompth you surprisingly landed without any injury, despite the fluffed up feathers of your wings and the awkward crouch you are doing.
"Okay." You gulped. "Okaaaaay. Haaaah." Rubbing your palm across your face, you started counting in your head, breathing in and out, desperate to calm your panic.
It took a while, but you managed. Your wings relaxed as its feathers smoothed itself out. There are still a few frayed feathers here and there, but at least you didnt look like an oversized fluffy duster anymore. Looking to your surrounding you realize that you are nowhere near the wishing well.
You sigh as you lay on your back, there goes the hope of using another wish to fix this mess. You still got a few coins in your pocket.
Sitting up, you take note of your transformation. Beside the obvious appendages on your back, your torso seemed thicker. Before the change you remembered that you were wearing a loose cotton shirt, but as you pulled the fabric you realize that it was torn through two holes on your back, and the arms and the waist part are still intact. Because of that every beat of your wings felt uncomfortable, it was tight and the edges of the shirt kept riding up above your stomach exposing your newly developed abs, while you clearly remembered that it usually went past your belt. You look like you were wearing a shirt a few size too small instead!
Well its too tight and uncomfortable, the hell with modesty, the shirt got to go.
'Geez, I never thought pulling a shirt off would be so hard.' you thought as you try to pull your arm out from the shirt. Your wings flaps in protest as you struggled. You wish you could have talons along with the wings, could've helped ripping the stubborn shirt off.
RIIIP
Oh. You do have talons. Retractable talons it seems. You muse as you pulled the shirt off your torso, watching as the claws slowly retract into your fingernails.
Satisfied that the offending article is off, you shrug your wings before folding it, feeling naked but now comfortable. You realize you cannot fully fold it flat onto your back, and sighed as you resign to having a natural coat-slash-blanket that curve to your sides from now on.