Kelly thought carefully over the wording of her wish. "I wish, that over the next hour, I would change into a muscular, handsome gay man with a ten inch penis. I wish that I would be incredibly attractive to men, and that whenever I wanted to I would be able to seduce straight men and turn them gay. I wish that, except for me, everyone will always have remembered me as being a man. I wish that everytime a woman looks at my new male body with lust, she instantly knows that I am gay and that she be given the power to change herself into a man too, and that the change be permanent. I also wish that the clothes I am wearing change into a man's as I change, and that everything I own back at my apartment change into something more suitable for a man."
Kelly sat on a park bench, grinning. She had chosen the slow change because she wanted to revel in the departure of her hated femininity. She felt the first wave of surface changes roll over her as her hair shortened, her arms and legs grew more muscular, and her neck thickened and grew an Adam's apple. More changes. She felt the prickle of chest hair coming in as her breasts shrank and firmed into muscular pectorals. Her clothes were changing too. In a flash the buttons and buttonholes on her shirt reversed their positions, and her pants changed into a man's jeans. Her panties were changing into men's boxers. She felt queasy as her internal organs rearranged themselves, the female internal organs transforming themselve into male ones. Finally, the moment she had dreamed of all her life, her hated vagina closed up and disappeared, her labia shifted to become a scrotum, her clitoris burgeoned into a magnificent penis, and her former ovaries, now testicles, descended to their new residence.
Ken laughed. What would he do now?