“That was…” John started, unable to truly process how he felt as he laid beside Sharon,
“Amazing? Magical!?” Sharon answered,
“Truly…” John replied.
Looking at the small clock on the wall, Sharon said, “well I think we’ve probably missed most of our classes,”
“Yeah…”
“Do you think we can give a good excuse?”
“Probably not,” John said, “we disappear for three hours, I come back as a girl, and you come back with bigger boobs… there’s gonna be questions,”
“Well what if we wish this is normal?” Sharon asked,
“What do you mean?” John replied,
“Like when you wished us both Bisexual, or with Ms. Fahl’s boobs. Only you and I noticed it because you wished it that way. So can we just wish we were always like this?”
“Umm, I suppose so. But maybe it’s better if we wish everyone ‘thinks’ we were always this way,”
“Yeah!” Sharon said with joy, “and maybe we can wish that we’re allowed to take as much time off as we need!”
Then John had a different idea,
“What if we don’t make it normal. What if we change some stuff,”
“Like what?” Sharon asked,
“Do you trust me?” John asked,
“You know what, I do,” Sharon replied, a smirk appeared on her face,
“I wish me and Sharon both work at this school. This don’t have specific responsibilities but we can enter any and all classrooms, rooms, or anything whenever we want!”
As both of them sat there, waiting for something to change. Nothing.
“I guess it just worked, huh?”
“I guess…” John commented,
“Wouldn’t it be a little weird if two fifteen year old kids worked at the school?”
“Right… good point,” John said, “I wish me and Sharon are seven years older!”
The two of them, now sat up on the shockingly clean empty classroom they’d found themselves in. Both of them felt their bodies shifting. John, being a sex he wasn’t entirely used to, felt his body maturing rapidly. His already very attractive body became older and more defined. He felt (and looked) amazing.
Sharon could feel herself changing too. Her short stature managed to increase by around three inches, making her a solid 5’7”. Her body stretched with her, her expanded cup size seemed to grow a little as well, adding to it.
Both women looked at each other in awe, loving how they felt and how each other looked,
“Wow!” Sharon said with excitement, “you’re so hot!!” She exclaimed,
“So are you!” John said, letting out a feminine giggle,
“Oh right,” Sharon said, “two things to focus on. First of all… we’re both a little too big for our clothes now, and second, you don’t actually have a name!”
“What do you— oh right!”
“Johanne?” Sharon suggested,
“Maybe… what about just Jo?”
“Jo?” Sharon asked, “I guess that works,”
“Short for Johanne,”
“Good trade!” She replied happily.
The newly named Johanne, preferably Jo, smiled at Sharon, “I wish me and Sharon have better fit, casual, and appropriate clothing!”
Without much thought, the remaining clothing around them and on them, thrown across the room during their few hours of fun began to change.
The changed clothing flew onto them and finished changing on their bodies.
Sharon was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, converse shoes, and a not-so-tight sweater that still accentuated her bust, “awesome!” She cheered.
Jo’s look changed a little more. A similar pair of skinny jeans, these ones a little ripped. A much lighter sweater with a large cut out v-neck to show off her subtle cleavage. A pair of brown boots similar to what John was wearing before, however these were a little more feminine. As well as all of that, Jo’s hair, now much longer, tied itself up into a cute ponytail, showcasing her immaculate face!
“Wow you look so hot right now…” Sharon said, absorbing Jo’s whole person,
“That’s Sharon,” she replied, “i-is it too much to assume we’re…” she hesitated, “y’know…”
“Dating?” Sharon asked. She clearly hadn’t really considered it. But considering both individuals were indeed single, and had a good connection ever since them met, it didn’t seem like too bad of an idea, “I’m happy to call you my girlfriend as long as you are!” She said, smiling.
“Me too,” Jo replied. She leant down to Sharon and grabbed her face, kissing her passionately.