<I wish for her to transform into a man>>.
When I uttered these words, she began to change: she began to grow taller and older, her clothes changing with her; her breasts deflated, becoming flat. Then her chest and arms expanded to fill and stretched the singlet with teen muscle. Her leg's grew hairy as her mini-skirt grew into a pair of long shorts. Her tri-band sandals closed over to become a pair of Doc Marten's. Her fingers became thicker as her arms, and the book within them transformed into a laptop; her shoulders enlarged a bit, her neck became thicker; her face became rough and womanly, and lost all of its baby fat, with a thick covering of dark and stiff hairs, her short brown hair srortened to a crew cut.
During the transformation, the girl was behaving as if nothing was changing, going on making her things also when she had become a man at all.
Seeing my wish worked perfectly, I exulted with joy!
Then...