Becky couldn't help but smile at Georges comment.
"Nice try" she laughed. But something was wrong, her voice was different.
***
George blinked. I swaur I just saw myself infront of me. Opening his eyes, he did again.
"What the hell?" he said. His voice, it wasn't his - it sounded feminine. It sounded almost like Beckys.
George looked down. Two lumps were sticking out of his... his white tank top? Looking further down he was wearing Beckys short shorts over his - smooth legs.
"What just happened!?" said his old body, assumingly Becky.
"Apparently it chose to actually grant a wish" said George in Beckys body. He put his hand to his throat, or her hand to her throat rather in the repeated surprise of the feminine voice leaving it. She slowly moved her hands from her throat to her new breasts and felt an abundance of emotions. Curiosity, surprise, horror, pleasure, he couldnt narrow it down.
The new George began to open his mouth, about to say something.