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— Ha-ha-ha! Suzy, you're such an idiot! Did you seriously think this "magic stone" grants wishes?! — Zack burst out laughing, snapping his fingers against the smooth black boulder, half-embedded in the cave floor. — What's next? You gonna rub it and wait for a genie with abs?
— Well, what if it does — Suzy tried to counter, blushing — I just said out loud what I'd wish for... for fun!
— Don't pay attention to that dumbass, Suz — Emily cut in, smirking — he mumbled something too, but you were just louder. He’s probably just embarrassed about what he said. Right, Zack?
— What?! Me?! — Zack laughed, pressing his hand against the stone — If I said anything, it was just that I want a super-hot chick here instead of these boring "know-it-alls" blah-blah-blah.
— Pfft — Emily snorted. — Dumb brute!
And right at that moment...
— Ahem… — came a thin, uncertain cough from somewhere behind.
The trio turned around. Against the backdrop of the stone walls, standing slightly hunched, was… a girl. Tall, slim, with long black hair falling over her shoulders. She awkwardly raised her hand as if about to say something — but froze. Her face was a mix of panic and shock. The hoodie — obviously a man's — looked like a dress on her, stretching tightly over her breasts, the fabric strained to the limit beneath them. A backpack hung off her back, like it had just been dropped from her old body.
— Um... guys?.. — the voice was thin, slightly hoarse from awkwardness, almost a whisper, but with a strange high-pitched tremble and rasp at the end of the phrase.
— You… is that?.. Who are you? — Emily said slowly.
— Wait a sec — Suzy managed — that’s...
— …Tom?! — Emily’s eyes widened.
— I... yeah... I guess — the girl struggled to speak, looking up at them like she couldn’t believe what was happening. Her breasts in the taut hoodie trembled slightly with each nervous breath, and the tight outline gave her away completely: this was no longer the chubby nerd who used to lag behind the group.
— Holy shit... — Suzy breathed out. — That... Tom? Tom-Tom?
— Fucking hell — Emily whispered, stepping closer — you... you... this isn't a joke?
— No way! What the hell is this?! — Zack finally cut in, eyes wide as he stared at the girl like waiting for her to peel off a mask. — This is a prank, right?! Like... a setup? Where are the cameras? Someone had to be filming this! How the hell did you pull this off, girl?!
— First of all, Zack, I’m not a girl… — she answered nervously, shrinking into herself like she couldn’t even believe her new, high-pitched voice. She...