The smoke cleared. The explosion sent Jon flying across the room. Mikey ran up to get her when he saw her. Her body seemed fine except for one detail
"Bro, what just happened?" Jon said, still trying to recover. She tried to get up. "My head is sooo killing me right now."
"Uhhhh Jon ." Mikey was shocked. " I think there's something wrong with your head!"
Jon looked at the mirror and noticed a big change. Her head was on backwards! Almost like she was born that way. She screamed loud when Zoe came into the room. Her body was still the same as before, she looked at Jon and also freaked.
"What did you do Mikey!?" Zoe asked.
"I tried to get Jon to fix everything, but it broke!" Mikey explained. "The gun and stone are gone!"
They sat Jon down at the bed trying to calm her down.
"Jon, just relax ok?" Mikey convinced her. The school girl took in a deep breath and let it out. She looked better already. Zoe was on her other side taking note of the damage. The head connected to the body perfectly, aside from the fact it was facing the wrong direction.
"Ze lunch is ready!" Their father said aloud. Mikey started to walk when Zoe stopped him.
"Well aren't you going to do something?" She asked him.
"Uhh let's just eat lunch first and then figure it out, Jon walk down with us too!" He told the transformed ladies. Jon and Zoe stood up and followed Mikey. Mikey saw Jon walking backwards almost perfectly. It looked strange to him, but the school girl followed without miss a step. They all sat down at the dinner table, with Jon sitting backwards on the chair, legs spread wide open, she had turned to face the family. Mom walked in to find the twisted school girl.
"What happened now?" The swim suit model asked. Mikey explained once again.
"Oh this is bad, very very bad!" The French maid told them. "My dad, he sayz that if ze stone ever broke, it'd make the reality unstable!"
Mikey was worrying even more. He was beginning to tear up again. The French maid went up to Mikey and bent down to comfort him. She hugged him, giving his face plenty of breast exposure. She then picked him up and sat him on her lap, gently rubbing his crotch. The model mother was ticked at this display, but couldn't do anything but prop her leg on the chair with one hand caressing it, and another hand under her breast cupping it upward.
"I think we really need to do something fast. I can't keep posing like this forever. What would they say at work?" Mom lamented.
"Yeah oahhahahah .I really want my old body back." The rubber monkey cried.
