Jon felt something scratchy against his face. "That's weirrrr....", his thoughts trailed off as he realized his voice was unnaturally high pitched.
"Did someone turn off the lights? No... Are my eyes closed?" Jon thought to himself. He willed his eyes open. It was a weird feeling. He distinctly remembered standing in his is room a moment ago, but his body felt like it was laying against a sheet. "Is my hair blond? Why is my hair long enough to see?" With each question, Jon's voice grew louder and louder. His heart start to race. He quickly pulled himself to a sitting position and attempted to take a step forward off the bed he was currently sitting on. His legs immediately gave out, causing him to fall onto the floor.
"Ouff." Jon looked up and noticed something very odd on the other side of the room. Through a full-sized mirror, Jon caught a glimpse of his childhood friend Karyn awkwardly sprawled out on the floor, her newly enlarged chest propping up her torso. "Fuck." What he found when he looked down wasn't a surprise. "Yup, those are boobs..."
It took a couple tries but Jon managed to get himself up onto his... her feet. "Wow this is weird," he thought as he ran his new hands over Karyn's chest. "Huh, Karyn probably isn't used to these things either." He chucked to himself. So far, the sight and feeling of his chest was somewhat pleasant, but the thought of forcing these things on someone unexpectedly made him feel guilty. Actually feeling them put the situation into context.
Jon had never seen Karyn's room before. It was blander than he expected. No posters or decorations. She had a closet, a desk, some drawers, a mirror, a bed, and a chair. That was it. Jon plopped himself down onto Karyn's bed. Even that was bland. She had discount Target sheets and an old, slightly stained pillow. As uninteresting as everything was, it made Jon happy. It all smelled like Karyn.
He noticed Karyn's phone sitting on her desk. After he picked it up, he was surprised to find his fingers sliding across the phone's lock-screen. He didn't know Karyn's phone password but his body apparently did. "Weird." He navigated the phone menus as if he had done so thousands of times. He pulled up a messaging window with his old self.
The first message read, "I know this is a weird question, but... are you me? I think I fucked up a wish."
"Fuck..." He scrolled though the rest of the messages and read the original Jon's best attempt at explaining their current predicament. "So, I am everyone? That's so fucking weird. You really did it now, Jon-boy." The sound of his voice made him pause. He didn't mean to say "Jon-boy", it came out of his mouth like a reflex. "I guess there is still some Karyn left in here. Some of me left in here? Whatever, I don't care."
