But first, she wanted to get a handle on what had been happening beneath her baggy clothes as she made her way home.
Slowly, she took off her sweater, sighing in relief from the heat that had been building up. What she saw underneath was astounding.
The hair covered every inch of the skin there. Fortunately, most of it was only a little longer than an inch. The only exception was the shaggier strip that ran from between her cleavage to past her navel, the thicker patch on her forearms, and the mane-like way that the hair on her head faded into the back of her neck and back. Undoubtedly, the results were similar below her jeans as well, but that could wait until later.
Fortunately, her face didn't seem to be as affected. There was a slightly thicker blonde peach fuzz there, but nothing that would be abnormal on another woman. More good news was that her breasts had not been as bizarrely altered as her hair. It was difficult to tell underneath her new pelt, but she guessed they were between a C and a D.
Karyn still couldn't figure out why she had the stone though. The best thing to do, she thought, would be to call Jon before making any more wishes.
