Karyn looked at the rock in her masculine hand, and then she looked at Jon, who was holding her own two breasts, which were now his, in her former hands. He had heard all the wishes, so none of this seemed normal to him.
"Karyn, what happened?" he whispered.
"Oh no," Karyn said, and then, "I wish our heads were back on our normal bodies."
Unfortunately, nothing happened.
Karyn watched as Jon frantically felt up her body, as if the whole thing weren't real. Tears were in his eyes.
"I wish that this seemed normal to Jon," she wished suddenly, feeling extreme sympathy for her friend. She didn't want to see him upset.
Suddenly, Jon seemed perfectly happy.
"So Karyn," he exclaimed. "We'd better hurry or we'll be late for the headswapping party!"
"Headswapping party?!" Karyn repeated in a puzzled tone.
"I love these things!" Jon excitedly said. "What is this? The fifth one we've been to? Thanks for letting me dress you this time. I loved putting on your lingerie!"
Suddenly Karyn was optimistic. Maybe this wish had opened the door for a reversal in an indirect way. They ought to be able to swap back if headswapping was normal in this reality.
"I understand that Sarah will be at the party," Jon said. "And, I'm afraid there will be several adult chaperones."
Karyn started as Jon suddenly hefted his breasts and offered his ladylike arm to her. Out of habit, she took it as she glanced down at her flat, hard chest.
"Let's go. My chariot awaits," Jon said.
As he led her out of the room, his hips swaying as he went, Karyn suddenly wondered what technique was used to cause heads to swap in this reality.
