The next day, Jon woke up with a splitting headache.
"Ugh!" he thought, "What happened?"
Slowly, it all came back to him: being turned into a bra, Sarah being turned into panties, what was worse was being telepathicly connected to that bitch all day long. She began thinking about the stupidest things. He remembered the party that Karyn went to that night, and later how Karyn let HIM being the panties as well. Jon sighed a string of blonde hair fell into his face.
"What the...?"
Jon realized that when Karyn wished that he could be the panties, he had traded places with Sarah. He tried to communicate telepathicly, but it didn't seem to work. He gave Karyn a call.
A groggy Karyn answered the phone, "What? Who...who is this?"
"Karyn, it's me...er..."
He was interupted, "I think you have the wrong number...there's no Karyn here..." There was a pause and then a loud familar scream.
"What the fuck happened?" Karyn's voice yelled.
"Who is this?" Jon asked.
"It's Sarah, but I'm...I'm Karyn....who's this?"
"Um...Jon...except...excep I'm you."
