"Hold it!" said Jon, grabbing the rock from Karyn. "So I'm gonna be a girl for 24 hours, huh? Well, I wish, during that time, that you were MY bra, a nice, industrial strength black lace number. Oh, and I wish that you could move and communicate with whoever's wearing you, etc."
Jon watched as Karyn's clothes dropped to the floor. And then he heard in his head, Jon, you BASTARD!!!