The rest of the day passed pretty uneventfully. Jon and Karyn spent most it laying around in their cage, with occasional walks around the edge. Both of them had moments of discomfort about going to the bathroom, but finally decided that if they were dogs, they would just have to accept the situation and do what came naturally.
When Karyn had gone, she made sure to check to see if the stone had been passed, but there was no sign of it. Looks like I'll be doing that one as me, she commented.
Finally, the time limit on their condition was up. Both of them could feel the magic beginning to work on their bodies. I'll tell you, Karyn said excitedly. I'm sure looking forward to being me again. I'm changing. I can fee ... Well, shit. I'm a bra again.
"Looks that way," she heard a female voice say, as she was picked up. "And I'm back to being Joan. You put a twenty-four hour time limit on that first wish, remember?"
Yeah, she admitted, but I was halfway hoping that one transformation would cancel out the other. Now, we don't even know if our time as dogs counts as time served with the other wish.
"We'll just have to wait and see, I guess," Joan said, putting her friend, the bra, around her chest.
Any sign of the stone?
"Yeah," Joan said, looking down and picking it up. "Here it is. It must have separated from you when you turned back into a bra. Which is good for you, you know. You won't have to pass it when you go to the bathroom."
Thank god for small favors, Karyn said. Now use it to get us out of here, unless you want to spend the rest of the night in a dog cage.
