Karyn made her way to the door, maneuvering with her newly added weight.
"It looks like it's up to me to be the responsible one," she grumbled. "I really expected more from you, Jon. Just let me take care of this on my own. I'll let you know when - if - I'm ready to talk again."
"Karyn you're right," Jon pleaded. "I fucked up, I was an idiot. I know there's nothing I can do, I just wish you wouldn't be so upset..."
Jon panicked as the stone glowed. Karyn started to shout as her expression softened.
"Jon, how could I be upset? I just love this new body. I didn't know until now how unhappy I was with that waifish little frame. Just look at me now, I feel so grounded, so real."
She rubbed her hands over her distended stomach, squeezing the individual rolls contentedly.
Jon looked on in awe. "Karyn...I don't think you know what you're saying, this isn't..."
Karyn sauntered up to him and looked him directly in the eyes.
"Jon I don't care what I thought before, or what anyone thinks now. This is who I'm supposed to be. And deep down, you know it's true."
Before he could respond, she snatched the stone out of his hand.
"And just to make sure you don't get in my way, I wish..."
