"You know, we bet that Stephanie saw us with the condoms this afternoon, when we were joined as half girl and half boy, and that fact didn't change when Karyn wished us to be fully male when joined," the Jons said to each other. "Stephanie probably remembers seeing us with the condoms in our completely male joined form."
The split half of Jon holding the stone was about to wish they'd know what was going on with the condoms when Stephanie herself finally arrived. The group of seven had great fun riding the roller coaster, Ferris wheel, and other rides, and Pete, Gabe, and Eric all won stuffed animals for Jon, Karyn, and Stephanie. They all had some great outdoor food, too.
"It's too bad your dad wouldn't let you bring the motor home after all," Pete mentioned to Eric a little after ten.
"That's OK, I know where to get another one," Eric assured Pete. "C'mon, let's go out the gate near the parking lot.
"We'll be right back," Stephanie assured Pete, Gabe, the Jons, and the Karyns once they were all outside. Then, she and Eric went behind a dumpster.
A few minutes later, a puff of smoke rose from the exact spot where Stephanie and Eric had gone. "Ew, are they smoking?" the Karyns asked.
"Not unless they're smoking about twenty packs at once," Gabe observed.
"Could they have started a fire? Maybe they need help!" the Jons said, but then a brand new motor home materialized right in front of everyone's eyes.
"You didn't lose the stone, did you?" the Karyns asked the Jons.
"No, it's right here," Jon's self with the stone assured her.
"It's OK, everyone! C'mon in!" Stephanie assured the group while holding open the door to the motor home. Eric was busy adjusting his trousers.
Once the whole group was inside Stephanie emptied ten boxes of condoms out of her purse.
"What's going on with those?" the Karyns asked. "Are you that afraid of running out?"
"With the genie around, yes I am," Stephanie replied.
"The genie? I thought genies only existed in stories and legends," one of Jon's two selves remarked.
"I know, not many people believe in magic anymore, and it's too bad. People used to believe in magic wands, magic statues, magic costumes, magic wishing stones, and even magic showers. Now, just because those things are so rare, no one believes they exist at all. But Eric has a genie."
"Do you mean, like, a genie of the lamp?" Gabe asked.
Stephanie looked at Eric for a moment, then rolled her eyes and began to speak. "Eric has a genie of the prick," she explained. "It kind of, uh, runs, you know, in his family. Here, let me show you,"
Stephanie dropped to her knees in front of Eric, pulled his pants down, and began rubbing (what else?) his prick. Within the space of a few minutes Eric became immensely erect, then an enormous cloud of smoke spurted out, and then...
