Wait a minute, Karyn thought. It's not normal for me to dress like a slut? But ... I love dressing like a slut.
Suddenly, Karyn's clothes returned to normal. But Karyn still had her memories of the slut Karyn's existence. The original Karyn's memories wouldn't return until midnight, according to the rules of this "game".
She looked down in shock at her non-slutty clothes. A sweater, a pair of jeans, and sneakers? Where were her sexy revealing tops and too-short miniskirts and impossibly high heels? She wanted her clothes back!
"I wish ..."
"Hey, you only get to make one wish," Jon said, but Karyn didn't stop.
"... that ..." Karyn continued.
