"I... Want you to make me a Girl again..." Jon said. Karen smiled widely.
"Now you're sure Jon? You're sure you want to be a Girl?" Karen asked mischiviously.
"Yes! Karen... I want to be a girl..." Jon demanded.
"You want me to make you a sexy teen queen, Jon?" Karen teased.
"Karen, why are you fooling around...." Jon said, slowly realizing what was going on here.
"I'm not Jon, I just want to know what kind of pretty Girl you want to be, maybe a Dity Cheerleader, or maybe a Fashion savy boy toy, or even one of the Popular girls who loves showing off her body?" Karen teased.
"I'm not really a Girl, am I?" Jon said matter of factally, crossing his arms over his bikini top. Karen's smile was too big to control and she burst out laughing.
"OH!- Jon- You... You are too much!" She screeched between laughs. "Make me a girl, I want to be a pretty girl!" she said mocking him as he stood in the middle of the living room, still not realizing he was in a Bikini.
"Karen... that's not funny... I could have made a stupid wish..." Jon argued.
"Oh, c'mon Jon, I'm smarter than that, when I went into the back and made your clothes become that Bikini I also made sure you would subliminally not use this." she said holding up the rock. "I'm not as stupid as you look right now." Jon looked quite upset, now looking at himself in the Bikini.
"Well, if I haven't always worn a Bikini, then why do I think that I do... I have all these memories of wearing them..." he demanded.
"Jon... It's Magic!" Karen said matter of factly. "You only think that because the rock made everything change to make you believe it was true, thats what the rock does. No matter what I say or do... you're going to think thats the way it's always been... until The wish wears off..."she added.
"Well?" Jon asked.
"Well, what?"
"Well, when is it going to wear off? Jon demanded. Karen smiled again.
"Binikious Nomoreious!" Karen said, as Jon felt a small electric tingle and he was now wearing his normal Tshirt and jeans. Jon gave a small sigh of relief as she slumped down into his couch.
"You know Karen... you're too much." he said. "So now what?"
