Karen arrived at Hooters only minutes after the Bus, so she figured that she couldn't have arrived there that much after Jon had. She parked her car and rushed in, still thinking about the events that had led her to this. She was still calling herself an idiot in her head over and over as she entered the restaurant. It was a little after Six, so the crowds were starting to come in, and Karen stood, by thedoor, looking around, hoping to spot Jon. She looked around at the different waitreses. All of them were wearing the same uniform she had wished up for Jon only a few minutes ago. She thought one of them had to be Jon, so she was looking for the one with short brown hair, but alas, all she saw were long haired waitresses. She knew Jon had wished himself up a pair of breasts, so it was no use looking for a flat chested waitress, as they were all very boxom. She was wondereing if Jon had made more wishes on the bus, and she was very worried, when someone broke her train of thought.
"Miss? Hello, Miss?" the pretty waitress before her said. Karen came to her senses, and cracked a weak smile in response.
"Oh... sorry... I was thinking..." Karen squeaked.
"Oh, Yeah." The waitrress responded, vapidly. "I do that sometimes too... But, ah, do you want to be seated?" she suggested pointing to a table.
"Yes... Please." Karen said defeated. The waitress walked karen over to the table and handed her a menu. Karen smiled in thanks.
"Your waitress will be with you shortly." the waitress said as she walked off. karen noticed the table full of men sitting next to her all turn to watch the waitress walk past them. Karen felt sick at the display of sexism here. She wondered what kind of woma would degrade herself like this. Useing her body to try and make a living, this was only a step below stripping, she thought to herself, when again someone snapped her back to her senses.
"Karen!" a girlish voice said. Karen looked around to see another very beautiful girl.
She stood there, almost posing in her tight orange shorts, and her breasts pushing out at her tight shirt. Her Long Red hair fell about her shoulders sexily, and her face was that of a princess. She looked very attractive, and Karen felt a small twinge of jealousy. Even though karen knew that she herself was quite attactive, this girl almost oozed sex. She seemed very sensual, and Karen thought to herself, if she ever considered being with a woman, it would be this woman.
"Karen, what are you doing here?" The girl asked. Karen stared at her, how did she know my name, Karen thought.
"Karen, you know I'm not supposed to have viitors... you're gonna get me in trouble." The girl said again. Karenwas sure she didn't know the girl... and then she thought, could it be? No... It couldn't... could it?
"J-Jon?" Karen almost wispered.
"Duh." The girl said happily "Who else would I be?"
"Oh, Jon... what the Hell have you done to yourself?" Karen said, desperately.
"Look, Karen... I'm working... Here, uh, Let me finish with my table, and then, I'll take a break." Jon said with a sexy smile. Karen only nodded slightly in response as Jon walked sexily over to the table full of men next to her, and started to flirt. Jon was flirting with men... and he... or she now, was good at it. Karen saw the one man, put his hand on Jon's ass, and Jon just gave the man a sly smile, to which the man gave an apprecitive squeaze. Karen could hardly beleive her eyes.
She was watching her best friend, who less than an hour ago was a boy, Flirt with a table full of men for a good tip. Jon had brought her a Diet soda and a plate of fries before going over to another table full of men and doing the same. It was more than half an hour before Jon had decided to take her break. Karen sipped her soda and hadnt touched her fries as she watched Jon flaunt his stuff, so to speak, and take in quite a pretty penny in tips when the men were done. Jon sat down across from Karen, and sat as any woman would.
"So, why you here Karen?" Jon said bubbly.
"Jon, what the Hell have you done to yourself?" Karen asked matter of factly.
"What do you mean Karen?" Jon asked innocently.
"Damnit Jon! I know you used the stone, and you made wishes, just tell me what you did so I can help put things right!" Karen demanded.
"How do you know I used the rock?" Jon said, sure that Karen wouldn't know he had made wishes because she was out of earshot of any wishes he may have made.
"Jon, you don't think, while I was in the other room, this morning, that I didn't use the rock to ensure that I'd remember how things were, in case something went wrong?" Karen assured him. Jon was a little taken aback, as he had hoped she wouldn't remember.
"Fine." Jon said defeatedly... "Fine... I made wishes, but who cares? I'm not hurting anyone." Jon said in his defence as he folded his arms under his impresive breasts. Karen noticed as he did this, and her eyes were drawn to his cleavage. She felt attracted, and she thought that Jon did look better like this, but she knew somewhere inside her that these feelings werent right, they weren't her.
"Jon, what did you do, Tell me every wish that you made, right now!" karen demanded again. Jon sat there, looking at karen across the table, unsure as if he should tell Karen, or not...
