Jon tugged at the thong beneath his jeans. It was pink and lacy. He shuddered at the amount of detail Karyn had over him. Jon began to realize that maybe his last wish was a bad idea.
"Okay, Karyn," Jon said, "maybe you should just cool it."
"My name is Kyle, remember? Anyway, don't worry. You know I'm not going to hurt you. And I should probably tell you that I can control your mind, too."
"What? How?"
"Well, my wish was about changing your clothes and your body, and since the brain is part of the body, and the mind exists within the brain, changing the brain can change the way you think. It's really not much more complicated than giving you that thong."
"I don't really want you messing with my mind," Jon said. Somehow, he wasn't sure he believed Karyn. But he wasn't really in any place to challenge her.
"Sorry, you don't have much of a choice. Tell me, what's your favorite color."
When Jon heard this, he felt a bristling of confidence. There's no way she can mess with my mind. I just need to say what I really think. I've got her.
"Pink, of course," Jon said. "See? It didn't work."
"I guess not," Karyn said. Jon thought she sounded sarcastic, but dismissed the notion as silly. "But, are you really sure about that?"
"Of course, silly. Pink's, like, always been my favorite color. Why else would I be wearing a pink thong? Or this totally cute pink skirt?"
Karyn... or Kyle... or whoever admired Jon, now completely adorned with pink from the waist down, not even realizing what was going on. Then Kyle had another idea.
"I know you like pink. What else do you like?"
"Well, duh. You know I just love ballet. I mean, I do have to be at practice soon. That's why I'm wearing my leotard, tutu, and tights. So will you drive me to practice, mommy? Ashley said she'll let me borrow her barbie and Brooke wants to come over after and play house. Can we play, mommy?"
Karyn tried her best to not laugh at Jon's ridiculous outfit, and that he now thought of himself as a little girl and Karyn as her mommy. She wondered what else she could do...
