"You know Jon while it is fun visiting the Wild West I think we need to have more fun..... you know with the rock."
"Karyn, I'm game as long as we don't change the past." Jon leaned forward eager to hear her idea.
"I've got this pack of cards, suppose we play a game with a few magical consequences." Ken shifts uncomfortably in his chair.
"Karyn you know you're squirming." he asks solicitously.
"It's.... doing stuff." She nodded her head down at her new crotch.
"Perhaps you'd be happier as a woman after all." Jon suggests. The madam arrives back at the table and gives the two men their bowls of soup.
"So shall I ask my ladies to expect company later tonight?" she smiled as she pimped out her girls.
"Yes, but just one girl thank you." Ken answers while Jon looks to the floor while searching for a polite way to say no.
"Do you have a particular girl in mind?"
Ken turns in his seat, admiring the ladies as they drape themselves over the balcony looking as sexy as they can.
"I'll take the petite girl with the midnight dark hair." Ken says rubbing his chin. He is a little startled to discover his stubble. However he tries not to look to surprised.
The madam walks away happy to have more business booked for later on.
"As I was saying", she grabs the rock. "I wish we would play a card game, and with each hand that was lost the loser would become more feminine, until either of us is a girl. When the winner becomes fully male if they aren't already."
The rock emits an eerie green glow and becomes dull again.
"Now wait a minute, Kary... Ken. I didn't agree to that." Jon gets flustered.
"Don't be such a sissy my dear, just because I didn't enjoy being a woman here doesn't mean you won't." She grabs Jon's chin forcefully, "I think there may be a beautiful woman in there, somewhere."
Jon scowls and knocks Ken's hand away. "Don't pout my beauty." Ken teases.
"You haven't won yet, you might just end up the cowgirl, my dear." Jon's voice shakes as he challenges his friend.
"Okay that's more like it, Bring it on!!" Ken deals them each a hand.
The image of how he could end up haunted Jon as he looked over his cards, trying to keep a poker face, while Ken smiled openly at the cards he had.
