Walking down the hall to his room, Jon recalled how lucky he was to land a girlfriend like Karyn McMillan. It had always been his fantasy to have a girlfriend just like her ... a total bimbo. Other girls, they could keep their intelligence. Karyn was the one for him. Ditzy, only thinking of fashion, beauty, and sex. She was perfect. And she had the perfect body too. Those breasts and hair that she wished up when he showed her the stone made her even better. Reddish-brown hair and small boobs just didn't fit her bimbo personality. Now, she was the stereotypical bimbo ... blonde hair and big boobs.
She was the perfect girlfriend. And he hoped very soon, the perfect wife.
Jon opened the door to his bedroom and walked in, seeing Karyn looking at herself in the mirror, with a disappointed and worried look on her face.
"Karyn? What's wrong?" he asked her.
