Karyn picked up the salt shaker and sprinkled Jon with it.
In barely any time at all, Jon changed. Even through the shirt he wore, Karyn could see his new athletic physique.
"Still can't find it?" Karyn asked.
Jon stood up. He had a shorter haircut, almost a buzzcut. "Sorry, babe. Still can't find it." He paused for a moment. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Huh? Just admiring your looks."
"Yeah, you and everyone else. But I guess that's what happens when you're a jock. Not that I'm complaining, though. I'd rather look like this than like some average scrawny kid."
Karyn smiled. "I totally agree." It was strange, but apparently Jon didn't notice that anything was different. She began to wonder if Jon had used the salt on her, as she couldn't remember. Although, she did have a vague impression of something, like a dream that was slipping from her memory. Something about wearing black ... she couldn't remember.
"Is it getting hot in here or is it just me?" Jon asked, smiling and pulling off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. Then, he proceeded to take off his pants.
Karyn smiled even more. This was exactly the kind of person she always wanted Jon to be. Sexy, athletic, and not afraid to engage in sexual activities.
"What about the stone?" Karyn asked.
"We'll look for it later. Now come on, babe. Get those clothes off."
