Jon walked into the room. He looked around. Everything seemed the same.
Karyn stood up with a smug look on her face. "Figure it out genius!"
"I can't! Everything looks the same! We're till in Barbados."
"Okay... I'll give you a hint. I didn't change anything about our location or our environment."
Jon thought for a moment. The possibilities were endless. He walked over to a mirror in the hallway and examined himself. He hated looking at himself in the mirror but it was a requirement. Nevertheless, he checked himself out. He looked the same. He had on the same flower dress, the same cotton panties, and the same lipstick. He still had those three cumbersome boobs tucked inside his white tank top and he still had the same green eyes doused in purple eyeshadow. His hair was still up in a pony tail and he still had his sad smile.
Jon turned back around to Karyn who was on the ground laughing her ass off.
"I can't figure it out! What did you do?"
"JoN! Are you serious?"
"Yes! Now tell me what you did!"
Karyn stopped laughing and sat back up. "I turned you into a pin up girl with three boobs! DUH!"
"What? You mean... you mean... I haven't always been like this?"
Tears suddenly welled up in Jon's eyes. Karyn saw this and grew silent.
"Jon! What's wrong?"
"SIXTEEN YEARS KARYN! For sixteen years I have been an object of humiliation! All the boys at school have continuously made fun of me because I was born with three breasts! My life has been HELL! And now you tell me that it was all because of a wish! Karyn... I've been so sad my whole life because of these fucking tits! How could you do that to me?"
Suddenly Jon became angry. His eyes were glassy and his face had become red and puffy. He was a mess. Karyn ran to him but he shoved her away.
"Get away from me," Jon screamed, "you were never my friend! You're just like everyone else! I have always been outcast and now I know why! Because of you! My so called FRIEND! Do you know what it's like being an object of sexual interest AND A FREAK at the same time? Do you? DO YOU?!"
"Jon! It's the rock! I swear! Let me fix this! You've only been like this for two minutes!"
"Two minutes?! TWO MINUTES?! Try my ENTIRE LIFE! You know what Karyn, you've done enough!" Jon stormed over to the table and grabbed the rock. He held it up in his hand as a look of hate swirled through his eyes, "it's time to turn the tables." Karyn screamed.
"JON! DON'T!"
"SHUT UP KARYN! IT'S TIME FOR A MAKE OVER! YOU'RE GONNA BE SORRY YOU EVER MESSED WITH ME! YOU'RE GONNA BE SORRY! NOW WHAT SHOULD I CHANGE? YOUR BODY... OR YOUR MIND?"
Karyn knew she had to stop him.
She charged at Jon, knocking over a chair in the process and stumbling forward.
As she fell towards the ground Jon quietly whispered into the rock,
and suddenly...
a white flash filled the room.
