Lawn mower Jon

Against his will, Jon suddenly found himself standing and walking to the front door, leaving Karyn sitting on his bed with a confused look on her face. It was as if someone else was controlling his limbs.
When he arrived at the front door, he found himself face to face with his neighbor's sexy teenage daughter, Laura. She was a year older than Jon, with chocolate-brown hair, bright green eyes, and a figure that made Jon mentally drool. He would have fallen head over heels for Laura had he not been interested in Karyn.
"Well, I'll leave you two alone," said Jon's mom, who walked away.
"Hi Jon," Laura said, smiling. Jon forced himself to keep his eyes on her face and not her D-cup chest. "I'd have loved it if I could use you as my clothes," said Laura, "but unfortunately Daddy wants me to mow our lawn and, well, our mower just broke down, so..." She trailed off. Then she pointed her finger at Jon, who felt himself stiffen without warning. He dropped down on all fours, feeling his fingers and toes merge together. His body began to shorten and hollow out as his spine emerged from his back and turned into metal. It curved into a U-shape, becoming the mower's handle. His body turned pure white and floppy, becoming the mower bag. Jon's head expanded and grew heavy as it turned to metal. His mouth dropped to face downwards, while his eyes faced forward and his brain became the engine. His hands and feet rounded out to become wheels, and he could feel his throat widen to become the tube to his bag-body. Last of all, his teeth merged into four blades in the center of his mouth, all fastened together in the center. His head turned metallic red.
In front of Laura sat a standard lawnmower. "Thanks Jon," said Laura.