Karyn was busy rolling around on Jon's bed, laughing uproariously, while Jon tried to cover his body with his hands, embarrassed beyond belief.
"They're just clothes!" Jon said, his voice sounding whinier than he had intended, "I still have her powers, and I can always change!"
Karyn didn't respond. Instead she kept guffawing. Jon, in a huff, crossed to his closet and opened the sliding door. His eyes widened, his jaw dropped. Instead of his regular clothes, Jon found a closet stuffed to the brim with outfits that he wouldn't have found himself caught dead in prior to his wish. Power-suits with plunging neck-lines and short skirts, sun dresses with miles of cleavage, leather miniskirts...
On the floor, every piece of footwear was equipped with a high-heel, even the sneakers.
Jon back away from the closet and ran to his dresser. Inside he found bras, panties, lingerie, bikinis, short-shorts, all outfits that he'd either seen on Power Girl in the comics, or he'd imagined her in during his night-time fantasies.
"Kara!" Jon heard his mother calling from the hallway outside his room, "What's all the racket up there? I thought you and Karyn were working on homework!"
Without realizing he was doing it, Jon's eyes focused in a way they had never done before, and looked through the wall. He'd found his x-ray vision! He was so shocked that he quickly forgot that his mother had called him by a name that wasn't his own. Jon didn't have time to revel in the discovery, however, as his new power showed him that his mother was making her way to the door.
"Shit," Jon said between his teeth, "I can't let her see me in my costume!"
With super speed, Jon moved faster than Karyn's eyes could see, stripping out of his Power Girl outfit and threw on what he imagined would be an appropriate outfit for studying with Karyn, using the clothes that he had on hand.
By the time the door to his room opened, Jon was sitting on his bed next to Karyn, a book on his lap, dressed in a tight pencil skirt and low cut blouse. His mother poked her head in the room and smiled at the two.
"Kara," she said, smiling, "I know you two are good friends, but you two have exams this week. I need you to knuckle-down and study!"
It was then that Jon noticed what his mother had called him. He found himself extremely shocked, not only about his name, but also about the ease he had allowed himself to get dressed in the outfit he now wore. Staring at his mother dumbly, Jon opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
"Sorry, Mrs. Madison," Karyn piped in, calming down enough to realize what was going on, "We'll work harder."
"Thank-you, Karyn," Jon's mother looked relieved, "At least one of you still has some sense." She paused and looked at her son. "Honestly, Kara, I don't see how you can get any studying at all when you're half-dressed. Show some decency and put on a bra!"
