"Qué pasa?" Jon asked.
"Hmm," Karyn said. "It might be a little hard if you two can't understand each other. But I don't want you to speak fluent English. Oh, I've got it! I wish that you would speak broken English, in addition to fluent Spanish."
Jon felt a little relieved. But it was barely noticeable. The horror of becoming an old Latino hooker dominated his mind (her mind, now).
Karyn laughed as she watched the boy morph into a Latino girl and age about thirty years, his clothes morphing as well, to match his new body and lifestyle.
The stranger, who thought he was helping Karyn by pulling Jon off of her, stood by with wide eyes. When Jon's transformation was complete, the man found the strength to speak up. "How is that possible?" he asked. "Does that stone have something to do with it?"
Karyn turned and glared at him. She felt that this guy was going to be a problem. Sure, he indirectly helped her get the stone back. But she could see it in his eyes. He wanted the power of the stone. And Karyn wanted to make sure no one but her ever had it.
"I wish ..."
