Karyn was waiting in the dining room for what felt to her to be over an hour. She was unconsciously snacking on the plate of fries that their friend Allen had brought her, and thinking about what had happened to Jon. It had been quite a while since Allen had taken Jon by the arm into the back room, and she hadn't seen him since. Allen was busy prancing his cute little ass around to the various tables, all who were filled with diners who didn't seem to mind that they were being served by buxom boys in girlish dresses.
Karyn had started to consider using the pencil to find out what happened to Jon, when a door at the back of the restaurant burst open, and a slim, girl with short brown hair and large breasts started to mince her way toward Karyn, unsteadily on her heels. It wasn't until the girl grabbed Karyn by the hand that she realized that it wasn't a girl at all, it was Jon!
"Karyn!" Jon squeaked "We've got to get the hell out of here!" his voice quivered as he pulled her by the arm.
"JON!?" Karyn was shocked. her best friend of 16 years had undergone a very drastic change. Gone was the boyish body she had known all her life, and in its place the body of what looked like a young girl, with large breasts and a pair of killer legs. Even his smell was different. She didn't have long to consider any of the changes that had assaulted her mind at this moment, because Jon was pulling her to her feet, and he looked scared.
"Come on!" he insisted, as he pulled her toward the exit. People were staring at them from around the restaurant. Karyn barely had the frame of mind to grab the pencil that was lying on the table in front of them as Jon pulled her out to the street.
"JON! What the hell is going on?" She asked, still taking in the lithe athletic body that held Jon's head on its shoulders. Jon was still dragging her down the street toward the bus stop, occasionally checking behind them, as if to make sure they weren't being followed. He was clearly freaking out.
"Karyn, they've trapped me in this body." he said softly, trying not to be overheard, and his voice was still trembling in fear. "And...." he trailed off.
"And what?" she begged.
"And he was controlling me!" Jon said shamefully. "I don't know how, but one minute, I'm standing there perfectly normal, well mostly.... And the next, I feel like a fucking stripper..." the fear in his voice was obvious, and it hurt Karyn to hear "I was dancing, and grinding, and I felt... good, Karyn. It felt right. We've got to get as far away from here as possible!"
Jon pulled her onto the bus, and it wasn't until they were safely in the back of the bus, seated, and the bus was moving down the street away from the restaurant that Jon seemed to relax a bit, and released Karyn's arm.
"Jon..." was all Karyn could say, as she saw Jon's face, he was on the verge of crying, he was so scared. Karyn couldn't think of anything else to do than to hug her friend, and try to console him until he calmed down a bit.
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A few blocks behind the two teens, their friend Allen, was clearing their table, thinking about how weird his friend Jon had acted as he left with Karyn. Allen didn't even notice as he cleared the note book paper that was on the table, into the garbage.
