Jon hadn't noticed it, but when Karyn left, she took the stone with her. She thought she could use it for advice on what she could do about Jon's situation.
She thought about it until the small hours of the night and then just fell asleep. She wanted to use the stone as least as possible (since a lot of things could go wrong when using it, as she was painfully aware), but when she awoke the next morning, she felt like she had no choice. She had thought all night about what to do, but came up with nothing.
She figured that if she at least knew whether these six girls were created by the pencil or not, she could know how to proceed.
"I wish I knew who Jon's six harem girls are," she said. The stone glowed and her eyes went wide.
One of Jon's harem girls giggled and crawled over her master, her naked breasts caressing Jon's chest. "Wake up, Master," she said, giggling some more. "It's morning."
The girl resting her head on the side of Jon's chest was still peacefully asleep. She was dreaming of new ways to please her master. He seemed to be unhappy and depressed the previous night. She wanted to help him any way she could.
Suddenly, Jon's bedroom door flew open and Karyn stumbled inside. Jon awoke immediately.
"Jon, don't you know who those girls are?" Karyn asked.
"What?" Jon asked, still trying to get his bearings.
"The pencil didn't create them," she said. "It took real girls and turned them into your sex slaves!"
"What are you talking about?"
The girl who had been peacefully sleeping next to Jon suddenly squirmed awake. "Master, what's going on?"
"See her?" Karyn asked. "She's ..."
