Jon woke up feeling very strange; his face felt off, and as he ran his hand through his hair, it was much more sensitive, and his hair was much softer. And longer. A cheery Karyn held a mirror up to him, and Jon almost screamed as he saw the changes.
A pretty girl bearing a vague resemblance to him looked back, face made up, long brown hair in a high ponytail, thin arms and dainty hands, a skinny waist and the same breasts he'd given himself; he still felt the bra. Below the waist, though, he was himself. "What the hell did you do?!" His voice sounded unnaturally high to him, though it was by all accounts a "normal" girl's voice.
"You mean you can't see it? Come on, Jon, I thought you were smarter than that. Or should I say Joanna? Jane? You look sort of like a Joanna." Karyn smiled, putting the mirror back on the bedside table. "Here's the bright side. You can do me now. Just don't change yourself back at all! I made a little wish while you were out..."
Dread rose up in Jon, and he quietly asked, "What did you do?"
"Oh, I just made it so everyone knew we could change but didn't know how; no one freaks out much but they always recognize us." Karyn picked up the rock again, quickly saying, "I wish I was asleep for the next ten minutes."
A moment later, she was out, and Jon was stunned. Did she really trust him not to do something horrible after what she'd done to him? He grinned, setting himself to work with the box.
