"I wish I had a device that allowed me to turn anyone I want into a slut that would be forced to engage in slutty activities, while retaining their original memories."
After Jon said that, an odd-looking gun appeared on his bed. It looked kind of like something from an old 50's movie serial. He picked it up.
"Turn someone into a slut? Are you serious?" Karyn asked, truly astonished that someone like Jon would even want to make something like this.
"Sure I'm serious."
"But why? Jon, this isn't like you. I didn't know you were such a per ..." She stopped when she saw him turn the gun on her. "Jon, what are you doing?"
"Seeing if it works? You know, Karyn. This gun won't just make you look like a slut. It'll also make you act like one. Soon you'll be engaging in all kinds of slutty activities. Stripping, porn movies, nude modeling, prostitution, and plain old fucking. And you'll always know that you shouldn't be acting like that but have no choice but to go along with it."
"You can't! Jon, stop this right now! It's not funny!" Karyn yelled.
Jon smiled. "I can't wait to see what you're like as a slut, Karyn," he said, ignoring her pleas, as he gripped the "slut machine".
