Playing with Jon this way was almost TOO easy. Mikey had another idea.
"Would you like to see some of my other handy work, Jon?" He asked.
"Not really." Jon mumbled while continuing to play with rubber breasts.
"Too bad." Mikey concentrated and slowly turned Jon into Ashley, the cheerleader.
Jon's hands were still on his breasts as they turned from rubber to flesh; he pulled them away with his mind now restored, "Mikey, you've got to put an end to this. Turn me back into me. Turn everyone back to normal."
"I'll make a deal with you. Catch me, and I'll change everyone back!"
"That easy? What's the catch?"
"No catch. Just give me a five second head start."
"Okay, 1...2..."
As Jon counted, Mikey casually walked a few feet away.
"4...5..." Jon continued, "Here I come."
Despite Mikey's close proximity, Jon tried to run, but even the slightest breeze seemed to push strongly against him. Trying to run didn't help matters, the attempted speed just made him bounce back. Jon tried walking slowly to Mikey, but Mikey just skipped a little bit ahead.
Ashley's body, the body Jon currently had, might have looked like an average cheerleader, but it had the physics of a balloon, making chasing Mikey quite difficult.
