...and it was back to the super-slutty version of Christina Aguilera, complete with all the makeup and jewelry, although she retained the clothes, shoes, and hairstyle she'd had as Madonna.
"Huh, I guess it actually did change reality," Jon suggested. "It thinks you're naturally supposed to look like Christina."
"No fucking kidding," spat Karyn, looking down at herself and touching the points on her cone-shaped bra. "Can't you do something with that fucking rock?"
"I don't know," said Jon. "You created the karaoke machine with the rock, so it might not be able to reverse anything the machine did. I guess I could wish to know exactly what changed."
"I think I'm cussing 'cause of that Eminem shit," suggested Karyn, and then she noticed something over Jon's shoulder. "Holy shit!" she exclaimed.
"What?" Jon turned around to look behind him, and he noticed it, too.
