Jon decided that it was time for him to take control of the situation. And that meant getting the hell out of there, before he made even more of a mess of things. He had already turned his entire family into sex-obsessed babes. Who knew what they would become if he stuck around?
But first thing was first. He had to get the wishing stone. With that, everything would be easier to take care of. He rolled off the bed and onto the floor. He was so sore right now, he couldn't even just get out of bed normally. Then he reached under his bed. He had a secret hiding spot near the wall where he put the things he didn't want his parents to find out about. He felt around for the wood box that held the stone, then pulled it out from underneath his bed.
Jon sighed with relief, sitting on the floor up against his bed. Now maybe he could deal with this bizarre situation.
He opened the box.
