When Jon entered his mother's room, he saw a stack of magazines on her bed. Jon recognized them instantly; it was his porn collection. Jon gulped. This had something to do with his collection, but what?
"You thought that I didn't know about this, didn't you?" his mom demanded.
Jon nodded, unable to speak. He didn't think his mom would flip out this much over some porn.
"Well, worm," said his mom. "Since you so enjoy viewing girls as objects, I thought you could use a little adjustment in your perspective. I'm going to make you understand just what its like to be a girl and get treated like an object yourself." Suddenly, Jon's mom pulled out a syringe full of some odd looking liquid. She jabbed it in his arm and pushed down on the plunger. Jon suddenly felt tired. The last thing that he heard before he passed out was his mother's evil laughter.
