It was John, looking slightly disoriented and half unprepared. His jacket was undone, despite the cool morning breeze and his shoes were only half tied. His bag hung open over one shoulder as he knelt down next to her to help her stand, "Karen? You OK? You were acting so odd, I was worried." he began to help his friend up.
It was then that Karen lost it. John was always so kind to her. He cared about her and he had for a long time. She had considered, before she knew she was a lesbian, that he was major boyfriend material. His kind face and amazingly deep eyes hid a passionate soul that she could relate to on so many levels.
"Karen...earth to Karen." John waved his hand before the young woman's eyes, "Hey, you in there! What did Sarah do to you." he paused, "Karen, please..don't cry. Whatever she said, we can get revenge on her. I still have the stone after all..."
"John...I'm so....confused. I don't know what to do...but I guess I have to try." she looked deeply into his eyes and leaned forward.
John felt Karen's grasp tighten about his body even as her lips touched his.'Whoa...' he thought, 'I always heard that she might be a lesbian...I guess not.' he began to return the kiss.
Karen fleetingly toyed with the idea of controlling the transformation with her tongue, but decided against it. She wanted John to still be John, just a lesbian John...that she desperatly hoped would return the feelings she hoped that he had harbored but that she could not. She began to feel John's body grow softer as she held the kiss. His flesh felt silky and smooth, almost putty-like as it flowed in her arms. She could feel the other girls hair grow steadily longer, draping down over the arm she had wrapped firmly over the now smaller shoulders and along the girls back. Finally Karen felt the changes ending in John and stepped back to see what she had become.
What stared back at her was a vision of loveliness. The girl had deep grey eyes that she could lose herself in. She had hair like foxfur, red and wonderful (very close, she noted, to the color she herself had sported until her ill-fated wish). She had a good mouth and nose, though they still reminded her so much of John's smile that she could still see him in his face. Her chest looked to be a medium C Cup, just enough to hold in her hand without being overly large (as she now considered hers to be). She was dressed sensibly in a jacket and long skirt that Karen could see hugged some lovely curves on her lower half, "karen?" The new girl asked.
Karen blushed, "Sorry...I shouldn't have done that." Karen noticed that the girls lips were painted the same as hers were now.
'No...it's OK Karen. I mean, I like you and all..but this is so sudden. I mean I don't want to lose your friendship or anything...but I can't have this."
"What do you mean..."Karen asked, her heart in her throat, "I thought...maybe you liked me the way I liked you."
The girl looked shocked, "Karen, as sure as my name is Allyson I am not a lesbian.I mean, come on, I've been dating Ben for..what...almost a year now. And you know he and I...are...well, you know."
