Karyn found in front of herself a jar that looked a lot like a Tang jar, but it was pink, not orange or green.
She read the label. "Lesbian powder. Sold only to those 18 and older. Odorless and tasteless, dissolves in water. A dose of this powder turns any person into a lesbian. Lasts anywhere from a few minutes to a few days depending on the dosage; however, if a man is changed, and becomes pregnant, he will not change back until the pregnancy ends."
There was a chart showing that a teaspoon was about six hours, but it could be diluted.
While reading the label, Karyn felt someone's breath on the back of her head, and when she turned, heard a scream. She fell down in shock.
But the scream wasn't that loud. It only seemed loud because Jon had crept up on her and yelled at her about an inch from her ear.
"Karyn..." he said.
"You heard!" she yelled.
"You're a thief."
"I'm not a thief! I had to sneak in because I just couldn't tell you why I wanted to use the stone...."
"It's okay, Karyn, I always suspected, but I never told anyone. You like me a lot, but you'd never go out with me. Guys always joke about girls who won't go out with them being lesbians but I wondered if it was really true."
"We can change that," said Karyn. "I will go out with you... if you'll take some powder."
"I, uh.... I don't know! It's so strange and besides I'd have to take it every time."
"But it's just a couple of seconds," said Karyn. "I want to see how pretty you are when you're a girl."
"I'll, uhh, strongly consider it, but... do you realize what you just did?"
"What did I do? The powder is safe, nothing's wrong."
"Karyn, the stone makes it be as if the wish was always true. So Lesbian Powder always existed."
"So Lesbian Powder always existed."
"For twelve dollars at Wal-Mart," continued Jon.
"For... what?"
Jon pointed to a price sticker on the jar. "Karyn, it's expensive, but it's not so expensive that lots of people can't get it. There are probably people slipping it into each other's drinks... parties where there's a special bowl of punch labelled 'lesbian punch'... mothers who want to raise a boy as a girl and put the powder in their orange juice every day so they grow up as a girl... I bet people even bake this stuff into brownies."
"Oh, that isn't that bad," said Karyn.
"We'll see," said Jon. "I bet that at the party after school today, someone's going to have a bowl of lesbian punch."
"That's great!" said Karyn.
"What?"
"Don't you get it, Jon? We can go to the party and drink the punch there. Nobody will suspect I'm really a lesbian. They'll just think the punch did it! Maybe I should wish that they have some, just to be sure...."
