“Jon honey, what would you like for dinner, a bunch of little burritos or one big burrito?” his mom yelled up to him, scaring both Jon and Karyn and making him regret trying to do this while his parents were home after all.
And almost on reflex, Jon yelled back, “One big burrito!” His eyes went wide as he suddenly realized what he had just done. A few seconds later, unable to support his new body, lacking any arms or legs, Jon fell backwards onto his flour tortilla backside.
“Wow, Jon,” Karyn said with a blush. “I can’t believe how hot you are.” And then she began playfully nibbling on him.
“Oh no Karyn, don’t eat me!” Jon said, helpless to do anything. He was just a big burrito with a human face after all.
“Can you think of something else you want me to do with you instead then? Maybe put some hot sauce on you?” Karyn asked as seductively as she could.
This night was going very wrong, very fast.
