(Author's Note: This episode was previously, for the most part, written by DocLock, with some minor errors fixed.)
Sara started moving towards the store, crouching and making sure to use the cars to block the line of sight.
As she did, one of her fellow protesters, Caroline, started to walk over. "Hey, what are you doing?"
She tried to tell Caroline to go back and hide, but before she could, a beam of light shot from the store, and hit Caroline in the chest, and her look and outfit began to shift. Soon, Caroline's socks had become striped stockings, her clogs turned to strapped heels, and her skirt and blouse became tight latex versions of themselves and shortened, as her chest was pushed up by a new sexier bra underneath. Part of Caroline's hair morphed to form a straight cut of bangs while the rest of her hair evened out at just above her shoulders, then her make-up became stronger and sexier.
Sara stared in horror as Caroline pouted at her, and then said "You girls need to get laid," while rubbing her hands across her body and looking Sara up and down. Caroline licked her lips and started clicking towards the store, as Sara resumed her slow progress.
"I have got to stop this ... somehow," Sara said. "Before it spreads any further."
Meanwhile, inside the store, the owner was welcoming the new converts, and directing them towards his sinful wares. He looked at his original customers and noted that the girls would probably benefit from slutification. Or at least he would benefit from their increased sexual needs ...
John drove in his car, worried what would happen if his orb granted any world-shifting wishes. While it had infinite energy, it also had limited influence, so it might not be able to directly change the universe. But if it created a tool or (god help him) a toolmaker, then it could quickly get out of hand ...
He shouldn't have given it the ability of flight.
And above it all, the orb, in its obliviousness to the moral and ethical implications of wish-granting, bobbed up and down happily above the parking lot.
