Meanwhile, Jon was not having a good time. Ever since both Mikey and Tommy had fled, Jon's day had gone downhill. First came the underwear, and while she secretly wanted to see the pink bra and panties on Karyn, she didn't want to see it on herself.
"Why?! Why don't we reverse the wish and say that the 'disease' has run it's course?" Jon squeaked.
"We wished for this disease to only affect you, your brother and his friend. I don;t think it's a good idea to mess with it any further and that you should wait it out, Amber" Karyn said.
"Don't call me that!" Jon protested.
"Would you prefer me saying it, or being at home, listening to your jerk of a 'sister'. I'll help you adjust, starting with some support. Put them on" Karyn said, tossing to Jon the underwear.
"Why do you have these?" Jon/Amber demanded. While she didn't want to admit it, she knew she had to wear them as her back was feeling uncomfortable.
"What do you think?" Karyn said as Jon put on the bra. Of course it was sized for Karyn's larger bust.
"It doesn't fit" Jon protested.
"I'll fix it" Karyn said. A wish later, Karyn handed Jon some breast forms.
"What?! You want me to wear those things?! Why not resize the bra?" Jon squeaked.
"Seeing the nature of that thing, I don't want to run the risk of you repeating my mistake. Trust me, Amber. A lot of girls wear them" Karyn said as she slid the extra padding into Amber's bra.
An hour later, Jon got a even worse surprise from Karyn's mother. She started to call her 'Amber' as well.
"Don't call me that!" Jon/Amber protested.
"Oh! I just spoke with your mom and she said that you wanted to be called that" Mrs Black said, confused by Jon's intense outburst.
"Sorry. I'm just not used to this. You have no idea..." Jon said, though inwardly she was fuming. The moment she returned to Karyn's room, Jon exploded.
"That little bastard" Jon yelled.
"What has he done now, Amber-girl?" Karyn asked.
Jon didn't answer. Instead she seized her stone and said, "I wish mom will give Mikey a full makeover to get him used to his upcoming change."
The worst thing was to come. Just after 6 pm, someone knocked on Karyn's bedroom door. Thinking it was her mom, Karyn opened it and instantly recoiled in disbelief. It was Sarah.
"Sarah?" Karyn stammered. She wondered what was going on. Both she and Sarah mutually despised each other, yet Sarah was standing by her bedroom door, smiling. It wasn't a contemptuous smile, or a forced smile. It was a genuine, warm and friendly smile. It creeped Karyn out.
"Karyn. The girls and I have been talking..." Sarah started talking in a non bitchy, un-Sarah like manner. Karyn wasn't listening, instead focusing on the two uniforms the normally alpha-bitch was carrying.
