"You see, this would have been a better popularity wish than breasts and hair. If you wished for this, the guys would be all over you and you could just decide to stop wearing it if you wanted," Jon said.
"And you think I want guys to see me as a mere sex object?!" Karyn said, shocked. "I wanted to be seen as attractive and popular, not just as something fuckable. I should just throw this bottle out."
Karyn reached over and tried wrenching the bottle out of Jon's hands, but Jon's grip on it was firm. Then, after continuing to try to forcefully yank it from his grasp, the bottle flew out of their hands and landed about fifteen feet away, splashing all over the person who stood there.
"Oh great!" Jon said. "See what you did?"
"What I did?" Karyn asked. "You were the one who was holding the flask really tight." She paused, looking at him. "Jon? Jon, are you okay?"
But Jon wasn't listening. He was leering at the person who got splashed with the potion. Karyn looked over and saw who got splashed. It was ...
