To while away the time, the two of them had just surfed the channels. Karyn's family only had basic cable, so the selection wasn't so great. Still, it was distracting enough that they were both genuinely surprised when the hour came up.
Joan set the remote aside, and both she and Karyn look at the clock. "Well, here it goes," Joan said. The hands of the clock on Karyn's wall seemed to clack together even more loudly than usual, and then the change happened with a light breeze that seemed to come from nowhere.
Both Joan and Karyn closed their eyes, not able to watch as whatever was happening happened. The moment passed, however, and Karyn was the first to open her eyes.
"Jon!" Karyn said. "You're back!"
Jon opened his eyes and looked down. He was back to wearing the t-shirt and khaki cargo shorts he had been when he came to Karyn's house, but there was still one thing left to check.
"Um, Karyn," he said quietly. "Could you . . ." He made a turning motion with his hand, indicating that he wanted her to look away.
"What? Oh, right! Sure." She closed her eyes and looked at a random spot on the wall while Jon walked back to the full-length mirror and eased his pants down. Rather than finding panties inside his shorts, he found boxers. That was one thing that was the way it was supposed to be, at any rate. It shouldn't have taken him as long as it did, but he eventually managed to open up his boxers and take a look at his equipment.
He had never been so glad to see his average-sized equipment in his life.
"Karyn, I'm back to normal!" Jon grinned like mad as he put his boxers and shorts back into place. "Everything is the way it's supposed to be."
"Oh, good." They turned to face each other and then rushed one another into a hug. "I'm sorry, Jon," Karyn said, hugging him tight. "That was a really mean thing for me to do."
"It's okay. Really." Jon gave her a squeeze and then eased away. "It's all over, now, right?"
"Looks that way, yeah. Now, let's put the st "“ " Karyn began before she was interrupted by a knock at the door. "Yeah?"
"Karyn, I need to talk to you for a second." It was Angie, Karyn's mom, and she went ahead and opened the door just like she always did.
When the two of them saw her, their jaws dropped. She looked almost nothing like what they had expected to see. Instead of her coal-black hair, it was an ashe-blonde that was a couple of shades away from Karyn's new hair color. Even more shocking was that she easily had E-cup breasts, still bigger than her daughter, as she had been before Karyn got her "growth spurt." The oddest part of the whole package was that she wasn't wearing a blouse and skirt like usual, but instead a baby-doll T and some beat-up jeans.
"Just wanted to let you know that your laundry's in the drier, okay? I don't want you leaving it in there all week, like you did last time."
"O-okay, Mom," Karyn said, still staring. Angie stepped into the room with a smile and gave Karyn a quick hug. Neither Jon nor Karyn could miss how the two ladies' huge breasts mashed together between them.
"That's my girl," Angie said. "You too be good!" She waved and then stepped back out of the room. Jon and Karyn looked at each other and couldn't find anything to say.
