Karyn wishes for confident outfits

She walked back to her mirror, her reflection showing her wearing the red latex dress. Again, she was caught off-guard by the way the outfit looked on her. Even without it being shined ('How do you even shine latex?' Karyn pondered idly) it was making her look, well, so hot.
And that was something entirely new to "frumpy tomboy Karyn".
The Stone was warm in her hand. She glanced at it. She opened her mouth, about to wish to know Jon's whereabouts, but then she took a breath and felt the latex tight around her breasts and another thought hit her.
"I wonder what else I could wear?" She whispered. In the mirror her silhouette beckoned to possibilities she had denied herself. "I wish this wardrobe was full of outfits that made me feel confident, sexy, and fitted me just how this dress feels on me."
And in that flash, the red dress that was Jon Gibson, moaned in pleasure.