Jon watched in horror, as the loudest, drunkest, ugliest, and smelliest group of men he had ever seen came crashing into the house. They didn't bother with the front door, they busted it clean off the hinges. The girls began squealing with delight at the sight of their new boyfriends, and started dancing around and taking their clothes off.
Stunned by all of this, Sarah turned three shades of white as her house was quickly becoming trashed by this rowdy group of deviants. She still had the stone, but just stared open mouthed at all the chaos around her.
Jon thought, "Well this is as good a chance as any to rush her and get the rock."
Just as he stood up and began to make his charge at Sarah, strong hands gripped him on the shoulders, turning him around instantly.
"There you are slutbag. I was lookin' all over for you," a big burly man with a beard and a long scar down the side of his face said, as he bent down and gave Jon the most forceful french kiss he ever had.
Jon knew he should have been puking or fighting, or anything, but the effect of the wish took over, and Jon began to kiss him back passionately. He suddenly knew that this big primates name was Scar, and that he had been Scar's bitch for the last 6 months.
But even though the wish was strong, a part of Jon still remained coherent, and formed a plan. It took all of his willpower, but he somehow managed to push himself away from Scar long enough to make a sad face.
Scar looked down at his little slutbag, with a puzzled look on his face.
"What's wrong cuntlips???"
Jon looked up at Scar, making eye contact and trying his best to look seductive.
"Would you do me a teensy weensy favor Scar?"
"What kind of favor?" Scar grunted.
"It's nothing really, just the simplest of things," Jon cooed. "Do you see that blonde girl over there? She took something of mine. It's a rock. It's my good luck charm. Could you go get it for me?"
Scar looked over at the blonde, and back to Jon.
"Can I knock the fuck out of her when I take that rock from her?" he laughed. "If I'm going to rob her, I want to hurt her to."
"I insist on it baby. You are so big and strong. Get the rock, and I'll give you a big reward."
Scar waded through the crowd, and snuck up behind Sarah. He rared back, and punched her hard in the back of her head, sending her tumbling forward. She was out cold.
"Dumb Cunt," thought Scar, as he picked up the stone. "I wonder what is so special about this damn thing anyway. I wish I knew."
And suddenly he did.
"Hmmm," Scar said aloud to no one in particular. "This party just got interesting."
