Jon's eyes creak open early in the morning. A glance at his clock tells him it's far earlier than he needs to wake up, and with a huff he rolls over and sprawls out in his empty bed. Odd dreamy thoughts begin to drift through his mind, and in spite of himself he gently begins to rut against his bed.
"You dirty thing." Jon startles awake and sits up quickly. "was last night not enough for you?" He flusters as he wraps the blanket around himself. Karen is standing in his room, wearing nothing but her bra and panties, hands on her hips. Slowly the previous nights events begin to return to him.
"Karen! What... Last night..." His words hang in ambivalence, while she holds up a hand.
"I know. I... things got out of hand last night." She smirks. "Not that it wasn't fun." Jon blushes in return. "But it was still out of hand. We've got to figure out how to fix this. Find a way to fix this for everyone, not just me..." She sighs. "I just didn't want to lose my friend, and when I touched that tattoo..."
"You made another wish on me!" Jon quips angrily.
"Yeah... I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."
Jon sighs. "I can't believe you did that."He grumbles "but, I guess there's nothing we can do for now, we need to focus on what we can." He lowers the blanket, revealing his bare, hairless, dirty chest.
Karen titters. "Maybe, but first you need to take a shower." She tosses a towel at his head.
Catching it with his face Jon stammers. " You... I didn't... I couldn't help.."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah! I don't want to hear it!" She teases as she ushers him out of the door.
He showers quickly, and solemnly. While the water rushes over his body, he can't help but reflect on the previous night. Sure, it was intense, and there was no way he's really that submissive! ... but being intimate with Karen was fun, and if there was anyone he was comfortable with like that, it would be her. His odd contentment doesn't last as he squirts some shampoo into his hand and awkwardly begins to rub it into his hair with the flat of his fingers. Once again, the nails got in the way. He begins to massage his scalp with his long claws, and softly coos at how good, almost ticklish, it felt. Sure it wasn't what he wanted, but it was still nice... in an odd way. At least there was plenty of time to take them off before school started.
He met Karen back in his room. He was dressed in shorts and a T knotted above his tramp stamp (He didn't seem to be able to wear a regular T any other way. At least not willingly.), while Karen had put her own clothes back on. At the sight of another wet towel, it was clear she'd already washed before he woke. His heart leaps as she turns around holding the stone. "Karen! what are you doing?"
"Relax, silly, I'm just thinking."
Jon tries to snatch the stone from her hand, but she's too quick, and keeps it from him.
"Karen, if you're going to think, you can at least think without holding it. No more accidental wishes."
To Jon's chagrin, she puts in her pocket. "Fine, but first things first. I was awake a lot earlier than you, lazy bones, and I've been thinking. I don't want to lose my Jossie, but at the same time you don't want to lose your Karen... I think I can get that. So, I'll propose an ultimatum."
Jon immediately perks up as she continues. "If you wish to have this Jon's memories, then you can wish that I'll have your Karen's memories too." And just as quickly his heart plummets.
"Karen... that... fundamentally changes who I am. I can't wish that..."
She shakes her head in disappointment then responds. "But if you wish for me to have both memories that doesn't change me?"
Jon tenses up. "But this isn't really you!" She sighs in exasperation prompting him to continue. "But, I ... I guess I can see what you're saying." Her eyes meet his as they nod. "Maybe another time. I'll have to think about it."
She shrugs. "Well then I guess all there is to do now is try to fix this before school!"
