:"What? Change me?!" Jon screamed from his prison, his mouth forming a big O and his expression painted with an unsettling mix of joy, which was totally opposite to what he actually wanted to convey. "You can't change me, I need to undo this... But damn it! I can’t undo it, and I didn't set a time limit! I'm stuck like some damn sex toy!" His screams and complaints were muffled in his own mind.
"Karyn, remember that thing is unpredictable, and you’ve got to be super specific. It's permanent," Zoe said, looking just a bit nervous about what might happen.
"Relax, I got this," Karyn replied, taking a deep breath before starting to speak. "I wish for the sex doll on my best friend Zoe Gibson’s bed to change into something that can be used as a completely customizable decoration."
She finished speaking.
"Completely customizable?" Zoe raised an eyebrow before a strange glow engulfed Jon.
"Damn," Jon muttered to himself.
