Jon smiled wickedly in a way that reminded Sarah of her mother. "I guess there can't be two people like you around."
"What...what do you mean?"
"Go look at yourself," Jon told her.
Sarah looked down, and saw...her feet, in a pair of sneakers. Her breasts were of average size, and her clothes...She hurried to a mirror. She wasn't drop-dead gorgeous anymore! Sure, she was pretty, but she looked like any other girl at school. There was nothing distinctive about her.
"Really messed up, didn't you?"
