"To be a doll again," Karyn softly announced. Then she looked at the floor, her face red.
"What? You want to be a ... toy? Why?" Jon was amazed that she'd ever want to repeat that experience.
"Well, it... those two days, it took away all the stress. I felt light as air... literally." She giggled, then continued. "I didn't have to worry about anything, I didn't have to be responsible, I could just... be your doll. I mean, we'll make it so it doesn't change how I think, this time. If it did last time. I'm still not sure. But I'd like to try it again, and I'd like to stay that way for a while."
Jon looked puzzled, digesting this. "I guess I can see that. You did seem very, I don't know, peaceful? But how will you go to school if you're a walking doll?"
Karyn nodded, having already thought this through. "Well, we'll wish that my skin is very realistic plastic. So nobody can tell by looking. They've already stopped talking about how my face is like this, so I don't care if people think I'm a little weird."
He nodded. "If you're sure..." Jon wasn't sure what to feel about this; it seemed strange, but exciting at the same time. He stood up.
"Wait."
"Wait?"
"We should write it down first," Karyn explained. "We make too many mistakes, we need to start being more careful with this thing."
"Oh.. right." Jon took a spiral notebook out of his backpack and sat back down. He wrote, quickly, "I wish that, until she decides otherwise, Karyn will be a living doll, with her mind functioning exactly as it always has in her normal human form, able to walk around but made of hollow, hard plastic that looks like very realistic human skin." He showed it to her.
She gestured for the pencil, and made a few changes. She replaced "walk" with "move", and "she decides" with "I decide." Then she handed the book back to him. "Okay, I guess you can make the wish now."
He looked at her strangely. "Why'd you do that? You don't want to be able to change yourself back?"
She shook her head. "It would ruin the effect if I knew I could change back any time. I don't want it to be under my control. But I also don't want a time limit, so... Like I told you last time, I trust you. Go ahead and read it."
Jon stood up, facing Karyn, the notebook in his hands. He met her eyes one more time, searching them, to be sure she really wanted this.
"And Jon?"
"Yes, love?"
"Don't let yourself get messed up if something interrupts like it always seems to! This is important."
He nodded in agreement. "Okay. I wish that nothing will interrupt me while I read this next wish." He glanced around, nervously, as if expecting someone to burst into the room at any moment. Seeing nobody, he continued, reading the entire wish exactly as it was written. When it was over, he looked up at Karyn, to see the changes.
