Jon stared in horror as his mom started to rifle through the boxes. A baby! That wouldn't be good! He looked around and saw his baseball cap on the floor. A flash of insight later, and he had a plan.
"Mom, can I go up to my room real quick? I want to try something."
His mother was getting very frustrated, not being able to find a diaper. "Very well. We'll call you down when we finds something. Help me look, Karyn."
Jon walked out of the living room, quickly climbed the stairs, and sprinted to his room. It was just as messy as he left it. He stripped off Karyn's clothes and began changing into his own clothes. His body becan to change and by the time he'd put on the lastg sock, he was 16 and male. He smiled at his reflection for a momment, then frowned. How was he going to make this permenat? A single command from Karyn or his mom could undo this brilliant scheme.
Jon's mind raced. He looked frantically aroundd the room, searching for any germ of an idea. Then his eyes stoped roving. He grinned wide as his eyes fell upon...
