Jon looked down at his new body. "Hey!" s/he cried, looking back up at Karyn, who had her hand over her mouth trying to keep from laughing out loud. "What's the big idea?"
Karyn took her hand away. "I just thought I would return the favor. You gave me a pair of big tits, so I gave you your own set. And I know how much you like looking at Playboy, so..."
"I think you've got it all wrong here," Jon told her. "If I remember correctly, you're the one that wished for big boobs. How come I'm getting the blame for it?"
"Because it was your rock," she told him. "Which reminds me. Here." She tossed her the stone. "Now, let's get this camp set-up...Joan!" She laughed at her own joke as she headed off to the car to get her gear.
Jon watched her carefully. "That's unfair, Karyn," she called after her, "and you know it. I wish I had that remote. Then, I'd teach you a lesson."
She felt the stone in her hand get hot, and a second later, something was in her other hand. She looked down and saw that she was holding the remote. She looked back up and saw Karyn looking at her now empty hand. The other girl turned back to face him with a look of panic.
"Don't you dare, Jon Donaldson!" she shouted. But Jon just grinned at her and began to type something into the keyboard on the remote. "No!" Karyn shouted, rushing to try and stop him. But before she could reach her, Jon pointed the remote in her direction, and pressed enter.
