Karyn instructed the household computer to turn Jon into a human-sized talking Frog with usable hands while maintaining his current genitals and attire.
Jon started to protest, but found himself transformed.
Karyn savored the moment with a pleased expression on her face as Jon inspected himself.
"Ok. We're even now.", Jon asserted in an oddly accented voice, glaring at her with frog eyes. "Now what do you want to do? Maybe we should just leave and start over again?"
"Not just yet, frogface.", Karyn said. "Why did write that we were married?"
"Uhh. Well, it just fit the story. I'd sort of made you pregnant, just for amusement so that you wouldn't quite fit in your hardsuit, I guess I felt it fitting that we were married. It was only a story setting, and besides, it wasn't like I was going to try for a roll in the hay. It was a joke. I'm sorry I hurt your feelings. I really didn't think you'd take it so seriously."
"You mean you don't really want to marry me?", Karyn asked, trying to don a poker face with only partial success.
Some realization dawned on Jon. He knew he was in way over his head now. He tried desperately to think of some way to respond that wouldn't alienate Karyn. Well, he could but try.
"Karyn, you're my best friend. When I first realized what the rock was, I couldn't wait to show the rock to you. No one else. I've never really considered getting married seriously -- to anyone, let alone to you. You've caught me off guard, that's for sure."
"I guess I'd the responsibility of being married and providing for a wife would be a lot more terrifying if I didn't have the rock available. If we're careful with the rock, we'll never be hungry or homeless."
"Whatever happens, I want to still be your friend, Karyn. I'm not exactly sure how you feel, but I'd be honored to marry you if that's what you wanted."
