Karyn Pig: Damage Control

"I wish that I knew exactly what Mikey wished for." Flash, looking away, same as all the other times. Jon didn't notice anything of course, but presumably Karyn had new knowledge. "Um...Karyn, before we go any further..." Jon raised his burned hand. "Oh! Sorry." Karyn blushed. Jon hadn't thought her skin could get any more pink, but she managed. "I wish Jon's hand was completely healed." The relief was instantaneous. As he examined his hand, Jon realized that an old scar had even vanished. "OK. Damage control." Karyn continued. "Apparently Mikey wished a school bully into a cross dresser. **SNORT** But it's pretty specific. I'm not sure how to fix it without giving him a sex change, and I'm not really comfortable with that. How about...I wish that no one would insult, bully, or otherwise treat Fred Orr unfairly for his cross dressing and female outlook." Karyn paused, her eyes moving almost as if she were reading. Acquiring new memories, Jon supposed. "Apparently, he also wished for some kind of transformation gun and used it extensively on the kid. But it's not the stone, so maybe it's reversible. I wish that all the effects of Mikey's transformation gun would wear off immediately. that ought to fix Caroline, the teacher, your mom, and you." "Wait, my mom? What's wrong with my mom?" "I wish Jon would remember the way his mom was supposed to be." Flash. Jon suddenly realized how ridiculous it was that his mother had the head and attitude of a sixteen year old girl. He felt sick. How could Mikey do this? But then he noticed he could no longer feel the morning breeze on his legs. Looking down, he saw that he was dressed in a pair of jeans. His hands shot down his pants and-yep, it was back. "Uh, Jon-boy, do **OINK** you want a few minutes alone?" "Gah!" Jon pulled his hands away from his crotch. Apparently no longer amused, Karyn's face had a look of intense concentration. Jon knew she was on the last problem. Her new body.