Patty's Savior?

Before Jon and Karyn could leave, a shout came from the open door of the locker room. "Oh my god!" the voice said. "Kelly!" "Looks like she was next," another voice said. Karyn smiled to herself. *Looks like Kelly paid the price of turning us into dogs, Jon,* she thought to her friend. *Wonder what she turned into...* "Eeewww!" the first voice came again. "She looks like...like..." "...like a cunt," the other voice repeated. "A little plastic cunt." "That's sick!" another voice said. "Of course, it's sick," said the second voice. "That's the idea. But I tell you one thing. I'm not waiting around here to be turned into a blow-up doll, or a dildo, or a plastic pussy. Come here, Patty. Time to put a stop to this." Karyn turned to share a look with Jon. *Oh, well. Guess we should get out of here before Patty makes her comeback, huh?* "Yap," Jon replied. Karyn sighed. It looked liked she would have to be happy with that response for now. Because, thanks to Jon's earlier wish, *she* could communicate telepathically, but *Jon* couldn't. She sighed again. *Come on,* she said.