Karyn, the butt of the joke?

Things tingled, jon felt his rear end take a breath, it felt odd. "I can see!" Karyn said. Karyn then focused to see if she could control Jon's limbs too. It was tough and took concentration but she jerked jons hand behind her ass and waved it in front of it. She saw it, but it was odd, it was as if every pore on her rear end helped her to see, she had no eyes, instead the entire surface of her ass saw. Jon easilly pulled his arms back in front of him, he seemed to have more control over his body than Karyn did. "Jon, that looks like my vanity drawer" Karyn said as she forced Jons legs to take a couple jerky steps backwards as she approached it. The vanity was a small dresser with a little tray for make up on it and a mirror, Karyn saw herself in the mirror. "Jon, I got to shave sometime, how could you let your ass get so hairy". Karyn said. Jon was about to reply when he heard his mom call. "Jon, Karyn... come down stairs..."