Let's see Karyn 2.0.

John decided that he wanted to see what Karyn had done with herself. The world could wait a bit longer.

John got up from his bed, and was about to make his way out the door of his room when a thought occurred to him. "I don't need to walk over to her house. I wish I were in Karyn's room right now."

There was no transition, no rush of motion or flash of light. One moment, John was in his bedroom, and the next, he was in Karyn's room, standing next to her bed, and right behind a topless Karyn. Startled by the sudden transition and suddenly being faced with the naked back of his friend's torso, John stumbled backwards, falling onto Karyn's bed. The sudden commotion behind her startled Karyn as well, the fright making her leap into the air with a sudden shriek. Turning around quickly, she found John splayed across her bed, and in an almost reflexive move, her hands reached up to cover her chest.

"John!?! How did you get in here!?!"

"I just wished that I was in your room, and…" John trailed off, having finally started noticing Karyn. ACTUALLY noticing her.

"You know, when I said "right now", I figured you'd take a few minutes to get here," Karyn continued, seemingly oblivious to John's silence. "At least long enough for me to put a top on. I mean, yeah, I know I seemed pretty excited about this whole changing thing, and I definitely am, but I didn't want you to see me like this yet-" She coughed, cutting her own words off. "I mean, I didn't want you, er, anyone to see me like this right after I got back. Um…"

Karyn finally seemed to notice that John hadn't been paying attention to anything she'd been saying for the last couple minutes. His slack-jawed stare probably gave him away. But he had good reason to stare - Karyn had become a vision.

John had thought Karyn was cute before. Yeah, there were some things she could have improved about her looks, but on the whole, she wasn't exactly bad-looking. But this new Karyn kept almost everything that had made her cute, and added in a solid helping of sexy for good measure. Gone were the short ragged locks that had previously adorned her head, replaced by smooth auburn curls, cascading down to her shoulders. Her skin was flawless, aside from a slight dusting of freckles (which John had always liked, so he was glad she'd kept them). It also looked like she'd grown a few inches, as she was now the same height as him - Karyn had always been a bit shorter than John, and he had sometimes teased her about it, but it looked like that wouldn't be happening anymore. Her body seemed a bit curvier as well, slightly slimmer at the waist than John remembered, and her hips had a tiny bit more flair to them.

And then John's gaze reached Karyn's chest. Karyn had never had boobs, not really. Sure she technically had them, and if she wore really tight clothes, you could see a bit of a rise, but Karyn had always seemed annoyed whenever breasts were mentioned. Now, though…John couldn't see them clearly behind her hands, but he could get a general idea. While Karyn hadn't decided to keep the C-cups she had previously, she also hadn't shrunk them down all the way back to where they used to be, either. Based on John's keen estimation skills (honed by years of late night "studying" - he was a teenager, after all), Karyn's current bust was about a 26 B, not enough to cause her the discomfort of the previously-massive "mountains", as she had called them, but certainly more than enough to give her a prominent bust line and some very fetching curves.

"…ohn? Joooohhhhn? Earth to John?"

Karyn's voice finally managed to pull John out of his stupor. He blinked, shook his head a couple times, and finally looked back at Karyn.

"Sorry, spaced out there for a moment. What were you saying?"

Karyn seemed conflicted for a moment, almost annoyed, but shyly glancing at him at the same time. John didn't really know what to make of her behavior, but he felt like he might have missed something important.

"John…" Karyn began…