Hooters Girl?

"Hooters?" I asked.

Cali sighed. "Yeah, she thinks it's ironic. She's basically making fun of working people."

"Excuse us for a moment," I told Cali. I pulled Hailey aside so I could make my wishes privately. "I wish Cali does not notice anything unusual that's our doing."

"Done."

"I wish she was no wearing underwear, always keeps a huge anal plug up her ass, and the back of her skirt was tucked into her waistband."

"Done!"

"I wish she does not notice her ass is on display until she gets home."

"Done."

"I wish she gets kicked out of the country club for stealing women's sweaty panties from the locker room, and she's caught masturbating with a golf club in the shower."

"Done."

"I wish she loses all of her money with bad investments and overspending and has to get a job at Hooters."

"Done."

We walked back to Cali.

"Oh my god! Look!" Cali pointed to Bella, who had turned her back to us. We could clearly see her ass cheeks and huge anal plug.