Morgana Explains

John began passing in his room as Morgana watched on.

“How did this happen?” He asked.

“You wished for the perfect Prom date and I manifested,” Morgana said cheerfully. “It’s so great to get free and stretch my legs. So many perverted boys asking to fuck some girl named Stephanie lately.”

“Wait so the well is real?”

“Yes and she used to be fine, but now she’s a slutty bimbo hungry for cocks.”

“And you’ll be my prom date?”

“The perfect prom date, complete with all the power of the wishing well at my disposal.”

John smiled at this. A date without any of the difficulties. But there were still a lot of problems.

“So I could wish for a million dollars?”

“Sadly no,” Morgana said, “I can only use my magic to help the night to go better. And to be the perfect prom date. Additionally I can’t just summon things out of thin air, there are limitations.”

“So you can make me a tuxedo?” John asked.

“I can transform you into a tuxedo if you want,” Morgana said, magic energy glowing off of her finger tips.

“Woah! No, what about my current clothes?” John asked.

Morgana gave a slight node, “It’ll be difficult, but if I have access to your closet I think it can work.”

John opened his closet door and Morgana began pulling clothes on the bed. “I can only transform items into other items of equal quality. Your normal clothes are too cheap for a tuxedo, but all of these will equal the value of a tuxedo.”

She threw a bolt of energy at the pile of clothes. The clothing merged into a single mass and unfolded into a perfect tuxedo.

“Thank you!” John said, putting on the tux.