Changing the wife

Steve got quite addicted to interracial porn over the years, so he started to fantasize about black women. With the stone he could fulfill his fantasy and still be faithful.

"I wish my wife was a beautiful twenty-sh black girl." He said.

The stone became a little bit warm in his hand and he realized that it may be not enough. After all their sex life was far from what it was before she had the kids. So he'll probably have to push a little bit in the right direction.

"I wish my wife was easily horny and was willing to try new stuffs... I also wish that my wife love giving blowjob and love the taste of cum."

That done, he had one thing left to wish...

"I wish I had no refraction period and that I can cum as often as I want."

With that last one, Steve's cock went back up at the idea of finding his new black wife. He went downstairs looking for her and found a young black woman in the garden enjoying coffee and reading an erotic novel.

"Liz' ?" He asked.

She put down her book and looked at him, she was astonishingly pretty.

"What is it honey ? You call me like you're not sure it's me."

"Oh, no, I just wanted your attention and you seemed really absorbed in your book."

Steve couldn't leave his eyes from her, her dark skin, full lips, dark eyes. He wanted her and she could see it.

"So, you want my attention, uh ?" She said, getting closer to him.

Elisabeth unzipped his pants and got on her knees.

"Wait, what about the kids ?" Steve said looking around.

At that question, she stopped and looked at him, confused.

"What kids ?"

Steve then realized, he didn't see Jeremy or Tina when he looked for Elisabeth. The house was empty... Which made sense in a way. His wife was now in her early twenties, she couldn't possibly have had a 18 years old boy and a 13 years old daughter.

Noticing his distress, his wife stood up again, concerned.

"What is it, Steve ? You're acting strange, suddenly."

"It's okay, it's okay ! I can fix this !" He said, agitated.

He took the stone and wished. "I wish my wife was back to herself."

But the stone stayed cold and Elisabeth looked at him, frowning.

"Back to myself ? What is going on, Steve ?" She said, making two step backward.

But Steve didn't pay attention.

"Why didn't it work ? I wish my wife was forty-two again !"

Again the stone stayed cold and Elisabeth still asked question.

"Forty-two again ? Did you wished me younger and it somehow..." She started to say, but then her eyes went wide. "Oh my God, you talked about kids ! Did you erased our kids from existence ? Steve ??"

Still lost in his thoughts Steve had cold sweat. Trying to figure what's going on he remembered the letter and realized with horror what meant one of the warnings.

A wish can be reinterpreted but not changed once the breath is over.

He couldn't change his wish, his wife would stay a young black girl forever... He finally looked back at her, both horrified at the situation.

"Liz' I have made a terrible mistake..." He finally said.

"You wished me younger, not thinking that it would completely change our story and erase our children. And now you can't take that wish back." She told him back.

As always she was the smart one of the couple. Always quick to catch up, so maybe...

"Wish can be reinterpreted but not changed... I wished... I wished that you were a twenty-sh girl."

Steve put under the rug that he turned her black, he was already ashamed enough to tell her his wish. But she looked at him suspiciously.

"A twenty-sh girl ? Why not wish that I was back in my twenties ?" She then seem to realize something. "No, wait, in fact that makes more sense, if you you wished me back, it wouldn't have affected the kids. So you basically wished for a new woman, I'm not even the real Elizabeth..."

Elizabeth smacked Steve in the face in anger.

"You wished for a new young woman to fuck while not cheating on me... her..." She yelled.

"I'm sorry, it didn't know it would rewrite our entire history." Steve admitted.

His wife took a deep breath.

"If we can't change a wish, then we have only few options..."

Author note: Sorry for the dark tone, but I wanted to make a chapter to show how horrific that stone can be, even if the wish goes right, since most of the chapter I saw didn't dive into the problem or forgot about that really important sentence in the letter. It's basically a monkey paw that would fuck you up bad if you're not extremely careful.