Day Two, Wishing for a Hot Sister

John heads down for breakfast the following morning, this time his mother has already left for work and the house feels cold an empty, barren of life, but this was his norm most days.

Although I did wish that I could turn my mother into a more caring parent, I would also like the house to be just that little more lively. I'd always wanted a sibling ever since I was younger, especially a sister, but with my parents nature they never even entertained the idea of having another child much to my disappointment, a sibling certainly would have brought more life to our family.

I do have to admit however that my childhood wish was slowly twisted over time as I grew up and matured, watching plenty of porn inevitably lead my to fantasies about having a smoking hot sister or step-sister, and possibly leading to some erotic situations.

I didn't know if my wish powers were strong enough yet to create a whole new person out of nothing, but this was a fantasy that I was tempted to try and realize. The fact of it being **** did cross my mind, but at the same time, it's not like she was a person before I wished her up, I tried to justify to myself.

After debating if I should use my daily wish on this, eventually I just decided, what the hell, and just went for it.

"I wish I had an incredibly hot sister!"

But as I waited for the wish to take effect, nothing was happening, there was no ripple or distortion, nothing. Perhaps I was asking for too much too soon and maybe I should start with something simpler.

"I wish I had a sister."

It was different this time, I felt a small tug of my mind as if it was trying to take effect, before it then ceased and there was no ripple that occurred once again. I was close, it almost seemed like it worked but it seemed to was still too much to create someone out of thin air that had previously never existed, though it seemed like a small change might cause it to work. Mulling it over for a moment, I had an idea that just might work, and maybe even be better than my previous wishes. hesitantly wishing once more.

"I wish I had a step-sister..."

This time there was a strong pull on my mind and I felt as though the wish was pushing against a barrier trying to get free and I almost thought it wasn't going to work again. Then I felt it, a mental snap of the wish breaking through, a ripple coursing out of my body distorting my surroundings and causing them to blur, it seemed to have a major effect on my world yet I managed to keep my focus until the world eventually returned to normal.

Observing my surroundings, nothing seemed to have changed, except for one big difference, there was a complete stranger sitting at the kitchen table with John as if they did it every morning. She had dark-brown hair, brown eyes, an average figure, and she looked rather normal if i'm being honest, just like your average teenage girl.

John seemed to have no reaction to this new person sitting with him, as he ate like she had been there the entire time. I wanted to know more about this new step-sister of mine, and at the thought, new memories from John came rushing into my mind, things that never happened but now did, as though it had always been like this.

John's new step-sister was named Amber and she was a pretty average girl, she wasn't a nerd like John but wasn't one of the popular girls either, she fit somewhere in the middle that just got on with school life and was generally ignored by all but her friends, but that didn't bother her. John got along with his sister fairly well, they didn't have much in common but they didn't hate each other, just getting into the usual squabbles the siblings normally had.

Amber was far from the ideal sister that I had envisioned, but I could work on that later, as now I could just let John just enjoy actually having a person to hang out with while his parents were absent. Looking at John's memories further, I could see that since he didn't know what life was like before, he didn't really think much of Amber and appreciate her as much as I did, as I could already tell from his memories that life did seem a little brighter now that she was in it.

While with my own thoughts, John and Amber got ready, left the house and walked to school together, not talking much except for the occasional simple conversation, which continued until they reached the school.