He wishes that she will take up sex work.

The more Tom pondered the question, the more making Sarah into a prostitute came back to him. It was so far away from her original self, but fit in really well with all the changes he’d been making to her anyway. So, rubbing the coin, he carefully wished, “I wish that Sarah will become interested in sex worker, and decide to take up being a whore.” It had been important for him to specify that this would be a new thing, rather than a retroactive change to her entire life. After all, if he did that, they might not be married anymore.

Aside from that, he wanted to make it vague. How would the idea come to her? How would she do it? How involved would she want Tom to be in it? He didn’t know, and that was all part of the fun.

It was the next day, after Sarah came home from work, that he saw it was already taking effect. She looked less confident than she usually was those days, blushing a deep scarlet as she came through the door. “Are you okay?” Tom asked her, trying to sound concerned, even if he was excited more than anything to see his wish come true.

He watched emotions flick over her face as she considered whether she should tell him or not, before looking at Tom and telling him, “I was...heading to my car, and I passed a construction worker. I’ve been getting a lot of attention recently, since I’ve started looking so sexy,” she said, as if her radical change in body was nothing to think oddly of, “But one man did more than that...he asked me how much it would be for a night as his place.”

Trying his best to look shocked, Tom asked, “Did he think you were a hooker?”

The word made Sarah’s face somehow blush even deeper, and she said, “I don’t know, maybe? Or maybe it was just a bad pick-up line?” She sounded like she didn’t know how she should be feeling, or perhaps how she should feel about the way she was feeling.

“You know,” Tom decided to say, pushing the issue perhaps harder than he needed to. “You are definitely hot enough to be a sex worker. If you wanted to take that up, I’d honestly be okay with it.” That seemed to really surprise her, and she excused herself to go into the office. Tom was pretty sure what she was doing: looking into her possible new profession, the oldest one. The only question was, how would she want to go about it, and would she tell him?