Spend The Rest of the Day Brainstorming

She's a lovely girl, but you're spent and you think she's had enough for one day. How surprised she'll be when she suddenly finds herself alone in her bedroom mid-sentence! As she starts to ramble, you wish she was home and dressed properly. Like bad special effects, she instantly pops out of the room. Eerie. You try to think if there's anything you forgot... ah, right, her car. You wish it was parked in her driveway. You wish she wouldn't get horny until the point of passing out, thinking about you, anymore. What else... you make it so all her friends and family will remember her as busty and will never question why her old facebook pictures display little B cups in them. Changing reality is scary, so you opt to not fix the problem that way.

It's been less than an hour! Wow. You order a pizza and wonder what to do. You mess around on the Internet. The pizza comes, you tip the delivery boy $100. You stare out the window. A car stops at an intersection, the older woman driving it decides to give the air a blowjob until it's time to drive again. Life is different now. You know you'll have to calm down eventually, invest in some properties or Kickstarters or just do something productive. The girl from before is on your mind. That was unique, that was more than just wishing some random girl on the street would flash you. You decide you want novelty, something memorable.

You Google. You find plenty of ideas for bondage and ****-keeping; some are too cruel, the others are standard. But it's no good. Where's the zest you crave? Well that's it, you resolve: you're going to sit down on your comfiest-bed-in-the-world and you're going to spend your day thinking of ways to spend your night. Something original, maybe even a little fucked up, but not Kilgrave-fucked-up. You remember what a few simple wishes can mean to a person's life as you start to write...