Wish for Ignorance

Lauren steeled himself. This would be venturing into territory that he was trying to stay away from. As a bard, many mind altering spells were available in his arsenal, but Lauren never took them. Here though, it seemed necessary to change Isabelle more directly. Lauren just hoped it wouldn't spiral out of control.

"I wish that you thought I am not under a curse right now." Lauren hoped that wording would prevent Isabelle from recognizing future curses he got. Though with what seemed like infinite wishes, he might not have that problem.

Isabelle blinked twice, then looked at Lauren, "What were we talking about?"

Lauren shrugged, "What we would wish for if we found a ring of wishes." He felt that he could at least grant some of Isabelle's wishes seeing what he had done to her so far.

Isabelle nodded vaguely, "Huh, I must have zoned out. I'm sorry. Um..." She thought for a moment.

Lauren decided to try out new wording. "For instance, I hope that they name the inn after one of us." He checked out the window: still the Rollicking Rooster.

Isabelle shook her head, "I wouldn't want to waste a wish on that. Wishes should be used for important things! Like... um... stopping curses! I would wish that we were all immune to curses."

That... was a really good idea. Lauren said, "I wish the party were all immune to curses."

Isabelle smiled, "Yeah. I don't know why I had curses on the mind. I don't think any of us have ever gotten one. Still, it would be nice to be protected in the future."

Lauren realized that it applied retroactively, so that week that he spent puking his guts out after stepping on that ancient rune was now only in his memory. Isabelle was still thinking so selflessly. He wanted to do something nice for her specifically.

He smiled, "Is there anything that you would want specifically for yourself? Something that you can be totally selfish about? Cause sure, helping the party and the world and stuff, that's great, but this is a fantasy! What would you personally want?"

He saw Isabelle blush, "That's a bit private, isn't it?"

Lauren thought about it, and decided that in the end it was for her own good, so he made a wish, "I wish you trusted me enough to tell me."

Isabelle's body language changed. She become less guarded. She wasn't all that guarded to begin with, having trusted Lauren as a comrade in arms. Now though, it was like that was nothing in between them. Lauren didn't realize yet, but Isabelle now changed clothes in front of him, trusting him to be a gentleman. Even still, her response was not what Lauren was hoping, "It's not about trust! It's... it's too embarrassing."

The first decision had been made, the second was all the easier, "I wish you didn't get embarrassed around me." Now Isabelle didn't even trust Lauren to be a gentleman. She just didn't care what he saw. In fact, her night shirt disappeared after that wish, leaving her topless. Lauren immediately felt bad about that. He thought about fixing it with a wish but realized that he would need to think through his wishes more and stopped himself.

"I think it's clear that I am not embarrassed by you." She emphasizes by sliding her hand below her bare breasts, displaying them. "You're one of my best friends along with Temerity. That's why I asked to room with you. This wish, well... alright. Here it is: as a cat shifter, I go into heat for about two weeks out of the year. I can control myself at that time, but everything gets harder to focus on if it isn't sex. I just wish that I didn't have to deal with that, you know?"

Finally, Lauren could help with something. He may have accidentally made Isabelle topless, but this would also prove, to Lauren as no one else could notice, that he was not just making wishes for his sex drive. He could feel his erection due to Isabelle's breasts and her carefree attitude towards him seeing them. He needed to make this wish fast before more temptation showed itself, "I wish that cat shifters did not go into heat."

This was a big change, but Lauren hardly felt it. Isabelle just laughed. Lauren saw she was no longer wearing her pajama bottoms. Instead, she was completely nude save a pair of panties.

"Shifter cats don't 'go into heat' silly! We're always in heat!" Isabelle laughed as she sashayed back to her bed, trying subconsciously to put on a show for Lauren. She didn't like skinny bardy types as much, but she trusted him completely and thought he would make a great dad. Isabelle was very practiced at ignoring her urges. She had wanted to fuck every member of the party at one point or another, but she knew that adventuring was the important thing. She was saving many people by opposing scoundrels like Duke Aaron. Of course, she wouldn't say no to a roll in the hay with Duke Aaron once he was captured and convicted for his crimes. As she lay down, she noticed Lauren was hyperventilating.

Shit shit shit, Lauren's mind raced. How did he fix this? How did this happen? Was there a being misinterpreting his wishes or was this what he really wanted to happen. That second was a frightening possibility given his raging erection. Every wish he thought of could be twisted around. He needed time. He needed to not be so tired.

That was it. He decided to get a full nights sleep and fix Isabelle in the morning. That was all there was to it. Of course, there was a huge difference between deciding to sleep and falling asleep.

"I wish I was asleep right now." Was the last thing he remembered saying.