a simpler change

"I don't know..." Tom began, feeling nervous about wherever Sarah was going with this. "I'm afraid we might screw things up."

Sarah gave him a sexy pout. "Come on, Tom .... isn't that the whole idea. To 'screw' around? Give me the memories and knowledge of this life. Make me this version of Sarah, plus the old me."

Her expression became more sultry and she ran her hands down the sides of her body. "Tell me you don't want to explore this body. I know I do."

Then she lifted her left leg high in the air, balancing on her other leg and and giving Tom a glimpse of her cheer briefs under her skirt. She leaned forward and slowly ran her hand down her leg while lowering it.

"Nothing will go wrong. And anyway, whatever happens you can use the coin to just make another wish," she added, stepping forward and sliding her body against Tom. "Come on 'Daddy', spend some quality time with your poor, lonely daughter..."

Tom shivered at her touch, his pulse quickening as his excitement grew. He felt his now fully-erect penis straining against his paints. Sarah giggled as it pressed against her and she dropped her hand to his crotch to softly squeeze it.

A thought crossed his mind that this was very unlike Sarah. Maybe some of her behavior was from his earlier wish for her libido to "grow stronger" and for her to "really be a young slut"?

Tom's resolve weakened. "What the hell," he thought. "Let's do it."

He pulled out the coin and said ...