... life is normal

You wake in the morning, still none the wiser about the nature of this 'boon' you had been granted. A brief inspection of your bank account showed you were no richer, and your reflection in the mirror as you brushed your teeth showed no improvement in your physical appearance - you were still the same average looking guy you'd been your whole life. You even checked your dick, and yep same size as before.

With a shrug you go about your daily routine. You drive to work (no fancy sports car, just the same little hatchback as always), you do your job, (no promotions or pay rises), you go home (back to your 2 bedroom flat. No fancy new mansion either). Half an hour later, your flatmate Emily returns home from work, and five minutes after that she's already on your case about leaving your laundry in the machine. You sigh and get up from the sofa and clear your stuff out so she can use it while she shoots you an evil glare. Most of the time the two of you get on just fine - you wouldn't have lasted these past 10 years as flatmates otherwise - but in some ways you were like an old married couple, bitching at one another about each other's bad habits.

"Sorry to be on your case Jack, but work is shit right now and the last thing I need is to come home and not be able to wash my damn clothes..." Emily says eventually. You sigh and turn to her,

"Yeah, I know, and I don't mean to be lazy..." you say by way of an apology, "I think I'm over-worked too! Wanna get chips or something, my treat?" you ask as you return to the sofa while she loads the washing machine.