talking with Sarah about the wish

Tom leaned back in his chair, the aftershocks of his orgasm still quivering through him, his chest rising and falling as he tried to catch his breath. The room smelled faintly of sweat and cum, the glow of his monitor illuminating his face in bluish light.

The desktop rotated through pictures of Sarah—Sarah in her many guises. One shot had her posing with a ring light, tongue out and tits pressed together, a cheeky grin aimed straight at him. Another was more candid: Sarah lounging on a beach towel in some tropical place, her swimsuit pulled just far enough aside to promise without quite showing. Then another: Sarah in full latex getup, a whip in one hand and her bare ass in frame, the caption a bold “Whose little bitch are you tonight?”

He clicked through them slowly, almost reverently, shaking his head. “Goddamn,” he muttered. This wasn’t the Sarah who once nagged him about leaving the dishes, or who fell asleep on the couch with a wineglass in hand, or who rolled her eyes at his corny jokes. No—this Sarah was raw, polished for the camera, shameless. A woman who demanded desire instead of pretending not to need it.

And yet… she was still Sarah. That much he felt in his gut. He could see it in her laugh, in her crooked smile that the makeup couldn’t quite disguise, in the way she always leaned into her partners as if touch mattered as much as the show. It was both alien and achingly familiar.

Tom pushed back from the desk and wandered toward his bed, peeling his shirt off as he went. He flopped down and stared at the ceiling, trying to sort out the mess of his thoughts.

<What do I really want?> he asked himself.

Sex? God, she was already giving him that. The “two-times-a-week” contract thing, plus the overflow of her on-screen antics. And it was better sex than he’d ever had with her before. No, it wasn’t just about that.

<Do I want her love back? Or do I want this… slutty Sarah, the star, the one who makes me harder in five minutes than the old Sarah could in an hour?>

He closed his eyes, torn between the ache of loss and the thrill of possession. For now, maybe he could live with the trade. The old Sarah wouldn’t be gone forever.

But then the guilt crept in.Sarah had trusted him completely, willingly giving him the authority to make her into something she knew she would never have approved of before, with the understanding that it was for only one night. The thrill he felt at this new life battled his growing guilt.

'Damn it! I can't just leave her like that. It would be a betrayal,' he finally told himself. But he really didn't want to change things back completely. Maybe he could bring Sarah back to talk to her and see how she felt? Nodding to himself, he made his decision. Taking the coin in hand, he said "I wish that with no other changes to this reality, Sarah's mind was completely restored to how it was before the camgirl wish except with full memories of all that's she's done today."

Satisfied he stood up and went to find Sarah. He walked to her room and and knocked softly on the door. There was no answer so he paused, listening. 'Is she asleep?' he wondered. Then he heard a low, quiet moan so he cracked open the door. "Sarah?" he asked, sticking his head into the room. He was surprised to see her on the bed presumably dressed to sleep in a simple bra and panties. But she had her legs spread and was rubbing her pussy through her underwear, her eyes closed and an expression of bliss on her face.

She opened her eyes in surprise when she heard him. "Tom!" she gasped, dropping her hand from her crotch. Her face turned a bright red. "Oh God, I...I'm sorry, I just remembered everything and was curious and...." she broke off.

Tom laughed and sat on the bed. "It's ok, I watched you do ALOT more than that earlier."

She sat up beside him, blushing even more. "I can't believe I did all that!" she said in an embarrassed voice.

He put his arm around her. "But what did you think? Was it fun? Does what you did bother you?" he asked in a gentle tone.

"No..." she said, sounding suprised. "It doesn't bother me at all. In fact, thinking about it - REMEMBERING it was what turned me on so much." She looked Tom in the eyes. "Did it bother you? Seeing me that way? Me treating you like that?"

Tom shook his head. "No, it was pretty hot actually." He reached up to gently stroke her cheek. "Though I did miss the real you a bit. It was weird having you here, so hot and sexy, but not feeling your love."

She nodded. "Yeah, it is hard to wrap my mind around. I liked you and all but definitely only as a friend. Though a friend with benefits, I guess. But I just didn't see you in a romantic light, much less feel 'love'. " She gave a curious look around the room. "But why only give me my mind back? You didn't reverse the wish."

"Well, I, uh...." he hesitated. Sarah giggled. "You like this don't you? You don't want to change things back yet, right?"

"Yeah, you're just so hot like this..." he admitted.

She twisted her mouth and looked up to the ceiling in thought. "I guess it is pretty awesome," she agreed, "so I could see keeping this all for awhile longer."

'Yes!' Tom silently rejoiced.

Sarah read his expression with ease and rolled her eyes. "Hold on there, cowboy. It IS an interesting life. But I think I want a few changes."

"Okay...whatever you want," he promised, anxious to get 'Sarah the camgirl' back again.

"Okay, I've to to think about this. I've got mixed feelings. On the one hand, if we're going to do this for days or even weeks, I'm not sure I like not being 'me', you know? It's a bit disturbing to give up my thoughts, feeling, MEMORIES and be someone else completely."

Tom took a deep breath. He understood her complaint but part of what made this so hot for him was that Sarah became such a different person.

She continued talking. "On the other hand, I certainly can't live this Sarah's life. Your earlier wish makes me not bothered by what I've done, but I still don't think I would feel comfortable doing it..." She snorted "as if I'd even know how to do all the things she does. So we've got to use a wish for something."

He nodded, happy to hear Sarah would allow some sort of mental change.

She struggled for several minutes while he watched. Finally she sighed. "I'm not sure if this is the best solution but I've got an idea."