Fortunately not

Daniel revealed a five and an eight of Diamonds. You revealed your four and eight of Hearts.

"The two on the table is the worst card... so I guess you win with an eight against my six..." Daniel said as he leaned back in his chair.

"Damn close!" you say with a sigh and pull five hundred dollars of chips towards yourself.

For a small second you ponder what would be a fun change to apply to Daniel, but as you glance up you realize it's too late.

"What the fuck? It fucking works?" you hear Dani say in a stressed voice as she looks down her fat cleavage. She's looks to be in her late thirties, curvy and blonde, wrapped inside a very tight skirt and top. " John, what did you wish for?"

"What? I didn't even make a choice?" you say, though searching your feelings you know that not to be true. "Well, I probably searched for bimbo stepmom milfs in bikinis on the internet last night."

"Gee you think?" Dani said in a fuming tone as she pulled up her skirt, revealing a very risque pair of panties. "Fuck, you know what's worse?"

"What?" you ask, seeing Dani grab at her tit.

"I sort of like my body... But I don't like being turned into your sexual fantasy of the week without having a say in it."

"So, you want to risk another round, or should we try to find a way to undo this?"

Dani gives you a fuming but pondering look.

(Savannah Bond)