Grace goes on a spree of healing and love.

Grace realized she had completely changed the two young people's lives for the better. But she could do so much more! Every patient in the hospital was suffering. And Grace could heal that suffering with her magic bone! Jake had been so wasteful with its power. He didn't see the potential!

But Grace did.

She started making her rounds. Every patient she visited, she checked the chart and then wished their ailments and injuries away. Viral infections, neoplasms, breaks and burns, all just vanished with a wish from Grace and a throb from her magic bone. The power was intoxicating!

She found an 80 year old couple, the man suffering from prostate cancer, the woman mornful at his side. She wished away his tumors and restored his tackle to full function. She hadn't intended to, but the man's cock suddenly swelled to attention with an erection that would put a 20 year old to shame.

His wife screamed, and not in delight. Grace was confused. No, she didn't intend it, but surely the wife would think it was good to have her husband returned to health. The bone throbbed and the wife's expression changed from horror, to delight, to unbridled lust. She started to struggle to remover her clothing with arthritic hands.

That was a problem. She wasn't a patient, but surely Grace should heal her too. She wished away the arthritis and then, aware of where this was going, wished her hips to youthful health so she didn't end up breaking one. But then she realized she was being silly and she might as well wish all the woman's parts back into their 20s.

"Oh Martha!" the old man exclaimed. "Damn, woman! I don't know how this is possible, but mount up!"

Grace realized she hadn't done anything to prepare the man for vigorous activity, other than heal his manhood, and this was a heart attack in the making, so she quickly wished the gentleman into his 20s as well.

Soon the newly young and healthy couple were enjoying their new youth and health and vigorously grinding and groaning. Grace let them know she'd be back to check on them in an hour and backed out.

She was vibrating with the shear wonder of what she was doing, a little voice questioned where this power was coming from and at what cost, but a louder voice was pushing her onward, demanding more, more, more!

She slipped into Ms. Carter's room. The woman had been in a coma for six months. It was time for a wake up call.

But Ms. Carter wasn't alone.