Himself

John looked down at his body. He was a fairly average looking guy and it was enough to get him through life, but in the interest of changing things, he knew he had to start somewhere. He stood in front of his mirror, pulling off his shirt. He took a finger and touched it to his chest.

"I'm a lot more buff and handsome." He said.

His vision blurred and when he looked into the mirror, he found that his body was (like always) well muscled from top to bottom. He tapped his six pack smiling. His hair was styled nicely, parting naturally and his face was square, handsome and bore a healthy stubble to it.

He admired his looks for a while, frowning. This wasn't getting him anywhere, wishing to be handsome when he already was. He touched his chest again.

"I have a big cock." He said, shifting his crotch as it was tight with the large member packed inside of it.

"Damnit...why did I do that?" He asked himself growing more and more frustrated with his inability to make good wishes. Finally, he took a deep breath. If he was going make a change, he needed to make one that he'd really notice.

"Alright, one more time." He said, touching his chest once more, "I'm very appealing to women. Women around me find me desirable and always want to flirt with me and pay attention to me."

He thought on that. He'd usually had good luck with women. Even his own mother and sister were flirtatious with him. At least it would make it easier to make contact with people. He sighed, shaking his head. Maybe it just didn't work on himself. He'd have to find someone else to test on.