Impossible Promise

As Sarah got in the shower, reveling in her younger and sexier body, she felt a little disappointed by the chubby husband she was left with. Not that she’d say it to his face, but she wanted a husband who could match her energy in the day to day as much as in bed. But that special coin he had only worked on her.

“Maybe if I met that wizard too, he could have given me my own coin,” she bemusedly said to herself, lathering shampoo into her smoother and much healthier younger head of hair, “At least Tom won’t wish for anything I wouldn’t like.”

Regardless of the chubbiness or how old he was, his heart had been what she’d married him for. He was a kind man, even giving her so much control as to hold him to every promise he made.

Although it is a vague wish… What does holding a person to a promise even mean? That was the thought bugging her mind as she dried off, getting the water out of every crevice and opening with her towel, wrapping it around her buxom assets as she stepped back into the bedroom with her still naked husband who got up with a stretch.

“Enjoy yourself in there?” Tom asked with a grin, already heading to the bathroom himself, “It must feel great to shower in your young body again.”

“It feels great! However…” Sarah held him back with a hand on his shoulder, “I also got a couple ideas while I was in there.”

Tom raised his eyebrows, surprised by the turn in direction of the conversation, “Oh? What kind of wishes did you want me to make?”

“Less wishing, more experimenting. You made it so I can hold people to their promises, right?” she continued at his nod, “But what if their promise is impossible, could I still hold them to it?”

Sarah did raise a valid question, and he turned to fully face her, “Well… I’m not sure.”

She closed the gap between them by a step, “Well, why don’t we test it?” another step, “You make a promise you’ll do something impossible in the next minute,” she was a hand’s breadth away now, “And I’ll hold you to it,” the towel was the only thing between her bare body against his now, and Tom felt his dick hardening once more, “So what do you say? Wanna try it?”

He couldn’t say no to the idea Sarah had, and certainly not to the persuasions from the twin peaks on her chest.

“Alright… Let’s try it. I promise…”