Korean-American

Later that night Tom thought about what race to make his wife. He wanted to make his wife Asian, that he knew.. But of course he knew that just wishing for that might cause some problems, so he decided to pick a nationality. Korean seemed about as good as anything. Unbeknownst to his wife, Tom had become a bit obsessed with K-Pop. He wasn't the biggest fan of the music, though he had to admit it was catchy. No, he was far more interested in the music videos. Those Korean girls were flaming hot and he had rubbed himself off many a time to Blackpink, 2NE1, Red Velvet, and Girl's Generation videos. Well at least before his newly young and sex-driven wife had appeared. He hadn't had an orgasm without her since then.

And he decided it was best he wished her as second-generation. He could change that too he supposed, but he wanted her to still be born and raised in the States. Though it could be fun to see how things changed if she was Korean-Korean. An experiment for later he thought.

Finally, there was how he was going to phrase the wish. His wife's request rang through his head: "Just try and do it like that first wish." On one hand, he didn't want to betray her. But on the other hand, he really wanted to test out whether he could phrase the wish in a way that she wouldn't remember it. That is, he wanted it so that her memories also changed. He decided he could always change it back later right? It would just be a little bit of fun.

With all that in mind, he made his wish: "I wish my wife was Korean-American and that reality changed to reflect this, including my wife's memories of her life."

Tom felt the coin heat up in his hands and his vision blurred a bit. Things settled down and his vision cleared. He was in his office. Everything was _almost _the same. He saw some framed pictures and posters on the wall with Korean writing.

"Huh. Maybe the reality things worked this time."