Second wish

You decide to make another wish or two. You hope that if you only get three then using them up will return Rachael to normal. As much as she enjoyed granting your wish, and as much as you would enjoy absolute power, you can see her coming to resent being **** to grant your every wish (even if you don't require her to call you Master), and everyone knows what absolute power is supposed to do.

"Let's try another wish" you say.

"Great" she says.

"I wish I was a billionaire!" you say.

Rachael gasps and shivers and, as she does, the room and its furniture seem to melt around you like you were having an acid trip, only to reform into more expensive versions of themselves that you would have bought if money was no object and have also multiplied. The room itself has enlarged to be several times larger than your entire apartment and the view from the (now wall-length) window has gone from your neighbour's wall to the city skyline (once you get past the balcony).

Rachael is a little flushed and is smiling. She walks up to you and wraps her arms around your neck, pressing her barely covered breasts against you bare chest. "Don't make your third wish just yet" she says "in case it causes us to wake up from this dream. Instead let's enjoy it. I'm sure there are some wishes I could fulfil for you without needing any magic."