Counter-Trickery

Walter caught Priscilla's mischievous glint and realized she was trying to slip in something more than he had bargained for. He smiled slyly, deciding to turn the tables on her.

"I see what you're doing," he said, his voice firm but playful. "How about this: I wish for you to always answer me faithfully and truthfully, and to comply with my wishes to the letter without any of your... creative interpretations. That way, I can get my wishes without any unexpected surprises."

Priscilla's eyes widened slightly, caught off guard by Walter's counter. She recovered quickly, her smile never wavering. "Very well, Walter Smith. Your wish is granted. I will answer you truthfully and comply with your wishes to the letter."

Walter leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile on his face. "Now, before we go any further, I want to know exactly what you had in mind with your little trick. What was the wish you were trying to get me to make?"

Priscilla floated closer, her wings sparkling with a hint of embarrassment. "Very well," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "I was going to suggest that you wish for Jacob to find inspiration in you for his... practices. Specifically, I was going to offer to transform you into a buxom bimbo female character in one of his porn videos, so that he could have a new focus and some exciting material."

Walter's eyes widened in surprise. "A buxom bimbo? In my son's porn videos?"

Priscilla nodded, her grin returning. "Precisely! I thought it would be a fun and... stimulating way for him to channel his energies. Plus, it would give you both something to talk about, haha!"

Walter chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. "Well, that's certainly one way to put it. I'm glad I caught that little twist."

Priscilla curtsied playfully. "Indeed, you did. And now, I am at your service, Walter Smith. What would you like me to do next?"