That Jess could wear any clothes that he gives her

"I wish... that Jessica could also wear any clothes I give her," Kevin stated. "I also wish that she would give them back to me the next day."

"W-what?" Jessica shouted. "So I have to get my clothes from you? Every day? You totally have no fashion sense! Fucking Master!"

"Wow, you had better start being nicer to me, especially if you don't want to freeze to **** once winter comes," Kevin stated coldly, "Your insults and outbursts are starting to get annoying, so I think I'll give you a taste of what winter will be like if you refuse to start showing me more respect."

"Y-you're going to make it colder?" Jessica asked quietly. It was already a cool morning, and Jessica began rubbing her arms in anticipation of a drop in temperature.

"No. I don't want to make everyone else suffer. I have a better idea. I wish that every morning, Jessica would take off her cheerleading uniform and give it to Kevin."

"W-what? Noooo!!" Jessica protested, as her body betrayed her. She slowly pulled off her shirt, and stepped out of her skirt, resisting with all her might. Her struggle was fruitless, and had the unintentional effect of making it appear as if she were preforming a sexy strip show. Clad only in her red sports bra and boyshorts, Jessica appeared as if she was about to quickly scoop up her uniform. Instead, almost absentmindedly, she knelt down and neatly folded them, giving Kevin a glorious view of her cleavage just as he pictured her doing when he made his wish.

Come to think of it, Kevin thought, her uniform looked EXACTLY how I pictured it when I wished for the alterations.

It seemed as if Jessica didn't really have control over how she grants the wishes - instead, it's as if she unknowingly reaches into Kevin's mind and makes the wish line up perfectly with his desires. That was great to know, that she couldn't try to twist his words and mess up his wishes.

Kevin's thoughts were interrupted as Jessica angrily strode up to him and handed him her uniform.

"I HATE you, Master!" she seethed, her face bright red with embarrassment and anger.

"Hey, you asked me to fix your wardrobe problem, and I offered you a fix," Kevin stated matter-of-factly, "You should have been more grateful."

Just then, the school bus arrived, and many students walked by, shaking their heads.

"Tsk, tsk. Jessica is such a slut. Every morning she just gives that dweeb her cheerleading uniform and walks around in her underwear all day."

"I know he's not popular like her, but you'd think she'd be nicer to the one person who can give her clothes. It's such a strange arrangement they have."

Kevin couldn't help letting out a little snicker. These retroactive wishes always had such amusing outcomes.

Jessica's friend Sam walked up to her and gave her a little hug.

"Oh Jess," she said, "You're my friend and I don't want to tell you how to live your life - but I think you should really try changing your image. Instead of walking around in your underwear all day, just ask Kevin for something to cover up with."