The Magic Dick

You sit alone on the train as you make your way home from a day you enjoyed way more than if you had spent it in the office as originally intended.

You still have a big dopey smile on your face as you reminisce over the super hot threesome you were indulging in not much more than an hour ago. However, you have decided to view that whole episode as nothing more than a giant tick on your sexual bucket list and to move on with your life, and one woman relationship, like it never happened. You therefore gave Freya and Lily the slip after claiming to be heading out to grab a Subway, and are now returning to reality - admittedly while tucking into a six inch meatball marinara to top off a perfect day out.

Now that you've got that sexual escapade out of your system, your full loyalty returns to Susanah. Yes, there are issues in your love life with her, but all the experts in that field seem to agree that is quite natural in a long term relationship and that the best plan is to communicate clearly, be honest with each other and work together at getting things back on track . Not one of them has ever suggested the solution is to turn two pretty, innocent young women into your personal sex servants - and if they did recommend that, you're pretty sure they would be permanently shunned by the rest of the relationship counsellor community. You just wish Susannah had a libido to match yours and was as permissive and sexually adventurous and you made Freya and Lily today.

Fuck!

That was your ring going off. That idle desire you just mentally articulated seems to have been counted as a wish. Now you've probably turned your dignified, feminist girlfriend into a shameless slut. Oh well, that might be fun for a day, you suppose. Or two, if you're feeling wicked. You just hope Susannah can behave herself until you get home. You'd hate to get back and find her having her own threesome with the couple next door. It's so annoying that you can't deactivate the wishes that get made in your mind. They always end up being the fucked up sexual ones.

This is all starting to weirdly remind you of a horny adult version of a Roald Dahl book that used to captivate and frighten you in equal measures back when you were a kid. It was about a little girl who woke up one day with a magic finger that allowed her to inflict just about any curse her mind could conceive on anybody who wronged her. The protagonist of this story was a sweet-natured, placid child who had strong morals and no desire to harm anyone, even if she was provoked. However, when she got angry she found she lost control of her finger which then started acting on her behalf., dishing out the - often very fucked up and sometimes dangerous - justice her subconscious secretly craved.

In one scene that always stuck with you, the unnamed main character is taken to task by a mean spirited bully of a teacher when she spells the word 'cat' with a 'k' (which, to be fair, is pretty fucking stupid of her). She is insulted, belittled and made to stand in the corner of the room, as her classmates all watch the sorry and humiliating spectacle play out. The anger wells up in the reader as it does in the main character, but she doesn't want to react, knowing the consequences of doing so could be way worse than the disciplinary action or even firing that her teacher probably deserves. However, she loses control of her impulses and the finger takes over, cursing the teacher so she grows fur, a bushy tail and whiskers. That punishment seemed relatively harmless at first, and even quite fun, up until the chilling lines that followed and which always freaked you out:

I cannot begin to tell you what happened after that, but if any of you are wondering whether Mrs Winter is quite all right again now, the answer is No. And she never will be.

That brings home to you just how careful you have to be not to let your current situation degenerate into a real life cautionary tale of The Magic Dick, where you can't stop your horny desires manifesting on any sexy women you come across, especially as the changes you make to their lives could be permanent if you run out of wishes or forget to reverse something. Freya and Lily don't deserve to spend the rest of their lives stuck as sex obsessed nudists because you once got horny on a train.

Now you come to think of it, they would both make very sexy cat girls, though. Or maybe Freya as a cat an Lily as a fox?

For fucks sake, what is wrong with you!? Can you not get your mind out of the gutter for two straight minutes?

You try to concentrate on enjoying your sub in the hope you can make it home without accidentally casting any further sexy spells on hot but innocent female bystanders. Thank fuck there are no cute women in view on this leg of the journey. You make a pact with yourself that, if any get on near you at one of the stops between here and your home, you'll immediately switch carriages.

In the meantime, relatively free from temptation and having already ejaculated more times today than you can remember, you decide it is the ideal moment to make a wish that doesn't revolve around your repressed sexual desires for once. Perhaps a bigger and more luxurious living space is the most obvious life enhancement for you and your partner? As a multi millionaire, you could of course buy somewhere in the traditional and non magical way, but fuck that. The property market takes forever to get moving and you can't be arsed dealing with estate agents and solicitors. So you wish you lived in the biggest and most expensive house in your town. Nice and simple.

Your phone buzzes. It is someone called Allegra from the most upmarket local estate agency (or 'property consultancy' as they prefer to be known) congratulating you on the successful acquisition of your new home. Apparently your bid of nothing was immediately accepted by the previous owners who are now vacating the property in record time. Oops. Well, you're sure they can easily afford somewhere else. If not, they are more than welcome to live in your old flat for free until the lease runs out.

You text Susannah with the good news and your new address. Her response is swift and catches you a little off guard.

Wow. It looks like that latest accidental wish has really kicked in. Honestly, you were kind of surprised when she called you 'babe'.

It's all fixable though, you remind yourself. You then push your seat into recline mode and begin to relax a little, feeling as if you might be starting to gain some measure of control over all of these wishes, and may even be able to use them to make constructive improvements to your life and relationship, rather than to sexually violate every pretty girl who has the misfortune of wandering into your field of vision. And it is at exactly that moment the doors to your carriage bleep and slide open, revealing two very familiar and very naked young hotties.

"There you are!" Lily smiles as she strides towards you "Thought you could sneak off without saying goodbye, did you?"

"We knew you wanted to keep us around but still act like you were doing the right thing so you don't have to feel any guilt. So we gave your escape plan a little head start then followed you of our own volition" Freya explains "And it's very easy for us to get about quickly when we travel this light!"

"Everyone wins!" Lily beams triumphantly "Yay!"

What the actual fuck?! You wanted them to be able to anticipate your desires not read your fucking mind!

"So, uh, where are you headed" you ask nervously, as Freya takes her turn to climbs onto your lap this time while Lily slides snugly into the seat next to you and begins stroking your thigh about as close to your dick as she can get without quite touching it.

"Wherever you're going" they both answer in unison.