Yes

Ilya grabbed for the stone. How could she be so foolish? She did not feel the stone. No. No! She started surging magical potential through herself to vaporize Cinders, ignoring the sudden arousal the magic caused. She could also wish her alive again later to ask about how she knew about the stone, but for now she needed it back. She was ready and in fact so close to shooting a ray of disintegration out, but she had failed to realize that Cinders was already speaking. Speaking with the stone in her hand, in fact.

Ilya blinked. She wasn't quite sure what just happened. Cinders stole the stone, sure, but she trusted Cinders. She trusted the fire genasi to her very core, in fact. If anyone would use the stone responsibly, it would be her. Still though, Ilya had things that she wanted to do with the stone.

"Cinders, may I please have the stone back?"

"Maybe in a moment. Can you tell me how you got it away from Master Lauren?" Cinders rolled the stone around in her hand, not that Ilya was looking at her hand. She was distracted by her magnificent bosom and fantastic derrière.

"I heard Lauren using wishes on you and the other hotties you travel with, so even though all his wishes were already true I assumed that my mind was being affected. I grew myself to a very large size with a magic item and used surprise, size advantage, and magic to overcome Lauren's superior skill in combat. I then wished that he did not want the stone anymore."

"Hm. Well that is unfortunate. Now Lauren won't want the stone back... I suppose I will need to use it for him. For taking it, I think you should be punished."

Ilya trusted Cinders, "Whatever you think is fair."

"I wish that you would maintain you intelligence but that you were ditzier."

Ilya tried to focus in on what Cinders just said. She had been thinking about how the genasi's boobs matched to the golden ratio. Then she thought about golden bikinis. Then that brought up the beach. She ran through all the spells that use sand as a component, including the dream spell. She thought about having sex with someone in a dream. That'd be cool. Or hot? Cinders was hot. Cinders just said something. Ilya was never great at paying attention, even if she could list the first 100 numbers of Merlin's Constant. She decided to check in, "So, like, what were we talking about?"

Cinders rolled her eyes, though Ilya still had her own sights set on Cinder's tits. "I wish that you loved to dress like a slut."

Ilya looked down at herself. She didn't see anything different with her nipple tassles or thong. She thought about what a good thing it was that she was a mage. With mage armor, she could look like a slut all the time whereas adventurers like Temerity had heavy armor when on the job. And of course her outfit would stretch when she grew, as she had seen. She looked back at Cinders's boobs. "Anything else? I recently have been feeling like a slut, but I bet you could make that retroactive."

Cinders shook her head, her breasts jiggling with the motion. "No, I think that you need something a little more targeted."

Just as she was about to make a wish though, footsteps were heard coming down the stairs.