start with some physical changes

"What about that?" Tom pointed out, indicating Sarah's curvaceous frame. "We wished for you to always keep that..."

Sarah shook her head. "No...you're wrong. You wished that I'd keep my figure unless we wished otherwise. And that's what we're going to do." She gave Tom a critical look. "Maybe we should break this us into separate wishes. Start with making so my mind isn't changed by the wishes. If i forgot why I wanted you to do this, then there's no point! Then by making me look alot younger - like having to wearing padding, lifts, careful makeup, etc. for anyone to take me seriously, to believe I'm actually 29. That I can easily pass for much younger."

Tom was starting to get very interested in the other part of her fantasy - opening cheating on Sarah (since she was giving him carte blanche to do that). But he wasn't so sure about this part - it made him feel a little weird. "Is this some kind of ageplay thing?" he asked himself. "Or maybe she's just really into the powerlessless of being young? Or the humiliation of always being mistaken for being younger?"

Even if it wasn't a turn-on for him, he figured he owed her some wishes. And it's not like he wasn't about to benefit from her fantasy. So he made the first wishes. "I wish unless I specifically wish otherwise, Sarah will always keep her personality and remember who she really is. I wish that even though Sarah was 29, she had to do ALOT of work to look her age." He barely paused to see her response. She just nodded, her eyes eagerly watching him. He continued, adlibbing. "With her short height, her tiny build and babyface looks means she's always mistaken for a teenager."

He stopped again, giving some time for this wish to take effect. The change was almost instantaneous. Now she looked nothing like her older self. Still in her casual pajamas and without makeup, no one would think she was come be older than 18.

Sarah jumped up and ran over to a mirror. "Oooh, this is almost perfect!" she cried out, practically bouncing back to the table. "What do you think?" she asked Tom. "Maybe a bit more..." she started to say. "...Or we could work on the other stuff, then come back to my looks? That's probably more complicated to word anyway..."