"I wish Karyn and I were married and she was three month pregnant with our triplets."
I watched Karyn's eyes grow large on the face already scared pale. Her gaze quickly went down though, as she both of her hands to her lower abdomen. The shirt of her barista uniform stretched slightly as her womb expanded to accommodate three new lives. Her stomach grew more than I expected though, with the waist of her pants changing at some point into an elastic. She run her hands around her bulging waist which looked more appropriate for woman half way through her pregnancy than in her third month but I imagined it was because we were dealing with triplets there. It also kinda seemed like her breasts might have grown, although it wasn't obvious because her belly definitely dominated the change.
"What the fuck Jon?!" she screamed looking at me shocked and angry. "What. THE. FUCK?!"
I looked down at my hand and I saw a wedding band sitting next to the magic wish fulfilling ring. Perfect. I wasn't sure why exactly I made Karyn my wife. I guess I found something appealing about the idea of being in a very traditional man-woman arrangement. Although... traditional only to an extent.
"Calm down Karyn." I said as calmly as I could, trying to ignore the excitement stirring in my jeans.
"No! I won't be quie..."
"STOP" I said very loudly. "You know what I can do." I raised my hand and pointed to the wish finger ring. "I wish all women felt an urge to be inseminated and that urge was three times as strong as male sexual desire. I wish that because we were so close while growing up, Karyn's body is essentially conditioned to crave contact with my semen, by any means necessary, hence her pregnancy and our marriage.
"Oh my god... Jon?" her voice was now quiet as she tried to inspect a new craving which just appeared inches from the surface of her conscious mind.
I, on the other hand, was just getting started. I liked this new position of power. I liked the ring and being able to enact vast, improbably changes. And I had A LOT of ideas....
"I wish you've just undergone a special treatment which causes your body to take any swallowed semen and convert it into breast tissue." The pregnancy might have made her boobs slightly bigger but they could still be improved. I never heard Karyn complain about them being heavy or anything, unlike my sister. I reckoned there was no harm in taking her to that point. And probably below.
I looked at Karyn and noticed something new in her expression apart from the confusion and the surprise paleness. I realized her eyes were casting careful glances towards my tenting crotch. And on her face, there was a struggle, between her will and a new hidden desire.
I smiled. She only needed a little encouragement now, didn't she? "Karyn, I wish you did what's reasonable now."
And so she did. She jumped towards me but to my surprise it wasn't to take off my pants. She threw herself onto my ringhand.
I failed to realize that the most reasonable thing for her to do then was to try to stop this madness and claim my magic ring. That was a mistake.