Rick Browsin was a pretty... imaginative kid. He could turn a boring hour into a fun one with his mind. As he got older, however, his imagination adapted to his new teenage like at 13. Instead off ferocious dragons and floors made of lava, he imagined worlds where every woman was a man's sex toy or that people could be transformed into many different things. He was pretty weird.
When Rick ran down to his mailbox to get the mail and his secret edition of playboy he had ordered, he was instead met with a large yellow package with his name, and only his name, on it. there wasn't any more address lines, return address, or even a stamp. Maybe somebody hand delivered it? He tore off the paper and saw a stack of what looked like monopoly, which was instead labeled Wishing Money, and a note that laid out the rules. After reading through them, rick new exactly what he would wish for, and it would take quite a lot of the money.