Abby looked at the sentence. She was a sharp young child and she quickly surmised that she could change ‘older’ to ‘hungry.’ Her big sister couldn’t be angry when she was so hungry all she could think about was food! Abby wasn’t sure how to spell hungry so she used the trick her teacher taught her. Sound it out.
“Hungry, she muttered. “That’s two sounds. Hong. Ree. She typed it out as burst she could, entering H-O-N-R-E-E. She didn’t notice that she missed a letter and she didn’t notice when autocorrect fixed the word.
Wilma made her way back to the table. As she walked she glanced around the room. Her eyes fell on one the waiters. She noticed his toned muscles and slick stylish haircut. She felt her cheeks start burning. Her pussy started dripping as she felt her clit harden and her labia swell. She took a deep breath as she sat back down at the table, slyly rubbing her thighs together. “God,”she thought “I am fucking horny!”
She looked at her adorable little sister and her unlocked phone. Has Abby been playing with that. She smiled at her sister and reached for the phone. She looked at the screen. It read “Abby’s horny sister walks over.” That was a true statement. Abby must not have changed anything. Or did she and it just seemed like she hadn’t? This reality bending was confusing.