“Well, well," said Madame Illusia.
“We appear to have a young man with clear ideas on stage with us today."
She walked around the man.
“And what exactly is your named dear?”
"Daniel"
“Well Daniel. You know whoever steps onto this stage gets what they want of course? "
"Y-yes ... " Daniel replied with a stutter.
Illusia smiled.
"But there is a problem. I have take the corporate policy for accept only one wish for each person who goes on stage, and you have expressed two. Which of the two do you want to become reality? "
Madame Illusia stopped for a moment.
"Do you want to have a very shrunked little penis, or do you want to become incontinent?"