”I wish you didn’t need to tutor me ‘cause I passed all my classes,” said Cassandra.
The sparks emerged from the wishing ring and traveled to the desk, where Cassandra’s schoolbooks disappeared.
”Oh, my God,” said Robin. “Look, why don’t you use that wishing ring to make yourself smarter?”
”Then I’d have to study and stuff instead of fuck!” pouted Cassandra.
”Well, come on, you can’t, uh, fuck 24/7,” suggested Robin, and then suddenly realized that might prompt a wish. “I promise, even if you could fuck all the time, you’d get tired of it real fast. Besides, the best sex organ is the brain.”
”Nuh-uh, the best is the pussy!” exclaimed Cassandra, rubbing at hers slightly. “I wish it was a little bigger.” Sparks flew out of the ring toward Cassandra and Robin's crotches, and they felt their womanhoods stretching wider and deeper.
”No, come on,” said Robin, reeling as fresh waves of pleasure emanated from her larger vagina. “Please, just do me a favor and wish you were smarter.”
Cassandra appeared to think for a moment. “Will you fuck me if I do?” she finally asked.
”Sure,” replied Robin, hoping the smarter version of her would be a little more toned down.
”Okay, I wish..."