"AHH! JACK!!!" Samantha screeched my name and a sudden bolt of adrenaline rushed through me. I bolted through the apartment bouncing off walls to get from the living room to her room.
"What is it? Are you okay?" I yelled whipping the door open. Before me stood a naked, woman with facial features that vaguely resembled Samantha, but minus at least 200 lbs. The woman just stared at me in shock and I didn't know what to do or say so a long moment passed.
"Jack?" she asked. Her eyes were hard to read, a wild mix of emotions crossing her face each second, horror, excitement, wonder. I nodded and waited for her to tell me what to do... I was summoned here but she wasnt in danger and I was standing in the doorway staring down a beautiful woman.
Finally she said, "Do you see me? ... thin?"
I didn't know what to do, I didn't intend for this to happen, but it did, so I just nodded. Her eyes flashed, her mind was racing. "could you just... sit there on the bed and face the wall... silently and still while I get dressed?"
I silently complied. I guessed it made sense that if you completely transform after your clothes dematerialize without explanation, you might want someone with you... As Samantha dressed behind me I thought back to the wish I accidentally made and tried to recall its specific wording... 'I wish that she'd be happier and that I'd....' no that wasn't it. 'I wish I knew...' nope. AHH! 'I wish something would happen to help her feel happier and that I'd be there to enjoy her happiness with her.' That was it! It seemed as though the 'something' might have just been a granting of her wish. Do I need to fix her or change reality because of this?
My considerations were interrupted as Samantha sat next to me in a significantly oversized dress tied with a belt. "Jack, I know this is a strange request but please don't say anything... I... have a confession to make." She paused dramatically, "I somehow have the power to control reality." My jaw dropped as I jutted my head to her insisting she go on. "I know it sounds crazy!" she quickly added defensively. "..., but I was walking down the street wishing something exciting would happen in my life and you showed up... well my clothed disappeared and THEN you showed up but I should have been more specific." My eyes bugged out but she continued... "Then that pair made those comments about my weight, and, well I was angry and sad, and now I'm a size 1, I just know it's true." I inhaled at the pause unsure what to say, "but that's not all Jack, I didn't just want to be as skinny and pretty as that skinny bitch. My mind was racing and I was thinking about everything, how that guy was handsome on the outside but empty on the inside and how you are so full on the inside but haven't focused your life on having the best body..." she paused as though she was waiting for something. I nodded, confused at what she was getting at but trying to comfort her. "Well, I was thinking about that guy, and how you said that if you were older you'd consider dating me, and I haven't really got a handle on this yet..." I smiled comfortingly, still unsure if I should make her fat again and erase her memories, make it so she lost the weight but over time, or make her always have been skinny... "Jack, you changed too. You should look in the mirror."
"Oh?" I asked... realizing that my grunt was deeper. I stood up realizing for the first time I was taller. I moved past Samantha to the full body mirror which first elicited her scream, drawing me into her room. Instead of a 19 year old college student I saw a ripped man with huge pecs and abs that pressed their way through the fabric. The shirt was the same fitness tee displayed earlier by the judgmental man but now, I wore it better. I looked like my dad but a body builder, with huge muscles spanning across my body. My shocked face showed a number of forehead wrinkles and my immediate inspection showed the first signs of graying hair at my temples and in my sideburns as well as the stubble I now sported. I now appeared to be a body builder in his early to mid thirties and my apparel had changed into tight athletic clothing to match...
"Jack,.." she called.