Andrew thought for a minute about his non-existant love life. Then he thought of Ace, the guy he and his friends jokingly called the irresistable, insatiable sex machine. Ace was always attracting the women, and he was notorious for doing several women on the same night. Andrew envied him, but he still wanted to be himself. So he wished, "...I wish I was an irresistable insatiable sex machine."
There was the sound of gong, but Andrew didn't really feel different. He shrugged, and started to leave the room, but then he noticed his now pungent body odor. He smiled, he was excreting some sort of pheromone. The door opened and couple of guys wanting to do a drug deal entered.
"Get out of here, ki--" said the 6 foot tall moustachioed 19 year old in the biker gear. He paused and inhaled deeply, and then said, "On second thought, maybe you should stay?" His eyes gleamed, and he flashed you his pearly whites. In the dim light you could see his cock tenting his pants.
"Are you crazy, man? We need priv-" Sniff, Sniff, "Maybe you're right, we can do this later. I don't normally go for guys, but you are fucking hot! And I do mean fucking," said the small wiry black man grinning.
The pair advance on Andrew licking their lips. Andrew groans, the irresistable thing worked, but he should have specified women only. He wonders about the other parts of his wish...