When you reach your car, you stop short in amazement. Without your even wishing for it, your subcompact economy car has become an ultra-customized, super-hot-rodded, mega-luxury SUV! Sparks in every color of the rainbow are reflected from the "flip-flop" paint job as the late afternoon sunlight srikes it at various angles. You shake your head in wonder as you open the driver's side door.
You climb into the most luxurious, butter-soft, high-performance leather seats you have ever seen. As you buckle in, you actually begin to experience feelings of sexual arousal, the seat is so luxurious. Grinning from ear to ear, you turn the key in the ignition. A smooth yet super-muscular thrum of power greets your ears as the engine instantly fires up, then becomes a velvety purr as you launch your newly-transformed ride onto the street.
It takes only a few minutes for you to arrive at your date's house. Her sister is your best bud's prom date, so the three of them are waiting for you as you pull into the driveway. Their mouths all drop open in astonishment as they behold you in your new outfit and your new ride. "Nothing but the best for MY best buds!" you tell them, your super-handsome face lighting up in a grin so wicked and sexy it makes them all scream in delight.
The moment they all get in the SUV and buckle in, their bodies all stiffen, just as yours did earlier. A few moments later, the four of you are all whooping with glee, as your friends' outfits and looks have now become every bit as rich and mega-glamorous as yours! Just for kicks, you turn on the super-powered sound system, and dial in a pop tune from the 70's by the Bay City Rollers. "S-A, T-U-R, D-A-Y, NIGHT! S-A, T-U-R, D-A-Y, NIGHT!" you all chant along at the top of your lungs, as you pull back out onto the roadway and head for the prom. The music booms out through the night as you glide along more effortlessly than any limousine you have ever dared to dream of riding in.
On arriving at the prom, your ride, your looks, and your outfits create a sensation. You all jump right in and dance with everything you've got. As the night progresses, you suddenly realize, to your amazement, that your outfits are becoming even fancier, flashier, sexier, and more luxurious. Your muscles, and your best bud's, are growing bigger and bigger (including your packages!), while the girls are becoming not only more muscualr and athletic, but more super-voluptuous and curvaceous as well. In short, you and your best bud are fast becoming glam-rocking supermen, while the girls are being transformed into equally glam-rocking superwomen. Even your cosmetics reflect the change in your appearance, as your faces become even more super-drop-dead-gorgeous and ultra-super-mega-sexy!
About halfway through the prom, the announcement of the Prom Court is made. You and your date have been unanimously elected Prom King and Queen, while your best bud and his date are now the Prom Crown Prince and Princess. In spite of your now-obvious wealth and super-glamour, you all blush modestly at the cheers of your classmates. You thank them warmly, and wish them all the best. Then the four of you lead the class in the traditional slow dance that follows the Prom Court announcement. As the dance concludes, the four of you look around--and almost faint from amazement! "WHOAH!" you all whisper, as you realize that the entire Senior Class is now just as glamorous and as wealthy as the four of you!
When the rest of the class realizes what has happened, they all go wild with delight--and no one is happier than the four of you! The prom now goes to an even higher energy level, as the tempo of the dancing picks up--and up--and UP! Even the last dance of the night is incredibly fast and intense, as you all wind up and give it everything you've got!
As you reluctantly leave the prom to go to the post-prom breakfast, you all stop short yet again. You all shake your heads in an effort to clear your vision--but your eyes continue to insist that your super-luxury SUV has now become an ultra-super-mega-stretch SUV limousine! Your outfits are now fairly dripping gems and precious metals as the four of you climb into your new "mega-ride," driven by a super-richly uniformed teen chauffeur.
As you purr down the road to the site of the breakfast, you notice a computer terminal at your elbow. Activating it, your eyes almost pop out of your head as you learn that each of you has an after-tax net worth of ten billion dollars! You fairly collapse back into your mega-luxurious pillowed leather seats, shaking your heads in wonder. "What did I ever do to even begin to deserve this?" you think to yourself as you finally arrive at the breakfast. You decide to just go ahead and enjoy it and give thanks for it as long as it lasts.
When at last you return to your date's house (now turned into what can only be described as a "mega-mansion"), the four of you embrace each other for a long moment. You look deep into your girlfriend's eyes, which are aglow with unutterable love, and you ask her to marry you. Your best bud asks the same of her sister. The two of you almost faint with joy when the girls respond together, "Yes, YES, A THOUSAND TIMES Y-E-E-E-S!!" Screaming in ecstasy, you and your best bud each grab your fiancee and kiss them with all the power each of you can muster!
At long last, after dropping your best bud off at his super-luxury townhouse, you return home to your mega-mansion. Yuo can't help smiling to yourself as you behold the tux you had originally rented, still in its bag, forlorn and unused. As you slowly change into a set of royal puple satin brocade pajamas, and slide between the snow-white satin brocade sheets in your California King-sized bed, you again wonder what on earth you could possibly have done to merit such incredible riches and luxury. You breathe a silent prayer of thanks as you drift off into the sweetest night's sleep you have even known.
You wake up some 12 hours later, half-expecting to find yourself back in your original surroundings. Instead, however, you find that you (and your friends, you suspect) have become even wealthier! You remember that you still have to return your original tux to the dealer from which you rented it. After eating and cleaning up, you put on your makeup and nail polish, then dress in a New Romantic-style business suit of heavy black satin, with a white satin brocade poet shirt, a huge black satin brocade bow tie, a wide black patent leather belt and black patent leather knee-high boots with 6-inch heels and 3-inch platform soles. It almost feels anti-climactic as you return the tux outfit to the dealer, who stares in utter shock at your super-regal outfit. You smile at the man, then head for the magic shop where you had first purchased the top hat which had brought you such incredible good fortune.
To your dismay, you find that the shop is empty! In fact, it's as though the shop had never been there to begin with. You actually want to cry from disappointment. You had at least wanted to thank the shop owner for virtually insisting that you buy the hat in the first place. You sigh, shake your head, and turn to go back to your limo--only to find the shop owner standing smiling before you!
He waves off your thanks, saying that all four of you deserved to have such a miracle. "As long as you use your wealth responsibly, and help others with it," he tells you, "your fortune will continue to grow and increase! Misuse it, however, and it will all be taken away from you!" You take his warning seriously, and assure him that the four of you, working together, will do your best, with God's help and guidance, to be good stewards of what He has given you. "I can ask no more!" he replies. "And now, farewell!"
With that, he smilingly disappears. You sigh again, this time in delight, and return to your limo. The four of you have a double wedding to plan, and as you go off to meet them, you thankfully realize, that, even in this day and age, sometimes wishes really CAN come true!
THE END