"I wish we had had done this a long time ago," Nathan wished as Mitch's hands wandered all over his hot body.
Nathen felt dizzy for a second, and pulled the car over. He shook his head, then looked down at his partner Mitch, who had fallen asleep curled up against him.
Nathan smiled, looking at the matching bands they wore and recalling the first time they met. It was when they were twelve. They both thought it was a phase, playing with each other's bodies. Little did they know that one day they would be exchanging vows and living a life together.
Nathan kissed Mitch on the forehead gently. His only wish was that he was straight and that Mitch was a girl, that way they wouldn't have been cast out by their families and wouldn't have known the years of pain and rejection.
Nathan felt dizzy again, and wondered if he was getting a bug or something. Michelle snuggled up against him. Her face looked like the face of an angel. Nathan didn't know what he had done to deserve such a wonderful wife. Not that they didn't have their hard times. Sometimes the responsibility frightened Nathan. Sometimes he even wished he was single again.
Dizziness again. He MUST be catching something! Nathan leaned his date against the seat. Apparently she couldn't hold her liquor. Sigh, women were so much work - and just to get a few moments of pleasure. Gay guys were the ones that had it made - men understood each other and the need for sex without emotional attachment. Women were so clingy. Sometimes Nathan wished he was gay, then he'd have it made.
Dizziness. Nathan looked down at his sleeping date. He wished he were brave enough to date guys like he secretly wanted to.
And so the wishing went on. In the span of one evening, Nathan was a man, a woman, straight, gay, bisexual, black, white, asian, fat, thin, muscular, young, old, and countless other things. There was only one thing that all of his incarnations had in common; none of them were happy with who and what they were - they always wanted something else or wanted more. What they had was never enough.
Finally, the amulet couldn't keep up with Nathan's "the grass is greener on the other side" syndrome, and simply overheaded and melted. Leaving Nathan where he had stared to begin with, alone, single, gay, and wishing he was something other than that he was. The problem with wishing for what you don't have is you forget what you DO have.