Standing outside of the bathroom, you look behind you, seeing Wade talking to the waitress very casually.
Within a few moments, out of the bathroom walks an older woman. She looks up at you gives a little smile. You awkwardly smile back.
You enter the bathroom and lock the door behind you. You let out a deep sigh. Was this all really happening?
You grab your phone and pull up your contacts, scrolling down until you finally find Wade.
‘Wade Aleman’
Honestly, you expected Wade to have at least changed her name if she was going to transition. Wade is such a masculine name, at least as far as you knew. So again, to test out your wishing ability, you quietly said,
“I wish Wade had a more feminine name,”
Without feeling any kind of difference, you looked down at your phone, and behold,
‘Wanda Aleman’
Her name changed. What’s even better is it didn’t feel weird to call your friend Wanda, it’s like it had always been Wanda.
You pulled up Wanda’s social media, just to take a look at her properly.
She had posted a number of photos of her. In all of them, she was wearing some kind of long dress, similar to the one she was wearing today. The further back you went, you noticed that she showed less and less skin. Clearly she’d used some kind of hormone therapy to feminize herself.
She definitely looked like a woman… but a part of you felt bad. After all, she had been a man before. If it weren’t for you, she never would have had to go through all the trouble, even if it was the product of a wish.
You contemplated undoing the wish… but then you had a different idea.
“I wish that Wanda is biologically female,” you say quietly. You turn your head down to see Wanda’s social media. Within the seconds, every single one of her posts was shifting. Her body seemed to be more mature throughout all of the photos. Her attitude changed slightly, she looked a lot more confident, especially in the older photos. Her clothing became more revealing as you came to the more recent posts. She still continued to wear the long dresses, and the most recent photos looked almost identical.
All this power, you’d changed Wanda from a man, to a trans-woman, to a woman from birth.
Could you truly do anything?
“I wish Wanda is a brunette,” you say. You watch as all the photos stay the same, with her hair shifting suddenly to be brown.
It looked like no one would even notice the changes. When you think hard, it’s like she was always a brunette, always a woman. But a part of you knew that it was all because of your wishes.
The ring. Not only did it make wishes come true… it changed history. Correcting it up until the point you made the wishes.
“I wish I was taller,” you said. Within a moment you suddenly felt the world getting slightly smaller. You were getting higher up. You were getting taller! You looked around, seeing everything from slightly higher up, you’d grown at least four inches!
You looked down at yourself, noticing a slight bulge in your pants… you were a little hard.
“Fuck it,” you said to yourself, “I wish my cock was bigger,”
You watched as your bulge began to rise, the outline getting bigger and bigger. You undid your pants, pulling out your cock. It was pretty average sized before, but now it was at least eight inches, and you weren’t even fully erect yet,
“I wish it was even bigger,” you said. You watched as your member, throbbing as it grew harder and harder. It’s size started increasing even more. It was getting longer. It was getting thicker. Before long, it was almost a foot long. You couldn’t just stare at it, you grabbed it, beginning to jack yourself off.
The pleasure was getting to intense that you had to support yourself, you grabbed the toilet, pointing your dick into it, ready to catch your immense load when it came,
“I wish my balls are bigger too,” you said without thinking. The sudden overwhelming surge of pleasure came over you as your normal sized testicles began to grow. As they grew and grew, you continued to rub your hand down your shaft more and more until suddenly!
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You splashed water on your face, taking a deep breath of relief and pleasure. You looked yourself in the mirror, looking into your eyes. You really had an amazing amount of power at your disposal… and you used it to masturbate.
You chuckle to yourself, looking down at your incredible meat. Then you got a notification on your phone,
‘Wanda Aleman:’
‘Are you okay? You’ve been in the bathroom for over 20 minutes.’
Shit! Had you really spent that long in here! You look over to the toilet. Despite your best effort… you hadn’t been exactly clean. You wasted all this time and probably bored Wanda!
So you decided to test whether this ring can change time as well.
“I wish I’ve only been in the bathroom for three minutes,”
Suddenly, the whole world felt different. You look at your phone. The notification was gone, not to mention you had actually only been in there for three minutes… except everything still happened. Thinking back on it, it had happened really fast. It’s like the last 20 minutes had been compressed into three.
You look over at the toilet, “I wish the whole bathroom cleans itself up,” you start.
All the mess you made quickly slides itself into the toilet and proceeds to flush itself. In fact, the whole toilet begins to look a lot cleaner.
You look at yourself, “right. I wish my cock is back to—” you stop, hesitating, “I wish my cock is nine inches hard… and six soft,” you change, “and I wish my balls match my cock,” you finish. You look down at your endowments and watch as they shrink to a much more manageable size. Not small by any means, but not too big.
You stuff your package into your underwear and pull up your pants, buttoning them back up again. You let out a sigh of relief. everything was finally looking normal, and you hadn’t spent more than five minutes in the bathroom. However, just to be sure,
“I wish I was only in here for three minutes,”
Again, everything that just happened seemed to compress, happening in three minutes exactly.
You unlocked the bathroom door, and returned to your table. And subsequently, Wanda.