The next morning...
"Cock-a-doodle-dooooo!" cried his rooster. Oliver leapt out of bed.
"Okay, I'm gonna get things right this time." He checked the time. "Store opens in an hour... time to get crackin!"
He opened his wallet. "Shiiit... Only $50 left!??" Well, he did have one option: go find his pesky little sister and ask her for the remaining $25 he needed to afford a wish.
He knocked on her bedroom door. "Sophia!"
A few seconds later she answered the door grinning, wearing nothing but a pink tanktop and panties.
Oliver turned away, covering his eyes. "Dammit Sophia! You've gotta stop doing that!"
She giggled and crossed her legs. "Sooo... what's up big sis?"
Oliver cocked an eyebrow. "Sis? Oh right new reality... uh, bro...? can I borrow $25 off of you?"
Her giggling expression turned quizzical. "Why?"
"It's hard to explain sis... I mean bro... I'll pay you back later okay?" He rolled his eyes.
"Okay maybe I'll give it to you if you do something for me." Sophia winked.
"Sure, whatever sis... ugh bro... I need it now if you've got it."
She turned around and rummaged around her dresser drawers for a few seconds, returning with a 20-dollar bill and a bunch of quarters. "Don't forget sis, you owe me one later!" She giggled again and stuck out her tongue.
"Sure." Oliver shrugged. He darted up to his room to grab his "cock" and a couple of granola bars, and quickly headed out to the shop.
Jackie greeted him cheerily as he passed the front desk yet again. "Oh, hello young lady! Nothing I love more than repeat customers!" She grinned widely. Perhaps seductively?
"Heya!" Oliver darted past, eager to get to the wishing machine. Nonetheless he couldn't help but steal a glance at her mommy-hooters sitting serenely in her low-cut blouse.
Now standing at the wishing machine, $75 in hand (cock in the other), Oliver took a few minutes to carefully contemplate the wording of his next wish...