You decide that you should get more wide-reaching with your ability and truly test the boundaries of what you were capable of. You were allowed to do anything after all, so why not change the entire world?
You smile to yourself as an idea forms in your mind, but first you decide to clean up. “I wish the entire school was absolutely spotless.”
All of the semen from the previous encounter vanished as the rest of your classmates still reeled from their orgasms.
You then decide to extend a previous change even further.
“I wish that all females in the world from now on were instead futas, just like the ones here at school.”
You quickly check your phone and almost instantly your social media is filled with stories of women randomly growing cocks. It seems that your powers truly did affect everyone.
“Next I wish that all futas never aged passed, 40, meaning the oldest a futa can look is 40. I also wish that all futas were conventionally attractive and that everyone in the world, not just futas would be immune to any form of illness or disease.”
I smiled as I looked at the males in my class, aside from being forced to publicly jack off they were basically untouched by my powers.
“For my next wish, I want all men to shrink to mere 5’2” I want all masculine traits such as body hair, facial hair and visible muscles to vanish. I want all men to begin to dress and act more feminine, and to take on more submissive personalities while most futas take on more dominant personalities, next I want the phrases men and women to be completely eradicated from everyone’s vocabulary, replaced instead with femboys and futas!”
I watch as my male classmates all start to shrink and feminize, only being recognizable as males due to their flat chests, I even felt myself start to change, my hips widening and the stubble on my face disappearing as I too become a femboy.
“Finally, I want all futas to be legally allowed to do whatever they want to femboys in public, public nudity and public sex are also now seen as normal and quite common, and I want everyone except for myself to remember the world as always being this way, as nothing more than femboys and futas!”
As I speak my final wish for now with my new feminine voice, I watch as the confused and frightened looks disappear from my classmates and teacher’s faces. I then decide to truly experience what a day in this new reality is like and fast forward to the next morning. I wake up in my room, which is now painted pink and filled with girly clothes and posters of muscular, oiled up futa models. I smile and get dressed in a pink skirt, thigh highs, and a crop top, and head downstairs ready to start the day.