Bryan frowned. There were a number of things that seemed wrong about giving the wand up so quickly. First, THE WAND HAD REALLY WORKED! How many times in your life does a REAL magic wand come along? Bryan didn't know, but it wasn't often enough and that was for sure. Second, if dad's story had been true -- and so far, everything had checked out -- there were two kidnapped people upstairs from god-knew-where... one of whom was the wand's rightful owner. That whole situation seemed kinda ugly and risky. And finally, Bryan would swear that his dick grew half an inch when he wished his father back to normal. Perhaps his "price" was the opposite of his father's.
Bryan thought fast, but Paul was growing impatient and made a move for the wand. "Hey," Bryan protested. There was a strugle, and soon all hands were on the wand. The first one to get a wish out was...