She says as you sit down, "You know what I wish..."
You look deeply into her eyes, eagerly waiting to grant her wish. "What, dear? What do
you wish?"
She breaks eye contact, ashamed to look at your face. "I'm just so nervous about our
wedding, sometimes I just wish you were gay so we could just cancel the whole thing."
You already started granting her wish, even before she finished saying it it. You look at
her, completely shocked by her wish. You try to stop what is happening to you, but it is
too late. Your head begins pounding and you hear a sharp ringing in your ears. You feel
something strange changing inside your mind; you don't see your fiancé the way you did
just a moment ago. The feelings of love are gone, and the physical attraction disappears
soon after. You are more aware of your own body than ever before. It feels good.
You look up. Your fiancé turns toward you again. For a split second, you remember your
former straight self, but it is immediately replaced by your new personality.
"You're gay?" Your fiancè says, half surprised and half relieved.
"Yes, honey. I'm gay. I should have told you a long time ago. I couldn't let this marriage
happen; it wouldn't be fair to you." You expect more of a reaction from her, but she
takes the news rather well.
You finish a quick lunch with your now-ex-fiancé, all the while patrolling the room for
good-looking men to pursue. You leave the restaurant and step onto the street, feeling
powerful... and horny.