"What's wrong?" I asked concerned.
"I...I don't know," she said. "Something doesn't feel right."
"Something specific?" I asked.
She looked at her feet and then back up at me. There was hurt in her eyes. "That I have to share you," she said.
This struck me as odd. I thought I had wished it so that she wouldn't mind having to share me. Just to be on the safe side, I made the wish again. "Feel any different?" I asked.
Instantly she responded, "No. Why, should I have?"
What the hell?, I thought. My wish didn't work. "No, of course not," I said quickly. "I wouldn't expect you to that quickly."
Her eyes narrowed at me. "You made some wish just then, didn't you?"
It wouldn't help to lie to her. She obviously knew too well. "Yea, I did."
"Why?" she asked, her eyes welling with tears. "Why are you trying to change me?"
"Trisha, look," I said. I couldn't for the life of me figure out what her problem was. "I've changed you and your friends. I'm going to change Erika, too. Even though I'm doing it for a type of revenge, I still feel responsible for you all." She didn't react. "No, I am responsible for all of you. No matter what I might think about what was said, I can't do this to you and let you fend for yourselves. I have to be there for all of you now."
"But..." she said. "But I need you more."
"That's why you're always with me," I said. "But I can't give you any more than that right now. You have to understand that."
She nodded. "I'll try," she said. A tear fell out of her eye.
I did what I could to console her. "Come here," I said, wishing my clothes off again. We had sex on the floor. This time it seemed to be much more passionate. I let her do what she wanted, hoping that she would feel better if she could control our intercourse. I'm not sure how, but through her lovemaking, I came not once, but twice.
"That will help," she said after we were done. She had come only once from what I could tell. I stood up and wished my clothes back on. We left the locker room and went outside.
In the parking lot, I saw Lindsey and Katie driving away. Mia was waiting by her car. "Come on," she said. "I'm losing patience."
"Don't lose your temper," I warned. But it was too late. Her breasts swelled, showing wear in the fabric on top of them. Also her pants disappeared, leaving only a thong to cover her lower body.
Someone passing by saw this and said, "Nice ass, honey." Mia looked like she was going to die.
"I warned you," I said. She calmed down, not wanting anyone to see anymore.
"Can you fix this?" she pleaded.
"Not until it's happened in full," I said.
"Dammit!" she shouted. Her breasts swelled a bit more and ripping cloth was heard. It must have been her bra, as only her perky nipples were visible through her outer shirt. Also, her socks disappeared. "OK, I'll calm down."
"I hope so," I said. Trisha and I climbed in the backseat of the car while Mia got behind the wheel. "To my house," I said.
"Just one problem," Mia said. "Where is it?" I wished she knew. "Oh, never mind," she said.
Trisha laughed as she snuggled against me, practically sprawled over the backseat. She laughed because she knew what I had done. Mia started the car and we headed home.