"I wish that everyone who knows me, except me, would think that I always look like this," Jennifer blurted out, adding the exception part because she didn't want her own memories getting changed. Ten of the bills of Wishing Money went up in smoke, since her wish would change the minds of way more than just a small group of people. Practically everyone at school, her neighbors, her friends, her family and extended family. They all now thought that Jennifer always had the body she had now and they all thought she always dressed like a slut.
"Well, of course, I know you always look this way," her mom said, noticeably calmer. "But that doesn't mean that I approve of it. Honey, you look like a slut. How can any mother be alright with that?"
"I wish you were," Jennifer said, then her eyes went wide as she saw one of the bills of Wishing Money disappear in a puff of smoke. Wait, she didn't want ...
"Oh, believe me, I am," her mom (Stephanie) purred, catching Jennifer's attention.
Jennifer looked at her mom and saw that her overall appearance didn't look any different, but there was this look in her eyes that she had never seen before. Almost like a predatory lust. Her mom turned around and walked out of her room, with a noticeable sexy gait in her step. What exactly did she just do to her mom? She looked back down at the stack of Wishing Money in her hand. Now she only had 87 dollars left.