Mark opened the door and entered the apartment as requested.
At last, at long last Emma had called him round, the girl of his dreams had finally realised her feelings for him. Oh, joyous day.
'Emma?' he called out
'Hi Mark' she chirped, appearing from behind an armchair 'thanks so much for coming.
Poor Mark didn't know what he was in for, clutched tightly in Emma's hand was the wishing stone she had just inherited from her late great Aunt. It was simple; make a wish and it would come true. Mark of course would be in the ideal test subject, he was always after her and it irritated her greatly, but what fun she could have now.
'So, whats up?' he asked rather hopefully
'Oh, I thought we could play awhile' she said, toying with her long blonde hair'
'R-really?' said Mark, his heart was pounding, at last, at long last she would acknowledge him.
'Sure hon' she smiled.
'Well, whatever you wanna do is cool with me' he replied foolishly. His mind buzzled with the romantic or erotic fantasies that lay out before him.
'Thats good' said Emma 'well, then lets see.......' and the stone warmed up in her hand.
Stats (to help you out):
Mark
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Hair: Dark
Body: Toned
Penis: 7"
Emma
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Height: 5'9"
Hair: Blonde
Body: Slim
Breasts: 36C
