The first coin plopped into the water of the fountain and Cecil said aloud, "First, I wish I was handsome and muscular."
Cecil felt his muscles swell beneath his clothes. His face tingled and felt different. As he raised his arm to check his now handsome features, the bicep bulged tugged against the fabric of his sleeve. Cecil was overjoyed at the feeling of strength and power he now had. First he was young again, and now this! He found this wishing well truly amazing.
Taking another coin out of his pocket, Cecil's thoughts turned once again to his love life. With this new body he'd have the girls swooning over him, but his renewed confidence didn't go far below the belt. His entire life, he'd never considered his penis to be anything more than average-sized at best. He'd heard the stories about that kid Steve Farber's dick and how everyone wanted to suck it, even totally straight guys like himself! Cecil didn't understand how Steve had earned such an insatiable reputation, but he knew he wanted to be a real ladykiller just like Mr Farber.
Cecil tossed the coin into the well and said...
