Aftermath

The rest of the day passed fairly normal. I did my homework, played some video games, listened to music. I had almost forgotten about my wish for porno eyes. The memory lingered, though, along with the strange feeling that something was off. I eventually noticed my itchy chest, but I didn't think much of it, and I though my jeans were tight because I was growing some more. I continued to fantasize about girls, and particularly girl attributes I liked, and occasionally wondered what my next porno would have. Even more annoying than the itch on my chest was the tickling sensation on the back of my neck. I figured my hair must be getting close to cutting time. I went to bed without any more adventures or wishes, and had a peaceful nights sleep.