Suddenly, the rage and lust faded from Keith's face. He looked up at Hitomi with absolute regret, and maybe a twinge of disgust. He awkwardly turned away to stuff his cock back into his pants, before facing the gyrating Asian sex blob he created.
"Oh my god. I'm such a... just a monster. How did I even find that sexy? Why would I do that to a human?! Ugh!"
Hitomi shot an evil eye Keith's way as she spun around and up the pole - with some difficulty considering her absurd measurements.
"That's nice, but can I get a little help?"
"Oh my god, sorry sorry! Umm, I wish Hitomi's body was back to normal."
In an instant, she returned to her original slender form, although still largely naked and still putting on a show.
"A-and I wish her brain and clothing were back to normal too." Keith added hastily.
Hitomi fell off the pole and appeared in her own pants, shirt, and and underwear. Even the nipple rings popped out of existence. She breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Keith.
"Thank you." She said genuinely.
He replied. "Again, I'm so sorry. I just-"
The venom crept back into her voice. "Yeah, I heard. Can you please leave my room now?" Hitomi didn't want to see any more of him. Magic new leaf or not, she still hated this guy.
Keith exited the room and Hitomi was left to ponder the last ten minutes. She glanced up at the stripper pole Keith had forgotten to wish away. Hitomi had gotten lucky. Really lucky. Anyone one step faster than Keith wouldn't have made his hasty wish. Someone could easily ruin her life, rape her, do whatever they wanted to her, and literally no one could possibly stop them. And then they could repeat the process on every woman on Earth if they wanted. Or just ruin reality in some other irreparable way.
But, there was a glimmer of hope. Hitomi's power wasn't like the stone or the wishes Joeseph made. Without a shadow of a doubt, Hitomi's wishes could be reversed. There was a way to fix anything. She just needed someone to help her.
