"Alright," I said "I wish that everything, except for me, would pause until I said otherwise"
Lindsay paused frozen in her position and Jon walked over reaching up to wave a hand in front of her face: nothing.
"I wish I knew what she was thinking" I heard nothing. Aparrently her thoughts had been paused as well.
"Let's get down to business then. I wish that I could change anything and everything about myself including my height, knowledge, skills, level of attraction, sense of humour, breast size, facial features, everything." The rock heated up and I started experimenting.
First of all I wanted to be 6'0" tall with toned beach body.
As soon as I finnished my train of thought I was exactly that. I looked down at Lindsay who was now six inches shorter than me but I also noticed my arms looked annorexic. I realised the only things that didn't look annorexic were my waist, my chest and my butt.
"The letter!" I yelped and quickly scrambled for it. It still was the same as before and I guess that I was still 100 pounds.
"I wish that most men will still want to have sex with someone like me no matter how I change and that it will be shown in the survey and in the letter"
I still had anorexic arms and so I thought of myself as an 140 pound chick but it seemed that I was still a bit on the thin side.
"It must be my breasts and butt!" I said out loud so I made another wish
"I wish that my breasts and butt weighed nothing but merely felt heavy to eveyone except me."
Instantly I felt a weight lifted off my chest and off my backside but I had a roll of fat on my belly which must have been to make me still 140 pounds. So I simply thought that I was 130 pounds and the fat was gone.
I then spent started to tweak my flexability, strength, humour, athletic ability, knowledge until I was the perfect girl.
"Now," I thought "What should I do with Lindsay?"
