"...that Jon's mother was here right now and thinks she came up here on her own and has been casually talking to me. She will also not hear any wishes I make with the stone, and will accept them all as reality."
Immediately Jon's mother Carol appeared in the room, her apron around her waist and her hands still wet and soapy from washing dishes. She glanced at Sarah with familiarity and began talking as though they were in the middle of conversation.
"I actually was offered a position on the cheer squad in sophomore year," Carol said, "but I was afraid of falling behind on my studies. Looking back, I probably could have done both, but I was just so worried about getting into the best college. I do sometimes wonder how things might have been different. I might have made more friends as a cheerleader..."
Wow, Jon's mom is so patronizing, thought Sarah. Let's see what kind of fun I can have with her. She gripped the stone and said, "I wish that until I say otherwise, Carol would speak like the most awkward stereotypical nerd."
"...but they probably woulda been super duper mean to me," Carol continued, now in a nasal-toned, nervous stammer. "And made fun of my Pokemon backpack and Dr. Who sweatshirt. And I couldn't do much sports stuff 'cause of my asthma and poor coordination, ya know."
"Oh I didn't know that," said Sarah, barely containing her wicked glee. "So did you have many boyfriends in school?"
"Oh gosh," Carol snorted in embarrassment. "The b-b-boys made me real nervous. There was this cute boy in my D&D club, he was real nice to me. We k-kissed once, I mean we almost did.."
Sarah was getting bored. Time to switch it up. "I wish that until I say otherwise, Carol would instead talk like a horny dumb jock."
"...but I just wanted ta fuck all da hot chicks," Carol finished, now speaking in a slow guttural tone. "I'd usually plow a few every week. They'd watch me at football practice and fight over me." Carol puffed out her chest and then looked at Sarah dumbly and licked her lips. "Hey you're real hot. Ya wanna fuck? I gotta big fat cock." Carol grabbed at her crotch, as if cupping an invisible penis.
"Aw, that's so sweet of you to offer," Sarah said, stifling her laughter. "Maybe some other time."
Just then, Jon walked in with the glass of soda. "Hey mom, what's..." He trailed off as he saw Sarah holding the stone.
"Hey nerd," Carol barked at him without familiarity. "Don't go cock blockin' me here or I'll wreck yer face."
"Sarah," Jon said nervously, "I don't know what you did to her, but give me the stone so I can fix it." But Sarah just held the stone tightly with an evil smile.
"Sorry Jon, I'm still having fun. But don't worry, I'll fix your mom right now. I wish..."
