Ronald heard, “I wish you couldn’t take the stone from me unless I wanted you to,” as he appeared inside the bedroom. He pulled himself off Jessie and made a reach for the stone… And nothing.
“Good. It worked.” Jessie pulled herself to her feet, her breasts shifting in the camisole. Ronald was so fucked. He should have made a wish.
“Look I’m sorry. Please don’t do anything.” Ronald begged as Jessie straightened her rumpled clothing. The wait made it all the worse. Ronald almost begged again but thought better of it. Jessie took a moment to take in the room around them and Ronald followed.
On bookshelves, some of the books were surprisingly nerdy, a few unsurprisingly raunchy. Mostly however they seemed to be underage. As if she had stopped reading at some point. The shelves, a window into a younger Jessie's life.
There was also an unremarkable bed, which looked cozy. A few stuffed animals. A computer that was out of place in a girl’s bedroom but also not super current. A minor hobby perhaps? A large makeup table and three doors.
One to the hallway, one was ajar leading to a connected bathroom. Was Zoe’s bedroom at the other end? And a large walk-in closet. Ronald turned back to Jessie just as she finished her examination. She was not surprised. It was her bedroom after all. She likely had no memory of Jon.
“You’re an asshole.” Jessie proclaimed and Ronald instinctively took a step backward. “Turning all these people into your perfect girlfriend. That’s messed up.” Ronald swallowed uncomfortably.
“I should be angry.” Ronald’s mostly dissipated, replaced by confusion. “But I am not. In fact, it is kind of hot.” Jessie’s mouth twitched into a smile for a moment.
“What?!” Ronald was flabbergasted. This was so out of left field he didn’t know what else to say.
“Yeah, I know right? I find it hard to believe it. I could but take this stone and try to undo all this. I am sure the Jon guy I used to be would appreciate that but you destroyed Jon.”
“I’m sorry.” He squeaked.
“This is who I am. It doesn’t matter to me really. I am who you made me. Jessie Gibson. And this whole situation is undeniably hot.”
“Okay? What are you saying?” Ronald asked cautiously.
Jessie sighed, her tits shifting distractingly as she did. “I am going to give the stone back-” Ronald reached out his hand but Jessie raised the stone behind her, out of reach. “On one condition.”
Ronald stopped and asked the obvious, “What’s your condition?”
“You loop into your wish. Our harem. Some of them get changed to my desires,” A smile spread on Jessie’s face.
“Really?”
“Yes really. We can fuck them together if you want.” Jessie held the stone to Ronald. Ronald reached for it, his hand touching the familiar stone until it was snatched back. “And…”
Ronald getting a little fed up at this point said, “Now what?”
“And, you have to take me on a date.” Jessie was grinning now, her plump lips stretched wide over white teeth. She examined Ronald for a moment. It was almost as if she was undressing him in her mind before her blue eyes returned to his. Ronald tried to ignore the sensation of something stiffening in his pants as he held out his hand. The stone slapped into it. It was his again.
“Deal.”
