"I wish that Jon had a penis that was four feet long. I wish that whenever he saw a girl that he fancied, he got a four foot erection, but if he were ever in the position that he was going to have sex with a girl, the penis would shrink to a millimetre long, so that he couldn't have sex. If he gets an erection and there is no chance of Jon having sex, the only way to get rid of the erection would be to masturbate into his mouth."
Sarah turned to Jon. "Now then, Jon. Do you fancy me?"
"Not at all, you bitch."
"Ooh, that's not a very nice way to talk. What if I were dressed like this?" sahd Sarah, muttering a wish under her breath. Her clothes morphed and changed and suddenly she was stood in front of Jon wearing nothing but black lingerie, with black fishnet stockings and high heels. "Hey, I look pretty good in this" Sarah said and began to rub her breasts slowly.
Jon couldn't take his eyes of the spectacle. He didn't fancy Sarah, but couldn't resist. He wanted to have her. Suddenly, he felt a massive pain in his crotch. His trousers were bulging out by a good foot. He had to take them off! Whipping off his trousers and underpants, his penis stood erect. Like Sarah had wished, it was four feet long.
"I don't care what you wished" said Jon. "I'm never going to masturbate in my mouth."
"Suit yourself, honey," said Sarah, now back in her normal clothes. "You'll stay erect for ever! Unless, of course, you can find a girl to have sex with, but there's not much chance of that, especially if I say "I wish that no girl would ever want to have sex with Jon""
Jon looked across at Sarah. What could he do?
