"You know, Tiffany. Sometimes I wish you were more like me," Sarah said. This was Sarah's second wish, so it was granted to Tiffany, as if she was the one that had made it.
Suddenly, Sarah felt her clothes change. They became tighter, sexier. She had already been wearing sexy clothes anyway, but now they were even sexier than that, almost slutty. Kind of like Tiffany's outfits. And with the outfit change, she also suddenly had a desire she didn't have before. She wanted sex. Needed sex. Also, just like Tiffany.
What was happening to her?
Whatever it was, though, at least Tiffany noticed it too. And she was just as surprised as Sarah was.
