A foolish wish.

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“Man, we’ve gotta talk about this body you put me in.”

”Why? You don’t like it?”

”Oh, no. It’s not that. I like it. I like it a lot.”

”Then what’s the problem?“ the genie pondered, “Too handsome for you? Too muscular? You asked for, and I quote, ‘handsome and muscular.’ Isn’t this exactly what you wanted?”

“No, it’s not that,” the boy said, “I’m horny, man. So fucking horny. These muscles make me horny. This face makes me horny. That’s not right, man! I shouldn’t be turned on by my own self like that. I’ve been trying not to touch myself all day long. It’s fucking gay, man. You have to turn me back to being straight.”

”Sorry, no can do! You know the rules, three wishes!”

With that, the genie folded his arms across his chest and disappeared into a cloud of pink and purple smoke, with a little extra glitter thrown in for the pure effect. The boy, meanwhile, leaned back into his chair and wondered exactly what he had gotten himself into with his foolish last wish.

ft. Daniel Sticco