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Amulet | Zigurat | 3

 

Good God, the young man mentally exclaimed, sitting down on the sofa besides his blonde-haired sister, her eyes once more turned back to the television. I can do – maybe, just maybe – hell, the possibilities could be endless! I could have every woman I want from Susie across the street to Mrs. Rayburn next door to Jessie right here next to me – I? Jessie? His eyes widened in shock. His sister was no longer the plain Jane he had grown up with. But – she’s my sister. His grin slid, a deep scowl settling on his face.

“Something wrong?” Jessie asked softly, glancing at her brother.

“I – I don’t know,” Ben shook his head. “It’s – complicated.”

“Then uncomplicate it,” she grinned.

Uncomplicate it? The young man shrugged. Any change I make, she wouldn’t notice – she’d just accept it, but I would know. Should I care? Would it be so wrong? Chewing on his lower lip, he imagined Jessie’s face sliding up and now his masculine rod, her cheeks drawn in from sucking on the turgid member, and felt the typical stirring in his loins, part and parcel when daydreaming about pretty girls. That certainly doesn’t care, Ben noted.

Would Jessie even care, he wondered. If she wanted to – after I, er, wish her to – would she feel that such thoughts and desires were taboo? I could find out easily enough. All I have to do is…

 

What happens upon the completion of Ben's wish?

 
 
 

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