Luke very excitedly clutched the round metal token in his palm. Finding a wishing coin was a once in a lifetime windfall. It could make you famous, beautiful, rich, make you find true love - fulfill any desire you wanted, if it could be fulfilled within three wishes. But those things could also be fickle. Best to do a conservative try for the first one.
"I wish to be 6'5'' tall, muscular and handsome, with a huge cock and absolutely no bad side effects."
As the flicked coin sailed through the air, it was snatched by another hand. It was that of his bully George! Out of all people! He grew even more imposing as he smirked at Luke. "What is a loser like you doing with a wishing coin?"
Luke tried to grab the coin back, but to no avail. "That's no business of yours! Give it back!"
George's shit-eating grin got even wider. "You'd wish! Meanwhile, I wish Alice, that hottie sister of you, were here instead."
Luke's body snapped to attention as the magic phrase was uttered. George seemed even taller and more imposing, as Luke's dimensions shrunk to that of his little sister. The cut of his jeans changed to that Alice's low-rise, as his hips grew wider, his butt expanded and his manhood retreated, making him feel even weaker and more vulnerable. His black sweater shrunk and gradually changed color, until it had turned into Alice's favourite pink top, complete with a feminine bow drawing attention to the cleavage. A white push-up bra materialized underneath, the cups soon filled by mammaries. Involuntarily Luke tucked at the strings of the bra, to no advantage to himself but to be easier on George's eyes.
"That is so fucked up, even for you" Luke squeaked in the now much higher-pitched teenage girl voice of his little sister, crossing his arms. "Is this because you have a crush on Alice?"
George grinned. "Well, I am her TA, so I get to be curious. Like, trying out this." He pulled one of the exposed bra straps and let them loudly snap back.
"Stop doing that!" Luke hissed as he pressed his dainty hands on his own shoulders, protecting the straps. George used the opportunity to snake a hand into the now unprotected and so proudly presented cleavage and feel up Luke's boobs. Luke was blushing furiously - with the way he held his arms, it looked like he was pruposefully providing his bully with this opportunity. "NO!"
George withdrew his hands, presenting the palms. "Fine. Lady's choice. But if you ever want to be turned back, you should be nicer, Lucy. Deep down, this is what you wanted, isn't it?"
Lucy clutched her fists.
"You've heard my first wish. This is the opposite of what I wanted for myself."
George shrug his shoulders. "I've heard very differently. And I won't turn back a liar."
As he turned to leave, panic rose in Lucy. The last remaining wish was the sole opportunity to be restored! She ran after George and grabbed his shoulder to get his attention.
"WAIT! I... I..." She hesitated as she swallowed her pride and gave in to the gaslighting. "I... I had a different wish than I said."
"And you are sorry for lying?"
"Y-yes. I am sorry for lying."
"So what was your real wish then?"
Lucy hesitated, until George telegraphed that he was leaving again. "I wished... I could be like my sister Alice." - "That's not like I heard it."
Lucy sighed. "Fine, I wished I could be like my hottie sister Alice." - "You've also mentioned a purpose."
Lucy turned now really crimson. "I wished I could be like my hottie sister Alice, so that George could play with my bra straps and boobs."
George smacked Lucy's butt, making it jiggle. "Now you are truthful! And who am I deny such a pretty lady her wish?"
Lucy felt her back being pressed against George's rough and hard six-pack, and her soft butt being pressed against an even harder and growing bulge. Traits that should have been hers! Instead, her clothes were forcefully pulled off, exposing her very feminine boobies. Strong and rough hands cupped them, her nipples involuntarily stiffening. As her neck was kissed -
- Lucy moaned. Why did Alice's body have to be so damn sensitive!?
George chuckled. "You are a natural at that. I bet you would be an even better lay than Alice. I wish Alice had a boy-crazy twin sister instead, who is very happy this way!"
"NO!" yelled Lucy, as she was grabbing at the wishing coin, but it had already vanished. Alison giggled as she looked at her discarded low-rise jeans morphing into hotpants, and shimmering rhinestones on her top proudly declaring her a SLUT in capital letters. This was so much better, before the clothes had looked like something her prudish sister would have preferred. Alison was always the more adventurous one, happy to make friends with benefits and put out for them. Like that hunk George, who was currently massaging her tits.
"If you were like Alice and had a wishing coin, what would you do?"
Alison didn't have to think for long. "I'd wish I could be a slut like Alison, and it would make very happy!" Something in the back of Alison's mind felt very frustrated, but she quickly forgot about it as she undid George's belt buckle.