"This is getting old, don't you think?" Jim said looking down at Sharon. He had wished her to become a pillow, perched on his chair-seat penis when she was getting ready to get up and leave him like that for an hour. So they had been stuck like this, caught in a stalemate by each other's stubbornness. It was kind of fun in a strange way- Sharon's pussy remained firmly stuck on Jim's dick, as he pleasured her with what animation either of them could muster with their mainly inanimate bodies. Aside from that, and wishing each other's skin into different colors, they were stuck- Jim now shaded an ugly avacado green and grey, and Sharon a more dazzling sequined red with yellow tassles.
"What was that?" Sharon suddenly whispered, as a rattling came from the front door.
"I don't know..." Jim said as he thought, "Oh it must be the cleaning service. I wished they wouldn't see anything unusual, so as long as we stay quiet, they woun't-er-notice us this way" Jim flexed his rod in Sharon's pussy, exciting her.
"Ohhhhh!, " Sharon groaned in estacy- and then in panic, she said, "I wish we would be silent!" Jim tried to say something but he couldn't- Sharon had wished away their ability to talk- and just in time too, as the old cleaning lady came in.
"Allo?" She said, then shrugged, and went about her work, vaccuming and dusting around the house, starting with the living room, where Sharon and Jim were stuck. She looked at the two, and tsked in disapproval, as she picked up Sharon the pillow and slapped her a few times before putting her back down, upside down on the couch. Jim could only smile, as Sharon stewed, but is was his turn next as she vacuumed the furnature, including Jim's lap. Sharon smiled back as Jim made all sorts of faces as the old lady went over him- before she sat down on Sharon's soft form to take a break.
The cleaning lady was soon done, and just in time, as Sharon's wish wore off. Jim found himself back to normal, although the way he had been sitting as a chair, caused him to land flat on his ass. Once JiM turned back, Sharon did as well, upsidedown, she slid off the couch, and bumped her head on the coffee table. She quickly stood up as Jim arose, and began trying to yell at Jim. She felt her throat in alarm, as Jim pointed to the clock- her wish for them to be silence would only last a few more minutes.
" Two, three, testing- Ah, there we go," Jim said after repeating the mantra a few times as the clock ticked to the end of the wish, "Well that was fun, wasn't it?"
"Humph! If you SAY so!" Sharon snorted, "It seems like I didn't get to do ANYTHING during that last wish."
"Neither did I,"Jim shrugged, "Maybe you should have wished for something more interactive."
"More Interactive, huh?" Sharon said with a grin,"All right then..."
Sun Mar 4 17:23:37 2001