This choice: Trevor make a wish when he sees 'Micki' • Go Back...Chapter #17Trevor make a wish when he sees 'Micki' by: Cardio   Knowing that he didn't want to make any accidental wishes Mike did everything in his power to not listen to anything anyone had to say. Sure every couple of minutes Trevor would have to repeat what he said to Micki and sometimes Denise would nudge her husband to get him a little involved in conversation as to not be too awkward or rude, but by the end of the dinner Mike didn't grant any overheard wishes and Trevor enjoyed the company of the beautiful Micki. After getting through the appetizer, main course, and even dessert without any magical incidents Mike finally felt safe. The three friends left the restaurant (well, after Denise made a little wish for enough money to leave a nice tip but that wasn't a big deal) and went to Trevor's car.
"It was great to see you again Trevor." Denise said giving her friend a big hug. "It was great to see you too Denise, and I loved to see you again Micki." Trevor went in for the hug and instinctively Mike opened his arms to reciprocate, however he realized how awkward it felt a second in to the now too long hug his best man. After Mike's breasts stopped squishing against Trevor's chest and he prepared to walk away after a thankfully non-eventful evening he heard Trevor say, "Hey Micki, it was nice to spend some time with you. If you're free tomorrow I wish you'd let me take you out again."
Mike groaned internally and could hear Denise let out a little gasp. If Trevor noticed the not exactly warm instant response he didn't let on because Mike instantly felt himself turn around, walk up to Trevor and without intending to say it said, "I'd love to." Trevor looked ecstatic, "Great, just call me when and where you want to meet." And he left 'Micki' with his number. Mike smiled and walked away cursing internally. When he was out of sight of everyone he concentrated on the compact in Denise's purse and in a second he was back in there. Mike just stewed in his own thoughts for who knows how long before Denise opened up the compact and released him back in their bedroom.
"Well, that could have gone worse I guess." Mike said falling back into the bed. Denise pulled out the medallion and said, "I'll use this right now so that you can use it ASAP and get out of the date. We can't risk you getting into more trouble."
"No, that won't work." Mike said, "I can't really explain why or how, but with the magic I know that it wouldn't work for me. I've got to go out with Trevor tomorrow as Micki. The wish has to be fulfilled or else...I don't know but I'm not curious enough to find out what."
Denise looked at her husband with worry in her eyes, "Well, if you say so, but the second that date is over you get back here and use this medallion to turn back to yourself. I want my husband back."
"I want to be back too babe."
"Are you ready for bed?"
Mike thought about it, "No thanks, I'm just going to write for a while. Mike said as he went to his office and began to write. After a few pages of notes and outlines he figured he had a good story about having all power while being powerless. He typed and typed for hours until he heard a male voice from behind him, "Still at it?"
Mike jumped a bit when he turned and saw Dennis, his wife's normal male form she used when she used the medallion. "You already used the medallion?"
"Yeah," Denise said, "When I woke up there was still some stuff that needed to be done around the house and I didn't want to bother you after you went through so much yesterday."
"Woke up? Wait, what time is it?"
"It's well past noon, you were in front of the computer all night and all day, you were in such a zone I didn't want to disturb you. But Trevor will be here to pick up Micki in about an hour so I thought it was time to pull you away."
"Past noon? Really?" Mike said as he looked at the clock, he made a quick note on the computer about how genies might no have the best sense of time and might not need sleep before he felt the hands of Dennis pull him away. "Come on honey, let's find something for you to wear."
Mike stood up and went to the bedroom where Denise had pulled out some outfits for Micki to wear. Mike dug through the few dresses and skirt combo's they had, "Do we not have any pants or anything that will fit?" Denise shrugged, "Sorry, when you're Micki you usually dress nice for me, you don't really go casual as her."
"You're right, it'd be nice if I could just make myself wear some pants." Mike felt the magic powers inside of him stir and instantly he was wearing a pair of fitted blue jeans. Both Mike and Denise had wide eyes, "I just did that on my own! Without a wish." "Mike, you're getting used to your powers, you might have more control over them."
"You're right, I do feel a bit more confident in my powers." Mike again concentrated on his cloths and next thing he knew he was wearing a fancy green blouse. Denise looked excited, "I know I said you'd have to turn back after the date but this is really exciting." "I know I know. But now I've got to get ready for Trevor."
Soon Trevor came by and picked up 'Micki' for their date, neither quite knew at the time but the evening would be quite magical.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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