RAFFLE: Common Mistake (Patreon)

"You know, it always astounds me..." Lord Modeus spoke as he watched through the observation window.

"What's that, sir?" Zoey, his personal assistant, was jotting down notes on her clipboard as he had asked.

"How long have we been at this... two thousand... three thousand years?"

"Since the dawn of time, sir,"

"Where does the time go? ...Well, we've been at this for this long, and yet mortals keep making the same wishes," He sighed as the moans from the other room grew more feminine. "They always wish for 'all the sex they could ever want,' or 'to be irresistibly attractive,' and all those simple wishes... So easy to corrupt," the grunts in the other room became rhythmic as the new woman was bent over. "I mean, it's just so easy... too easy..."

"Sir?" Zoey turned.

He shrugged as the changing woman began yelping excitedly, "I just mean, sometimes I wish there was a human who would TRY to trick us... or at least, I dunno, come up with a new wish I didn't have the 'ironic consequence' for ready to go," He turned to Zoey, "Just feels like going through the motions some days, you know?"

"Of course, sir," Zoey nodded, taking notes as the woman began drooling and begging for more, "But, maybe you could try corrupting their wish a new way?" The moans got louder, more orgasmic, "Maybe force yourself NOT to use the old standards, branch out. Bringing creativity to your work may lead to you having more job satisfaction?"

The new woman screamed with joy, her body completely transformed as she excitedly fingered herself, ready to find her next fix. "Zoey, you are my rock," Lord Modeus smiled.

"Of course I am, sir."