Jim and Sharon both went over and pulled Robyn to one side. Once they were alone, Jim said, "Okay, Robyn. Time for you to leave. You've done enough to damage this party."
"Damage it," she slurred. "Shit! I'm making this party come alive, you stupid..."
"How?" Sharon asked her. "By drinking so much that you can barely walk. By insulting all of our friends. Is this how you usually liven up a party, Robyn?"
"Drinking too much?" Robyn repeated. "Insulting your friends? I haven't done anything of the sort. I'll have you know that I have been the model of a perfect lady."
Jim sighed. "Robyn, you don't know how much I wish, that for the rest of the day at least, everything you said was true."
"You know what, Jim," she said, as turned to go back to the party, "at times like this, you are a real big dick."
"What a bitch," Sharon said, turning to Jim. "Why did you... Jim!"
Jim was gone. In his place stood a large, man-sized dildo. Sharon reached out and touched it carefully. It felt like just like the one she kept in her underwear drawer upstairs.
Sharon wondered out loud. "How the hell did this... Robyn! She called you a big dick, Jim. And now you are. But how?" Then she remembered what Jim had said. "Shit! Jim wished everything she said was true. And now it is. And for the rest of the day, no matter what Robyn says, it will be the truth, too. I've got to shut her up."
Sharon rushed back to the party, but before she got there...
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