Chapter 10 Careful What You Wish For (1/2)

Jack extended his hand, and grabbed on to the red woman's hand.

He immediately jerked his hand back with a yelp, and waved it around as he sucked air through his teeth. He looked down at his palm to see it was bright red, and could already identify the presence of several small white blisters forming on the pad of his palm. The red skinned woman looked at him with confusion for a split second, before a look of realization crossed her face.

”Oh, did you get burned? I figured you'd be immune to heat, considering.” She said, withdrawing her hand and looking at him with a mixture of concern and masked amusement.

Jack looked at her, still nursing his scorched hand.

”Considering what?”

”Well, Frumpkin told us you specifically requested a quote...'harem of really hot women'. It's considered a great honor to be selected as a romantic companion of a hero by God, but no one ever requests Ifrits, Fire Tieflings, or Ember Sprites because of our intense body heat. So we were overjoyed when he came to us and told us you were coming and that we were to be your companions. But, I didn't expect to be requested by someone who is so sensitive to temperature”,The red woman explained.

”Wait, you're my 'harem of super hot women'?”, Jack asked, feeling a sinking sensation in his gut.

The blue skinned girl spoke up with a warm smile.

”Yup, that's us! I'm Eleanor the Fire Tiefling, the small one behind me is Madeleine the Ember Sprite, and the one you've been talking to is Rose the Ifrit. It's a pleasure to meet you, mister hero!”

”Are you kidding me?”, Jack asked. ”Is this some kind of joke? Am I being pranked?”

”Pranked?”, Rose asked, tilting her head in confusion.

Jack hung his head, and buried his face in his hands. It would be just his luck that Frumpkin would take his description of ”hot women” literally. Here he was, face to face with beautiful women whose sole purpose for existence now was meeting his every desire, and he couldn't so much as give them a pat on the back without needing skin grafts. Perfect. Just perfect.

[”So, what do you think, kid? Are they hot enough for ya?”] Frumpkin's voice popped in his head, along with another sound that sounded very similar to a hair dryer. [”Do I know how to nail a wish or what?”]

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