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Hollywood Wishes

His name was John Doe, and until a few days ago, he was just a nobody.

But that was before he found the stone. He had found it while on a hike in the woods. It was a small, round, smooth stone, and tied to it was a note. When he picked it up, warmth spread throughout his hand. He began to read the note, which was a bit difficult as the writing had been hastily scribbled.

-Dear Sir or Madam,

If you are reading this, then congrats! You have found the Wishing Stone, a magical artifact that has been lost to time. Many have spread throughout fictional realms, but only one exists in our world. I have passed it on to you.

-Your Benefactor

Needless to say, John thought it was a joke at first, but decided to give it a go. He took the stone and made a wish.

"I wish there was a giant pile of money in my living room."

He went to his small apartment and his mouth opened in shock. Just as he wished, a giant pile of money was on the floor of his living room.

"It really works!"he yelled triumphantly.

That was three days ago, and since then he had used his wishing stone to make himself a multimillionaire, take control of a really successful law firm that had been run by a woman with only female employees. The woman who had run it was now his personal foot stool, while the female employees were still working there, but now viewed him as their boss.

But why stop there? He did live in Hollywood, after all. And he could use his new powers to fuck and create a celebrity harem.

He used his new abilities to scout out any nearby celebs.

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