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She’s halfway through stripping when you make the wish.
“I wish that you are now a little dumber.”
She pauses when you say it, giggling loudly as her brain loses even more IQ points. She has a bit of trouble with her bra, so you help her out. She sits down, smiling.
“Emi do it good!” She proclaims in a squeaky voice.
“Yes you did!”