My name is Jenna McKay. I just moved into a small lakeside property in Lucky palms with my cousin, Cassie.

We’re very close. We moved here from Sunset Valley to pursue our careers. I want to get into forensics due to a slight obsession with CSI, and Cassie wanted an interesting place to start her writing career.

It wsn’t easy when we moved in. We found out that our beautiful new home had been hit by a meteor! We were devastated, but started cleanup straight away before even thinking of moving things in.

After that, I found myself walking around town, and made my way to the Casino. After a few celebratory drinks and I was buzzed. I’d won a bit on the slot machines and had heard about a wishing well in passing. I decided to take a look.

What did I want? What would be good for me?

I decided I wanted a man.

I threw a simoleon in, wished, and then, before my eyes there was a frog. What a silly thing, right?

I could have left that frog where I found it, but instead, to prove the notion silly, I kissed it. And it transformed.

I suddenly felt as if a layer of magic was upon me as a blonde and blue eyed man stared down at me. I felt hot all over all of a sudden, as if I was a horny teenager.

He told me to call him Bernie.

We didn’t talk much that night. I’d never done anything of the sort in my life but I felt a strange compulsion to do these things. I wanted him. I was under the spell of whatever magic was in the air.

In that night, I loved him more than I have ever loved anyone in my short life.

In the morning, he was gone.

But not the evidence of what happened. That was far more potent.

This is the story of how a fantasy became real.