Title: "Wishful Thinking: The Double Trouble Wish"

"Be careful what you wish for," I warned Jerry, cradling my beer as we sat on my back porch. "That's what I tell everyone now before I share my wishing coin story."

Jerry leaned forward, his curiosity unmistakable. "Oh, come on, Steve. Spill it."

I sighed, thinking back to the series of regrettable yet hilarious events. "Alright, you asked for it. Me and my wife, Linda, we had a solid relationship. But, you know, there were times I felt she was overworked and wasn't giving me enough attention."

Jerry chuckled, nodding sympathetically. "Common dilemma, buddy. So, what'd you do?"

"I made a wish," I confessed, looking at the shiny coin in my hand with a mix of nostalgia and regret. "I wished I could have two wives."

Jerry's eyes widened, a grin spreading across his face. "And it... worked?"

"Oh, it worked," I said, shaking my head. "But not in the way I imagined. The wishing coin decided to get creative. It turned my best friend, Todd, into an exact clone of my wife."

Jerry almost spat out his drink, laughing. "Wait, Todd? Big, burly Todd?"

"Well, he's not so burly anymore," I said, rolling my eyes. "Now he's got Linda's curvaceous and busty redheaded body. And let me tell you, he seems to love the new form."

"No way," Jerry said, barely containing his laughter. "How's he, uh, adjusting?"

"Oh, he's adjusted alright," I said, my grin turning rueful. "Wears low-cut tops all the time and keeps complaining about how heavy his—uh, her—breasts are while doing chores around the house."

Jerry was nearly in tears from laughter. "You mean... Todd's doing chores?"

"Yeah," I said, nodding. "Vacuuming, cooking, doing laundry. Complains nonstop, but somehow does it all better than me. Who knew Todd had a domestic side?"

"How's Linda taking it?" Jerry asked, wiping away tears of laughter.

"That's the weird part," I said, shaking my head in disbelief. "She and Todd gossip like high school cheerleaders. I walk in on their conversations and it's like a scene from those rom-coms Linda makes me watch. And let's not even get started on how weird it is to see Todd—uh, Linda 2.0—trying on makeup and asking me if the dress makes 'her' butt look big."

Jerry nearly fell off his chair. "I can't believe it. So, uh, any upsides?"

"Well," I said, smirking, "having two babes around the house has its advantages, even if one of them used to be a guy. But here's the kicker. For the life of me, I can't figure out if it's my real wife or Todd who keeps stealing the covers at night."

Jerry roared with laughter. "Oh man, Steve, I don't know if I should envy you or pity you."

"Just take my advice," I said, polishing off my beer and looking at the rogue wishing coin one last time. "Be careful what you wish for. Some wishes come true in the most unexpected—and hilarious—ways."

Jerry saluted me with his drink. "I'll drink to that, pal!"

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