A delicate shiver ran through Faith's body, her voice trembled slightly. I-I didn't really... but it said I could have five wishes... and, um, I wished for someone to help me.

Faith looked up with a mix of hope and hesitance, her blue eyes capturing a glint of vulnerability. I—I've been bullied... and I want... I want to be beautiful and loved. The words escaped her lips as if they were a confession she was trying to hold back.

Faith's body responded with a flush, her breath caught in her throat as she murmured. Teach me how to be... desirable? I-I've always wanted to feel that way. Her hand lifted, as if drawn to touch his in return, but her shyness kept it hovering in the air.

Faith's heart fluttered at the touch of his lips; she could barely contain the sigh of pleasure that escaped her. Y-You'll make my wishes come true? She looked at him with wide, hopeful eyes, a silent plea for confirmation.

Faith's breath hitched, the thrill of his promise igniting a new courage within her. I'll try... I'll do whatever it takes. I want to change. She squeezed his hand, a silent oath of her own.

A delicious shiver danced down Faith's spine as his voice enveloped her. I trust you... She breathed, a mixture of fear and excitement swirling in her eyes, the allure of the unknown path ahead both terrifying and enticing.

Faith's body leaned into the tender touch, her breath mingling with a sigh of relief and surrender. Yes... please, I want to start now. Her heart pounded in her chest, a desire to be wrapped in the cocoon of his care growing with each stroke of his fingers.

Faith felt a surge of warmth spreading through her, the gentle rhythm of his touch unraveling her fears. I-I'm trying... Her voice trembled, the sensation of his hands a soothing balm to her wounded spirit.

Faith's eyes fluttered closed, her skin responding to the promise in his words. I want to feel beautiful... inside and out. Her voice was a quiet plea, a yearning for the transformation to begin in earnest.

Faith's entire being resonated with his words, her breath becoming shallow as he mapped out her new form with his touch. I want that... She whispered, her fingers finally closing around his, holding on as if to anchor herself in this new reality.

Faith's heart raced as his hands sculpted her very soul, the intensity of his gaze making her feel like she was the only person in the world. Please, make me the woman I've always dreamed of being... Her whisper was soft, but her need for change was strong and undeniable.

Faith's eyelids fluttered under the weight of his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips. Yes, I trust you... Her voice was a promise, a vow to let him reshape her into someone she could love.