Waking up one morning, a small machine is found waiting to be utilized. It’s just a simple, 3 foot cube, with a red button. What’s a utilizer? A witching machine? Did you ever wish for a machine to do your homework, or chores, or the mundane dirty work in life? Just wish for cash, and it just shows up.
It’s easy to build a dream house. First buy a mountain, take the utilizer to the center of the property, and start hitting that button, and laying out where the house should go, the gardens, the air strip, and what ever else springs to mind. What’s behind all the luxury on demand? Certainly it isn’t supernatural. No demons, or things like that.
Who actually owns the machine? Will they be coming to get it? How do you get tech support for the utilizer if something should go wrong? Real world problems may mean a move to a remote, South American country could resolve some of the troubles. For a while. Better get in more big wishing before the machine breaks, or is taken. The truth about the A-rating, and instant gratification on credit becomes all too clear, all too late.