Fan Fiction/Genie Chronicles: Summertime Saga

Fan fiction written by BebopJet. Features body alterations, transexual/futa sex, and other content familiar to the Summertime Saga genre.

Prologue: A Funeral and a Cube

The rain was heavy during an overcast morning in Summerville, yet despite the inclement weather many of the small beach community were gathered at a lone hilltop where Richard Cross was being lowered into the ground. The priest overseeing the funeral droned on about scripture, but Michael Cross wasn't listening. He was thankful for the rain so his friends wouldn't see his tears streaking down his face as his eyes remained firmly focused on his feet. Somehow, Michael thought if he saw it happening, if he saw his father's casket go into the dirt, then it would all be too real. The young man, barely 18 years of age, was holding out some form of cognitive dissonance, refusing to acknowledge that he'd never see his father's face again once he was buried.

Finishing Richard’s last rights, the priest motioned for the casket to be lowered and Michael continued to stare intently on his shoes, focusing all of his energy on ignoring the passing moment. Within the crowd Debbie felt tears run down her cheeks next to the rain, but rather than watch the casket her eyes were glued to Michael, feeling the weight of his immense sorrow. “How much longer do we need to be here?”

“Jenny! Hush, someone might hear you.” Debbie hissed to her daughter. Normally she’d just ignore her Jenny’s shitty attitude, making such a comment at her friend’s funeral infuriated her.

“He’s not really going to live with us, is he?”

“Of course he is, he’s got nowhere else to go.”

“Will he pay rent?”

“Apparently Richard didn’t really have any money to leave, he was in deep debt at the time. I don’t think Michael has a penny to his name.”

“Great, so we’re taking in a homeless person then.” Jenny scoffed dismissively.

Debbie focused her attention back to Michael, refusing to acknowledge her daughter’s tantrum anymore. People had started rising to leave, but she noticed Michael was still in his seat, refusing to move. Looking over, Debbie caught Diane’s eye for a moment, causing her friend to come over as everyone else proceed away from the funeral. “Poor kid, you really taking him in?” Diane asked, looking uncomfortably tight in a formal black dress that clung to her body from the rain. Debbie knew she wasn’t doing much better in her older black dress that she hadn’t worn for years as well. In fact, now that she thought about it, the last time both Diane and Debbie wore these dresses, it was for the funeral of Michael’s mother.

“He’s got no where else to go, and Richard was a good friend.”

“You’re a good person Debbie, just don’t let your daughter be too much of a bitch to the poor kid.”

“Diane!”

“You know what I’m talking about. The last thing Michael needs is her being a brat to him about everything.”

“I know, and Jenny’s been an only child all her life. I’ve spoiled the shit out of her, but after Donald left she was all I had.” “Well now you have Michael too. Hope you ladies are prepared to find the toilet seat up from time to time now. It’s been a while since you’ve had a man living under your roof.”

“He better not, I’m not sharing a bathroom with him.” Jenny suddenly declared, looking up from her cell phone. “Get in the car Debbie, it’s pissing rain.” She complained as she ran to the car.

“Classy gal you got there Debbie.”

“Oh hush you.”

Debbie walked over to Michael as he remained seated, the rain pouring down over him.

“Michael, honey, are you ready to leave?”

At first he didn’t say anything and Debbie was worried he would make a scene, much like her daughter would in the same situation. Instead, Michael slowly rose, turned to Debbie, and hugged her closely, weeping into her shoulder. Her heart broke for the boy and all she could do was pat his head gently. “It’s okay Michael, you’re coming home with us. It might not be the home you’re used to, but it’s your home nonetheless.”

The ride back to her house was thankfully quiet as Jenny appeared completely absorbed in her phone while Michael looked out the window, his eyes too lost to even roam.

Parking the car, Debbie led Michael upstairs to the room she set aside for him, across from Jenny’s room. She felt bad that he’d be regularly exposed to her shitty attitude, and almost thought about putting him in the basement, but it wasn’t finished yet and wasn’t suitable for someone to sleep in.

“I know your house is being foreclose and most of your dad’s stuff is being repossessed, but we were able to get your belongings out in time and moved here. Nothing’s unpacked yet, so make what you will of the room Michael, just put the boxes out with the recycling when you’re done.

“Thank you, Debbie.”

“I’ll having something ready for dinner later tonight, and I often cook breakfast in the morning, if Jenny can wake her broke butt up in time to eat.” Debbie tease with a grin.

“I heard that!” Jenny shouted from the other room across the hall.

Debbie and Michael shared a snicker at Jenny’s outburst, and it was the first time she’d seen the young man laugh.

“I’ll leave you alone for now, just let me know if you need anything.”

The door closed as Debbie left, leaving Michael in a room full of boxes, an empty wooden computer desk, and an unmade mattress. He began unpacking his stuff, using it as an excuse to keep his mind busy and his hands occupied. It didn’t take long until the room looked like a real bedroom. His computer was set up, despite not being functional due to a fried video card, and his clothes were all put away in the dresser Debbie had in the room for him to use. He even put a few posters on the wall and got his telescope setup next to the window.

After an hour had past of unpacking Michael felt more at ease with the space. He opened the last box to pull out his skateboard and a few books, but as he sorted through the stuff he found something he wasn’t familiar with. Small cube of some kind, with moving pieces like a rubix cube, but older and rustic. It was made with wood plates and brass lining the edges. Despite it’s apparent age and wear on the item, the pieces still moved fluidly, easily clicking into place as he hands manipulated the odd device.

“Where the hell did this come from?”

Looking into the box, Michael found a sticky note that must have fallen off the cube, written in his father’s handwriting.

‘For Michael’

It was only two words written on a yellow sticky note, but it was enough to send a fresh flood of tears down his face as his hands work furiously over the cube. Knowing it was from his father spurred Michael’s determination to solve the puzzle box, even though he knew it would be an empty victory.

Minutes turned to hours as Michael kept working at the puzzle, having trouble because it used fractions of images rather than colors to match up on the 6 sides. Not knowing what the finished pictures should look like left Michael in confusion for a while till he had an idea.

Pulling out an old polaroid camera his father used to use (Though Michael was unsure what his father used the camera for as he had never seen any polaroid pictures in the house) Michael took a picture of each side of the cube. Waiting till the picture cooled down Michael then carefully cut each box of each side out of the pictures, leaving his room a mess of small fragments of images. From there it was a simple matter of shuffling them around, trying various combinations, until 6 unique and distinct images formed on his floor, each composed of cut out pieces of a polaroid picture.

Michael was smiling, happy he had solved the first piece of the puzzle just as a soft knock at his door disrupted his focus. “Michael, do you want some diner?”

“Sorry, no Debbie. I’m fine.”

A pause hung heavy in the air for a moment before Debbie spoke again.

“I’ll leave something in the frig for you if you get hungry dear.”

“Thank you, Debbie, I appreciate it.”

Michael knew Debbie probably thought he didn’t want to eat out of grief, and there was some truth to that, but really he just wanted to solve this darn puzzle. The images formed by the pieces on the floor were confusing as Michael looked them over. Each appeared to be a different woman holding the same pose, kneeling on the floor with her hands in her lap. It’s why Michael had such trouble with the cub to begin with, since the pictures were so closely matched. In one image the woman wore silk garments and she had short cut hair with heavy breasts. In another image her hair was longer and her outfit was more revealing. Each was distinct in appearance but hand the same general pose and demeanor.

“Okay, so now that I know what I’m working with…”

Using his cellphone since his computer died, Michael looked up the universal algorithm for solving rubik’s cubes. He knew that there was a method to solve rubik’s cubes based on the color, or in this case image, in the corner of the cube. He’d seen YouTube videos of people solving them super faster and that led him to read up on how to do it, finding out about this process. It took some trial and error since the lack of colors was still throwing him off, but eventually at about 1am in the morning, Michael snapped the last piece into place, finishing all 6 images on the cube.

“Finally…what the fuck?”

Purple smoke poured from the lines in the cube in Michael’s hands, quickly filling the space around him. Panic coursed through his veins and his first instinct was to yell out, but his body suddenly felt sluggish and unable to respond. His eyes fluttered as consciousness became fleeting, and the last thing Michael saw was a form on the floor of his room, kneeling before him…

Chapter 1: A Woman and Wishes

Consciousness came slowly to Michael as he heard Debbie call his name from downstairs.

“Michael! Michael are you awake?”

Rubbing his eyes slowly he hollered back, “I’m awake, sorry, I’ll be down in a minute…”

Becoming more aware of his surroundings, Michael froze at the site of a beautiful half naked woman on the floor of his recently unpacked room. She was dressed in revealing silks that left little to the imagination, with pale smooth skin curved in all the right places. She had gorgeous long red hair that stood out second only to her amazingly gifted chest, breasts that hung with a tear drop shape.

“Master, I live to serve…”

Michael could only blink in confusion, worried that Debbie might come up any moment to check on him.

“Excuse me…who are you? A friend of Jenny’s?”

“No master, I am your servant, for as long as you desire.” The woman replied her head still bowed.

“Can you please get up, it’s hard to have a conversation when you’re looking like that.”

“As you please master.”

The woman rose and Michaels breath was stolen by her beauty. She looked older than he was, older than Jenny but still younger than Debbie. Voluptuous is the first word running through Michael’s head, and he could feel himself tenting his shorts. At that, the memories of the night before came flooding back and fear griped him once more.

“You…I saw you just before I passed out!?”

“Yes, I apologize. The process is rather intense and can have a profound effect on a new master, but it allows me to better serve you by having an intimate knowledge of who you are and what you desire most.” The woman explained gracefully, still standing half naked. Her chest rose with each breath, causing her nipples to stand out against the silks.

“What are you?”

“I am a Jinn, but not the kind that you might be familiar with. I am a specific bred of Jinn designed to serve a single master or mistress, should they so desire, and provide them with an endless supply of sexual wishes.”

Michael’s excitement died down at the explanation as he started chuckling.

“That sound insane, that can’t possible be true. This has to be some sick joke Jenny is playing on me.”

“I assure you, Master, that this is no joke. I am whoever you wish me to be, and I can provide any wish you desire, so long as it is sexual in nature.”

Michael couldn’t help but laugh out loud, the whole concept was insane. While the woman was incredibly sexy she had to be either a nut job or a friend of Jenny’s playing a trick on him.

‘Best to end this early,’ Michael thought to himself.

“Fine, if you’re a sexy genie, then I wish to have a pair of tits as nice as yours.” Michael asked with a smirk.

The woman’s eyes flashed deep purple for a moment, causing Michael to step back and fall onto his bed.

“It is done.”

Looking down Michael gasped loudly as his shirt strained to contain the huge pressed against the containing fabric. Reaching up with shaking hands he squeezed his newly developed tits and almost screamed as he felt the pressure of his hands through his body in a not-unpleasant fashion.

“Holy sh…” Michael was cut off by a knocking at his door.

“Michael, honey, you need to get going soon. Please come out and at least grab a bite.”

“Crap, can you undo this?” Michael hissed.

“Of course, Master.”

With another flash her eyes Michael’s amazing tits were gone just as suddenly as they had arrived.

“I need to open the door, can you like hide, turn invisible, or something?”

Without a word the woman suddenly disappeared. Michael was left in his room, confused as to where she went despite him asking to. Just then his doorknob started turning as Debbie opened the door.

For the second time that morning Michael’s breath was taken away. It was obvious Debbie had not lived with a man for several years, as she wore only a loose-fitting bathrobe with plain panties and nothing else. Her ample bosom swung heavily behind the fabric, only barely hiding her areolas. Michael once again found himself become awkwardly erect.

“Are you okay Michael?”

“Yes, sorry, I’m fine, just getting my bearings.”

“I understand. I know your friend Eric lives nearby. You were going to walk to the Community College with him, right?”

“Yeah, he lives right next door to you.”

“Oh good, so you have a friend close by. That’s important dear.”

Debbie came in for a hug and Michael was intensely aware of her breasts pressing against him. He knew that she was just as gifted the day of his father’s funeral, but seeing her this exposed made him much more aware of it now.

“Come on down, grab a bite of something, but then you need to get going.”

“Sure Debbie, I’ll be down in a second.”

Debbie nodded then left his room, closing the door behind her. Waiting for a few moments, Michael called out quietly.

“Are you still there?”

“Yes master.” A lovely voiced answered directly behind him. Michael spun around, his hands flailing, causing the sultry woman to giggle softly.

“I am sorry Master, it was not my intention to scare you.”

“No, it’s my fault. I asked you to disappear. Where did you go?”

“It’s hard to explain master, I sort of go to an incorporeal state. I do not exist in a physical form, only a mental form.”

“Then how do I talk to you when you’re like that?”

You simply think to me and I’ll hear you master. Michael suddenly heard in his head without seeing her lips move.

“Okay, this is freaky. I have a ton of questions, but like no time to ask them. Can you like follow me in that in-cor-whatever state you mentioned?”

“Yes master, if you so wish it, I will be with you always.”

“Sounds good, lets do that. Now I need to head downstairs, so please do that and…well we’ll figure this out.” Michael explained as the woman had already vanished.

Heading downstairs he saw Debbie was cooking some eggs and toast. It was originally intended to be eaten at the dinning room table where he saw Jenny was eating her own meal wearing just panties and a tight plain shirt, but Debbie had turned it into a sandwhich for him to eat on the go.

Jeez, are either of them aware of how they are dressed? Michael idly thought.

Debbie is not, and she is not aware that her open robe and hanging breasts are causing you arousal. Jenny, however, is hoping to embarrass you with her attire.

“Here you go dear, you can eat this on the go.” Debbie explained as she handed him the sandwich.

“Thanks Debbie, so much. For this and…well for everything really.”

“Oh it’s fine honey, I know I’ve always just been a family friend to you and your father, but I’m happy to help.”

She gave him another close hug and Michael rushed out the door, ignoring a rude comment he barely heard yelled from Jenny in the dining room.

Okay, it’s a short walk to Eric’s, but I think I have time for a question or two.

As you wish Master, ask me anything.

Where do you come from?

That is hard to explain. Simply put, I am from an ancient race that made pacts with humans. We exchange knowledge and power, but some humans sought to harness the power of the Jinn and put us into slavery. This explains the few stories you have heard, usually around being granted 3 wishes.

Right, Aladdin, all that jazz.

Exactly. I am a special Jinn designed to be gifted to a human, one who must pass a trial of some kind to free me. Once freed, I grant that human as many sexual wishes as they desire while also serving as their consort and Mistress of their harem.

Michael stopped walking for a moment, his head swimming at the overload of information.

Harem?

Yes, and if the master so chooses, they may also bind me to them so that I may never serve another.

And how does that work?

They must take my virginity.

“You’re a virgin!?” Michael called out loudly in shock.

“Yeah, no need to broadcast it to the whole fucking neighborhood.”

His friend Eric had approached, completely to Michael’s surprise, as he was engrossed in his other conversation. Eric looked around, worried who might have heard Michael’s comment. His glasses hung lower on his nose, causing Eric to push them up further. His unkept shaggy hair looked like it had been a few days since it had been washed, and Michael wasn’t sure if his friend owned a shirt that wasn’t green.

“Sorry dude, I didn’t mean that.”

“It’s okay man, it’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting you to yell that first thing in the morning to me.” Eric replied sullenly as they started walking to the community college.

“Hey, it’s cool Mrs. Johnson let you move in with her. She’s that yoga instructor at the gym, right?”

“Yeah, she’s really nice, and super close to the school. And it’s awesome that I live right next door to you man, that worked out really…oh, sorry, I didn’t mean that.” Eric corrected as he suddenly realized the reason for why Michael was living in Debbie’s house.

“It’s okay, I know you didn’t mean it that way…” Michael trailed off, ending their conversation short.

Trying to break the tension of the moment, Eric began rambling about the newest video game he really wanted to play, World of Orcette. He was ranting about how realistic the boob jiggling in the game was, but Michael was more interested in making sure he wasn’t crazy.

Are you still there?

I am Master.

Michael looked around to see if he could see the woman he found in his bedroom this morning following them at all, but she was nowhere to be found.

What do I call you?

What do you wish to name me Master?

Well I wasn’t planning on giving you a new name, what’s your current name?

I have none sir. I emerged from the box newly formed. This is the first time I’ve existed in this realm, and as such I have no name. It is usually the honor of the Master to name his Jinn.

Michael started sweating, feeling overwhelmed again by the situation. He tried to refocus on Eric’s rambling to anchor himself back to reality.

“So yeah, not only can you adjust the breast size of the character, you can also adjust their areola size as well, which is cool but like after you finish character creation you’ll like never see the nipple again unless you take off all your armor. But lets be honest, why the heck would you do that? You’re just begging to get ganked if you do that.”

“Totally.” Michael responded as an automated response.

“Hey, MC?” Eric asked, using Michael’s nickname from high school.

The boys had finished their walk to the community college and stood just outside the entrance doors. Several people were already coming and going in the early morning to their classes as Eric and Michael stood at the front of the walkway.

“What’s up?”

“You know Dexter ended up going here, right?”

Shock and terror coursed through Michael’s veins as he heard that information. Last he heard, Dexter, the all start football champ from their high school, had a oneway ticket to state university on an athletic scholarship.

“How the fuck did that happen, aren’t we already into the semester?”

“He got kicked out of state university, lost his scholarship. Apparently despite a metric asston of help, he failed all his classes and then he got caught using steroids. So, they booted his ass down to the community college. Told him to get his grades back up and they might consider taking him back.”

“Like that’s ever going to happen.”

“We just need to stay clear of him and it’ll be okay. Luckily it looks like he’s already hooking up with the hottest girl in school, a cheerleader named Roxxy.”

Entering the school Michael looked around, hoping to not see looks of pity on everyone’s face. Instead, everyone just seemed to be going about their day, oblivious to all that had occurred in Michael’s life. Sighing, he relished the opportunity to just fade into the crowd for a bit as he walked to his first class, separating from Eric with mutual ‘See you later’ from them both.

Taking a seat in his first class, French 101 with Ms. Bissette, Michael opened his book as she went over the last chapter they were on. When he was sure she was in the middle of her lecture, and not about to call on him or anyone else for at least a few minutes, Michael mentally checked out as he checked back in with his mystery woman.

Okay, so it’s my responsibility to name you?

As it had happened previous, a voice from nowhere answered him directly in his mind.

Yes, that is the expectation. The Master names their Jinn.

Michael thought for a moment, running a collection of names through his head.

How does Jessica sound? Jessie for short.

It sounds lovely Master, I am happy to be called Jessica.

Great, so explain to me these wishes you were talking about. I mean, I gave myself tits to apparently they can do anything.

Not exactly sir. While you are free to alter your own body as well as mine in whatever way you desire, wishing to alter the world around you is much more limited. Wishes of that nature have to be sexual in nature and shouldn’t be so outlandish as to draw undue attention.

I get the sexual part, but why not the outlandish part?

Jinn power is about subtly. Anything that would appear obviously magical could attract attention of powerful beings wishing to harness my magic for their own. This is why it is recommended for every master to bind their Jinn.

Michael gulped at that part, remembering it involved taking Jessie’s virginity.

Okay, so I could increase someone breast size a few cups but not like giving them tits the size of Eric?

Exactly. Breast size can be increase to rather substantial level, but too big and it runs the possibility of attracting undesired attention. Too many changes of an extreme nature in a single location would be of notice.

The talk of breasts swirled images of Jessie and Debbie’s heavy hangers in Michael’s mind, causing him to become erect again.

You said I could change myself?

Of course Master.

Can I have like a 10 inch dick, thick too, like over 3 inches thick?

Of course, Master, you need merely wish for one.

Oh, yeah. I wish for a nice big dick like that.

Michael’s eyes went wide as he felt his pants suddenly shrink, his erection suddenly down near his knee as opposed to his thigh. He was worried he was going to poke out of his orange shorts as he looked around furiously, hoping no one noticed.

“Mr. Cross? Michael?” Ms. Bissette asked in her enchanting French accent.

“Oh, sorry, what was that?” Michael asked, realizing he had ignored the lecture for too long.

“I was simply asking if you remember the word for bicycle in French?”

“Oh, uhhh, yeah, but first could I be excused to go to the rest room?”

“My instinct is to say no, but this is a college and not a high school. You may come and go as you please.” Ms. Bissette admitted with a tinge of annoyance.

Michael gingerly stood up, completely unsure of how to move with the newly formed baseball bat in his shorts. Walking carefully to the door, he saw Ms. Bisette look at him with wide eyes as her gaze was glued to his crotch.

Rushing to the nearest restroom Michael picked the middle room designed for families and disabled individuals. Closing the door he locked it, giving him a sense of privacy from the rest of the school.

“You can come out now.”

Appearing at his side, the curvaceous Jessica in silks stood with her hands behind her back, arching her breasts out as her nipples still showed clearly through the silks.

“Holy shit that’s not helping.” Michael lamented.

“Do you wish me to help master?”

“Yes, I can’t run around school like this, I’ll need to wish this huge thing away.”

“Or…”

Jessica lowered to her knees before Michael then tugged his shorts down along with his underwear, the clothing pooling around his flipflops. Michael’s enormous member stood out proud and pulsating, eager for any attention with a drop of precum already poking from the tip. Jessie took his cock in her hand and pulled his foreskin down and taut as she engulfed the crown in her mouth.

Michael’s world shrank as he senses could now only process the wet lips wrapped around his member as the base of his shaft was being expertly jerked in unison. His complete inexperience with sex made the trip to orgasm an extremely short one as he could already feel a familiar tension build in his sack.

“Oh god, Jessie, I’m going to…”

Upon hearing and feeling his body tense Jessie just sucked harder and jerked him faster to push him over the peak. Micheal felt the explosion a moment before it actually happened and his cock suddenly erupted in Jessica’s mouth, pouring pulse after pulse into her throat. She eagerly swallowed it, moaning heavily at his taste.

What was mere seconds felt like ages as Michael’s cock continued pulsating inside of Jessie’s mouth, the magical being never letting a single drop touch the floor. Soon Michael came down from the high of his orgasm as his cock deflated, sliding out of Jessica’s mouth as she cleaned up the rest of his shaft.

“Oh…oh god. That felt so good.”

“For me as well master.”

Looking as Jessica as she rose from her knees Michael noticed she was flush and there was a wet spot in her silks near her crotch area.

“Did you have an orgasm as well?” Michael asked in shock.

“Indeed Master. My role is to serve you. Pleasing you pleases me. Once you bind me to you, you can cause an orgasm in me with just a look, should you desire to.”

When she finished Jessica’s look was one of pure lust and desire. Michael could already feel his cock swelling again, trying to rise for a second round. Focusing, he pushed that down.

“Trust me Jessica, I want that, more than you know. But, I always want it to be at least a little special, for you and me.”

Jessica’s demeanor shifted and she leaned forward, hugging warmly. He arms wrapped around his back and her tits pressed into his chest.

“Thank you master, you wishing to bind me if special enough itself. Whenever you are ready to do so, I will also be ready.”

“Cool, I don’t want to wait too long, so I was thinking probably tonight in my room, like after Jenny and Debbie have gone to sleep.”

“As you wish, Master.”

Breaking their embrace Michael redressed, happy he could finally fit his cock back into his shorts even though it was still a tighter fit.

“For now, I need to finish out the day here. I’m already behind in my classes so I need to catch up. Can you do that disappearing thing again where I can still talk to you.”

Of course. Michael heard as Jessica disappeared in a small puff of purple smoke.

Exiting the private restroom, Michael ran back to class hoping to catch the end of Ms. Bissette’s lecture.

Chapter 2: Questions and Realizations

Michael left the bathroom with a flushed face and a grin that he couldn’t get rid of. He had just had his first blowjob, and it was amazing. The fact that his cock had briefly been in a woman’s mouth and he had cum down her throat was swimming around in his head and was barely suppressing his excitement about fucking Jessie later that night.

Quickly walking down the hall, Michael returned to his French class just as Ms. Bissette was handing out a quiz that Michael knew he was woefully unprepared for. Sitting down trying to concentrate on his quiz, Michael looked up every now and then and each time he caught his teacher looking at him with rosy cheeks. Her eyes quickly darted away each time their eyes met.

Is she trying to make sure I’m not cheating or something?

No, she is trying to see if you still have an erection.

Michael felt his own cheeks turn flush at that information and he kept his eyes glued to his quiz, despite not filling out any of the questions yet.

Crap, she saw that?!

Yes, and she now believes you went to the bathroom to masturbate thinking of her. She is under the impression your erection was caused by her.

“Thank you all, please turn your papers up to the front.”

People from the rear of the class handed their quizzes to the row ahead of them, forming a brief chain as the papers worked their way up to the front row, where they were handed in to Ms. Bissette’s desk just as the bell rang.

Standing up hoping to duck out without any more attention, Michael froze in his tracks when he heard Ms. Bissette’s lovely accent call out, “Mr. Cross, please see me before you leave.”

Keeping his head down low Michael went to the front of the class as the other students exited. Ms. Bissette watched them all leave and closed the door behind the last student besides Michael.

“Michael, I saw your quiz, you didn’t answer a single question.”

“I know, I’m really sorry Ms. Bissette, I’ve just been…distracted.”

Her face going flush again, the teacher handed his empty quiz without looking directly into Michael’s eyes.

“I understand that boys your age have…needs. All I ask is that you do whatever is necessary to come to my class and give your full attention to me.”

“I understand, I’ll try harder.”

Ms. Bissette’s demeanor softened as she remembered why Michael had been missing from her class for several days.

“Listen, you’re going through a difficult time right now, I completely understand. No pressure, just try to set aside some time to get back on track and let me know if you need anything from me. I’ve been offering some private tutoring opportunities for students, but no one has picked up on the offer. Maybe it’d be a good way for you to catch up.”

“I’m sorry miss, you’re right. Thank you for the offer. Once I get settled back into my class schedule I’ll take you up on that offer as soon as possible.”

Ms. Bissette leaned forward and embraced Michael in a warm and reassuring hug which he gladly returned. Yet the incident in the bathroom was still fresh in his mind and the feel of Ms. Bissette in his arms returned vigor to his crotch, he cock pressing against his French teacher’s thigh through their fabric.

Michael’s face turned a bright shade of red as he was sure she felt his engorged member pressed between them.

“Well yes, I, uh…I’m sure, you, uh…have other classes to attend today.” Ms. Bissette awkwardly stumbled her words as she broke their tender moment.

Excusing himself from the moment, Michael simply left the classroom with little more than a “Goodbye” and continued to the hallway, feeling like he could breathe again.

If I’m going to keep this thing, I need to get some more control.

Why master, she enjoyed the feeling as much or even more than you did.

Taking a seat on a bench in the hallway, Michael took a moment to clear his head as he mentally conversed with Jessica.

You’re kidding. There’s no way she’s attracted to me.

Having seen the bulge in your shorts she became aware that you are gifted in size, and part of her fantasies regarding men have always revolved around those who are particularly well endowed. She’s never experienced sex with anyone who had more than 5 inches to boast, so went she saw the size of your crotch, it flooded her mind with fantasies. That was then further enhanced when she believed you were masturbating to thoughts of her in the bathroom, which then enhanced her fantasies. Her fantasy of a well-endowed man have now turned to a well endowed student, adding a slight air of taboo to her fantasy. She was wet during her entire lecture thinking of you and her fantasy, then feeling your manhood press against her thigh, she was eager to run upstairs to her office so she could lock the door and masturbate while thinking of you…

It was a lot to take in and Michael could only blink in response as he processed all the new information.

So she’s thinking of me sexually?

Yes.

So she’ll have sex with me?

No.

Once again Michael was left confused and bewildered.

Sorry, but human relationships are complicated. While she is thinking of you sexually, she still wishes to keep her job and the risks are too dangerous for her to cross that boundary. Should you attempt, now, to sleep with her, she will turn you down. However, should you simply wish for her to sleep with you, that can easily be accomplished master.

The idea left a sour taste in Michael’s mouth. He could already see the prospect of Jessica’s powers had huge implications and could easily lead him down a dark path.

Lets table that for now because that feels a little too…dirty. I don’t like the idea of taking free will away.

As you wish master.

Michael took a moment to chew on his lower lip as she sat on the bench, other students of the community college moving around him as people came and went to their various lectures.

Is there anything I could do, besides wishing her, that would make her desire me enough to cross her own boundary?

Despite not being able to actually see Jessica in that moment, Michael could feel her ponder the question.

Yes, there are steps you could take that increase her attraction to you to the point that her boundaries would no longer apply.

What would those steps be?

She finds the French language to be particularly enticing, believing it to be the language of lovers. She’s watched hours of French films, romances in particular, and even spends her free time reading French erotic novels. If you were to show a great improvement in your French proficiency, she would assume you did so in an attempt to woo her, and that would combine both her love of the language and her erotic fantasies to the point that she would actively pursue sexual relations with you.

Michael huffed and rolled his eyes with a heavy sigh.

Great, so all I need to do is become completely fluent in French in order to seduce my teacher. No tall order there. I wish it was as easy as you’re making it out to be.

As you wish, so shall it be my master…

Not realizing the gravity of the words Michael used, he felt his head rush as if with a momentary brain freeze, forcing him to squeeze his eyes shut and press his forehead into his hand. The feeling passed quickly, and he looked up, confused for a moment.

“Merde, je peux parler Français!?”

“What the fuck did you call me nerd?” A loud violent voice called out in response to Michael’s exclamation.

Looking up Michael didn’t realize that Dexter had just passed him. Michael panicked as he realized that Dexter was assuming Michael was talking shit about him in another language.

“Nothing..nothing Dexter, just practicing for French class.”

Standing up so that he wasn’t in such a defenseless position, Michael couldn’t help but cringe a little as the 6’4” brute came stomping up to him.

“Roxxy, this nerd called me something in French. What the fuck did he say to me?” Dexter called out to the busty blonde in the hallway walking up behind the brute. Roxxy was a genetically gifted specimen of a cheerleader, with a naturally narrow waist yet broad hips giving her a classic hour glass figure that ended in large but still perky tits.

“How would I know Dexter, I didn’t even attend today. Hey, I think he’s in my class. Aren’t you the one who’s daddy died? Didn’t he kill himself like a loser?” Roxxy said with venom in her tone.

Anger welled up in Michael, anger he hadn’t realized he’d been hanging onto since his father died, and he let it overflow onto the dumb jock and arrogant bitch in front of him.

“Yeah, well at least I knew who my father was! At least I grew up in a loving house and not some trashy trailer park with a slut for a mother!”

Roxxy’s eyes went wide with fury, his hands balling into fists with bright white knuckles.

“Dexter, beat the shit out of this fatherless fuck!”

Running up behind Michael was Erik and a blue hair girl wearing a black hoodie, embodying everything about teenage gothy angst.

“Dude, why are you picking a fight with Dexter?!” Michael’s best friend hollered just a Dexter grabbed Michael’s shirt collar, his fist raised and ready to destroy.

“I’d think again about that Roid Rage. Principal Smith is coming!” The blue haired beauty warned.

“Fuck, I can’t get caught fighting again Roxxy. If Coach Bridget hears about this, she’ll kick me off the team and I’ll have no chance of getting back into State.”

Dexter released Michael’s shirt and darted off, not wanting to be caught in a scene as the Principal made her way down the hallway.

“Whatever, this isn’t over Michael. I’ll deal with you later!” Roxxy threatened as she ran off to join Dexter further down the hallway.

“Are you okay?” Michael’s friend Eve asked as she pushed a few strands of her blue hair behind her ear before crossing her arms in front of her.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Luckily you two showed up just before things got super nasty. Oh shit.” Michael exclaimed just as Principal Smith walked up. Her stern glare was only overshadowed by her massive breasts pressed precariously against her pantsuit, straining the fabric that barely contained her stout yet voluptuous body.

“You three! Get over here, right now! What are you still doing in the damn hallway?!”

“Sorry Principal Smith, it’s just that Dexter was about to…” Erik stammered.

“Ah, Mr. Cross. Finally returned to us I see…” Principal Smith mused as she jabbed a wooden ruler she was holding into Michael’s chest.

“Y…yes, ma’am.”

“It’s about time! Do you have any idea how far your grades have fallen?”

“No, I wasn’t really worried about that. You know…because of my father dying.”

“Yeah, how is that fair?” Eve perked up in Michael’s defense.

“That’s enough out of you Eve! I suggest you get your butt to class before you find it sitting in detention! And as for you, Michael. We need to discuss your failing grades! I want you upstairs, in my office, right away!”

“Yes, Principal Smith.”

Stalking away from the three students, Principal Smith marched further down the hallway, having additional aggressive conversations with other students she found lingering in her school.

“Man’s she’s pure evil.” Erik groaned.

“No kidding, she’s worse than my sister.” Eve chimed in as well.

“I’m serious! She’s like the Evil Ice Queen from Whorecraft!” Erik continued.

Rolling her eyes but grinning despite herself, Eve leaned over to give Michael a welcome back hug. “Sorry I missed you in Miss Bissette’s class this morning.”

“Still regularly late I see. Glad nothing’s changed as I was out.”

“Hey, it’s not high school, and besides, my sister needs my help at the shop.”

“Doesn’t she get super pissed when she finds out you’ve been ditching class though?” Erik asked, genuinely puzzled.

Firmly yet playfully Eve jabbed Erik in the arm before giving Michael another hug as she started to leave. “Good to see you again. Let’s catch up another day when Dexter’s not trying to kill you.”

“See ya.”

“I’m out too buddy. I left a ‘welcome back’ gift in your locker.” Erik said as he patted Michael on the back before heading off.

Breathing a sigh of relief Michael slumped back down onto the bench to gather his thoughts, knowing he’d probably be late to his next lecture.

Are you unharmed master?

Yeah, just shook up a bit. Not sure what the hell started all that, or why it escalated so quickly. Dexter’s always been a hothead, but that was way aggressive even for him, and Roxxy was at her bitchiest today.

Dexter is having trouble dealing with his latent homosexuality that he refuses to accept and Roxxy is extremely sexual frustrated because Dexter is unable to become erect the few times they’ve tried to have sex.

Michael could only dumbly blink as he processed the onslaught of sexual information.

Wait, Dexter is gay but he doesn’t know it or won’t accept it, and Roxxy is just horny and taking it out on other people?

Correct Master. Dexter irregularly tries to assert his heterosexuality with Roxxy but is mostly unable to perform. That, and his penis is far bellow average size so even when semi-erect, he is unable to please Roxxy in anyway. She often has to resort to masturbation, but that is complicated due to her living conditions with her mother in their shared trailer, so more often than not she unable to achieve orgasm. Considering she is at the prime of her youth and at peek fertility, her body is demanding a need she is thus far unable to provide. It’s like having an itch you can never scratch. Thus her current attitude.

Standing back up Michael walked over to his nearby locker and started to enter his combination, but momentarily blanked as he realized he had no clue what his locker combination was.

Shit, I’m going to need to head to Principal Smith’s office after my next class. I have no idea what my locker combination is, and my book is in there. I really hope Ms. Okita doesn’t call on me like Miss Bissette does. Anything you can do about that?

Unfortunately no, Master. Unless you can think of a sexual way to phrase the request. I apologize for failing you master.

Taking his seat in the science classroom, Michael tried to reassure Jessie, who sounded a bit sensitive for not being able to help him.

It’s fine Jessie, don’t beat yourself up. We’ll figure it out.

“Hey Michael, how are you doing?” A sweet voice suddenly asked, snapping him out of his mental conversation.

Michael was embarrassed that he hadn’t even noticed that Mia was sitting at his table and had been looking at him the entire time he walked into the classroom and sat down. She had her hair up in a ponytail and was wearing a pink collared shirt with form fitting blue jeans.

“Oh, hey Mia. Sorry about that. Thanks, I’m doing as well as can be expected. Really its thanks to one of my dad’s old friends, Debbie. She’s letting me stay at her place rent free as I get back on my feet.”

“That’s a relief Michael, I’m glad to hear it. Of course I’m happy to help as well. If you wanna drop by my place we can study together sometime.”

“Thanks Mia, that’d be super helpful. After attending Ms. Bissette’s class and talking to Principal Smith I’m starting to realize I’m much further behind than I originally thought. Any help is appreciated.”

“Sure, just make sure you come at night and sneak in past my parents. My mom doesn’t want me to have any boy visitors, she thinks it’s improper. I’ve tried telling her that I’m not in high school anymore and she can’t control me like that, but then she just reminds me that since I live under their roof I have to abide by their rules. It really sucks.”

“Yeah, you’d think they’ve trust you more now that you’re in college. Luckily your house is just a bit down the street from Debbie’s place, so it’s not a bother to run over.”

Mia smiled at him and placed her hand on his, giving him a friendly squeeze. Michael felt her touch through his entire body and his cock started springing back to life. Michael’s eyes went wide in momentary fear as he snatched his hand away, leaving Mia confused and feeling more than a little rejected by his response.

Fuck, I hope she doesn’t think I’m weird. Doesn’t think thing ever stop.

She doesn’t think you’re weird, she just thinks you’re not interested in her. And the responsiveness of your engorging penis in due to your young age, virility, lack of sexual experience, and now magical enhancements.

Right, I get that, but I can’t like hold her hand and then get a raging hardon at the same time. If she notices she’ll think I’m a pervert.

No master, she’ll think you’re attracted to her, which you obviously are, and that in turn will increase her arousal and make her extremely wet. She is very attracted to you, she has been for a while. With the death of your father her attraction has turned to empathy and affection, thus heightening her ‘crush.’ She is also young, virile, and due to the sexually oppressive nature of her mother, she is yearning for sexual exploration as much or even more so than Roxxy.

Michael was starting to become accustomed to a general state of shock and confusion as he was learning more and more intimate details of all his friends thanks to Jessie’s magically innate knowledge of all things sexual.

Reaching over, Michael took Mia’s hand in his again, and squeezed her back.

“Sorry, bad reaction. Not your fault, I’m just still…I’m just still dealing, you know.”

“I know, just wanted you to know I’m here for you.”

Standing up Mia offered Michael a hug, which he gratefully took and held it for a few moments. His cock was pressed firmly against his shorts and he was sure she could feel it pressed against her, though she didn’t say anything.

Breaking their momentary embrace, the two sat down again as Ms. Okita began her lecture.

She definitely felt that Master. She is going to masturbate tonight thinking of you.

This is insane. Basically what you’re telling me is all the women around me are horny as hell and just dying to fuck.

A moment of silence told Michael that Jessie was contemplating his question and thinking of how best to respond.

I think it’s more you’re shocked to find out that everyone is just as human as you are. You have had your own fleeting fantasies of having sex with those around you, including Roxxy, Eve, Mia, Debbie, Jenny, and even Principal Smith.

Ugh, okay, I jerked off to Smith like one time and it wasn’t my proudest orgasm.

Right, all these women are human and they have the same kind of desires you have. They have, at times, considered you in a sexual way, some more than others. Due to my influence you just naturally appear more attractive and desirable to those around you, so those previous thoughts are becoming more pronounced. Remember, men aren’t the only ones who experience sexual desires and a need to copulate. These instincts are very much present in women, but in your society today it’s not as sociably acceptable for women to display such desire. It is reliant on men to pursue women, not the other way around. It is expected for men to want women, but it is not expected for women to want me. But just because society has deemed it that way, that doesn’t mean that’s how women actually feel.

So, the long and short of it is, just as much as men want to fuck women want to be fucked.

Exactly master.

Michael felt a wave of understanding finally pass through him as his brain connected dots he didn’t even realize he was putting together.

Even Debbie?

Yes, though not as often as others. There’s a desire there, but it’s buried deep under her more motherly type instincts towards you due to her relationship with your father. But more than once, while masturbating in bed or in the shower and having trouble achieving orgasm, your face has popped up as a potential lover, and the vague tabooness of the idea, despite her not having any actual relation to you, pushed her over the edge. She uses the idea of sex with you as the ‘final straw’ when she is having trouble achieving orgasm.

Ms. Okita was deep into her lecture and Michael realized he had listened to a word, but luckily she seemed more focused on maintaining the pace of her presentation rather than stopping to ask questions.

Guess that means Ms. Okita has had sexual thoughts of me too then.

No, never.

Oh, so she’s not attracted to me.

No, but she’s not attracted to anyone. She’s asexual.

You know, just when I think I have a handle on things, you go and confuse me all over again. Lets pick this conversation up after class. I need to at least try to pay attention.

As you wish Master

With Jessie’s final thought to him Michael felt a hand brush against the bulge in his shorts. He looked around and saw it wasn’t Mia and he realized that it was Jessie’s way of mentally waving goodbye to him temporarily.

Sighing heavily Michael turned his attention to the lecture and made the best effort a young horny man could at paying attention to a boring science class.

Chapter 3: A First Time for Everything

Like a kid with a new video game or comic book they were dying to dive into, Michael found it terribly difficult to pay attention to Ms. Okita during her lecture. He was dying to ask Jessie more questions and learn more about this new world he discovered and it took all his mental fortitude to stay focused on the task at hand.

Waving goodbye to Mia and Erik (who had also shown up for class, just a little later than the others) Michael returned to his locker to get his gym clothing out.

“Crap, I still don’t have my locker combination.” Michael fumed at the air.

Looking at the stairs leading up to the 2nd and 3rd floors, Michael mustered his courage to face the Principal for the second time today, hoping this visit would go a bit smoother than his first.

A few minutes later Michael was outside the Principal’s office, knocking gently on her door yet vaguely hoping she wasn’t actually there so he wouldn’t have to face her again.

“Come in.” Called a cold voice from the other side.

Walking into Principal Smith’s office, Michael saw that Annie was standing in front of Smith’s desk as Smith sat on the other side, both shooting him mean glares. Annie was dressed in what appeared to be a school uniform, which was strange since the community college didn’t actually have school uniforms. Michael could never figure out where she got those outfits from or why she wore them, but it was all she wore besides her gym clothing.

“Mr. Cross, what are you doing here?”

“Sorry ma’am, I just wanted to see if I could get my locker opened and a reset on the combination. I forgot the combo and I need to get into the locker for my next class.” Michael asked sheepishly.

“While that is incredibly irresponsible, it’s good that you’re here as we need to discuss your grades. As you can see you are failing all your current courses.” Principal Smith informed Michael as she held up a piece of paper displaying his current grades in Art, Science, Music, French, and Gym. All had F’s in overly bold red lettering.

“Yes Principal Smith, I’m sorry about that. Now that I’m back I’ll work with each of my teachers to try and catch up and raise my grades, I promise.” Michael swore, feeling more ashamed now about that time he jerked it to Principal Smith after admitting it to Jessie earlier.

“Don’t expect any leeway from your teachers or myself, everyone is expected to carry their academic weight here, regardless of their circumstances young man.”

“Understood ma’am.”

“Good, you’re dismissed.”

An awkward moment passed as Michael realized she had forgotten about his original reason for coming to her office. “Uhh, my locker ma’am.”

“Oh that’s right, you forgot your combination. Annie, escort Mr. Cross to his locker and open so he can reset the combination.”

Annie stared daggers at Michael and stomped out the door, leading him through the hallway and down the stairs.

“You realize you’re in this situation because you skipped school for a month.” The younger woman coldly accused without looking at Michael.

“I’m not sure I’d call grieving over my father as ‘skipping.’” Michael countered, not wanting to really get into it with Annie.

Arriving back at Michael’s locker, Annie pulled out a key from her pocket while sighing, “Alright, let’s get this over with.”

“Weird, you just happened to have a key to my locker?”

“Don’t be stupid, this is the school’s master key. It opens any door and any locker. That’s why it’s called a master key.”

“Then why do you get to have it?”

“Because I’m the close assistant to Principal Smith and I have to spend my time keeping all you kids inline.”

“Kids? We’re the same age Annie.”

“Yeah, right. Everyone around here is so immature and lacks discipline.”

“So you just carry that thing around with you all the time?” Michael asked, ignoring Annie’s comment.

“Of course not, we normally keep it in Principal Smith’s office. We rarely have to use it.”

“Really?”

“Really. No one else here is dumb enough to forget their locker combination. Now grab what you need and reset your combination to something you can remember. I believe we have athletics next and you don’t want to be late.”

Annie marched off, leaving Michael feeling annoyed and perturbed. Grabbing his clothing, he found the gift Erik had left him. A card from their favorite collectible card game, The Fappening. It was the Dillon card, a support card Michael needed for his Orcs and Humans deck he was building before his father’s death.

Grabbing his gym clothes Michael ran off, hoping to change and be outside in time to beat the bell. Hitting the locker room section of the school, he was a bit confused as the girl’s locker room was tapped up with construction warnings.

Lingering in the hallway outside the boy’s locker room was Judith, an acquaintance of Michael’s who he shared gym class with. She was a sweet girl, though a bit awkward. Her body proportions were a bit extreme, with extra wide hips and a heavy chest that looked like it was going to tip her over, though her body was mostly hidden under loose clothing in dark drab colors.

“Judith, what’s going on?”

“Oh, hey Michael. I’m not feeling too well, I might just go home.”

“You’re not coming to class?”

“Well...I just...I can’t go in the boy’s locker room.”

“The boy’s locker room? Why would you go into the boy’s locker room?”

“You mean nobody told you?”

“...No?”

“A pipe burst in the girl’s locker room and it’s closed for repairs...We’re sharing the boy’s locker room now.”

“For real!?”

“I don’t really feel comfortable about it, like the other girls.”

“Well...the class is starting soon, so there’s probably not that many people left in there anyway?”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right…”

“I can go in with you, to make sure you’re okay, and I promise I won’t look!” Michael added quickly.

“Okay...I’ll follow you then.”

The two walked into the empty boy’s locker room together where several bags of clothes and various clothing lay strewn about. Jockstraps and bras laid piled together in multiple corners, evidence of the joint usage of the space.

“See? It’s not too bad. It’s empty.” Michael reassured Judith.

“I hope you two remember the rules in regards to being late!” A voice suddenly declared behind the two young adults, making them almost jump out of their skin.

“If you’re not in uniform and outside on the field in one minute…” Annie threatened as the other two turned around to face her.

“It’s okay Annie, we get it. We’ll be outside in just a moment.” Michael countered, trying to smooth over the situation.

“As the Student Union President and official hallway monitor it is my duty to write infractions to anyone breaking school guidelines.!”

“Hallway monitor? This is a community college, not a high school.” Michael tried to clarify, hoping to bring a semblance of logic into the conversation. “Besides, Judith isn’t very comfortable in the guys’ locker room. She’s going to need some extra time to get ready, okay?”

“Is that right Judith?”

“Well...yes.” Judith confirmed while pushing her large rimmed glasses back up her nose.

“What’s the matter? Just a little bit insecure around the boys? Or are you inciting disorder and disobeying the rules?”

“It’s not...it’s just that...I’m not...wearing a bra!” Judith proclaimed as her hands flew up to cover her face in embarrassment.

“Oh, I see. Coming up with excuses to skip class, are we?” Annie asked as she narrowed her dubious eyes. “Your lack of obedience is alarming, and I will not allow it! Get dressed immediately, or I’m sending you both to Principal Smith!”

Judith and Michael exchanged nervous glances with each other. Michael shrugged and smirked, hoping to provide a sense of relief and calm, as he started pulling off his shirt.

Judith followed Michael’s lead nervously, pulling up her shirt over her huge breasts before removing her pants, including her panties. Her torpedo tits stood out, hanging low with a definitive pointy shape as she tried to cover herself in vain.

Michael followed suit, stripping down completely while exposing his large hanging magical cock to both Judith and Annie. Their eyes were immediately drawn to the monster dick and the sudden attention caused Micheal to begin to stiffen, his cock rising due to the awkwardness of the situation.

Oh shit, can you make this thing go down!

Why master? Judith is extremely entranced by the sight of your member, as is Annie. They both would prefer to see it more. Jessie teased mentally.

They want to fuck me?

Not all sexual encounters need lead to intercourse, and frankly both are entranced yet slightly frightened of your cock, though they both desire to see more.

Not exactly sure how to proceed, Michael looked between Annie and Judith, trying to find the right words. “Sorry, he sort of has a mind of his own. I can’t exactly go to the field like this though, right.”

“N...no, of course not. I’m not even sure you’ll be able to fit that thing back in your shorts in its current state. Cease your state of arousal Michael, it’s not appropriate here.” Annie demanded, though her tone was softer than before.

Gripping his cock at the base Michael gave it a few shakes and a tug to demonstrate how firm and rigid he was. Judith and Annie never broke eye contact with his shaft, which gave Michael more confidence in his display.

“Sorry, but the sight of Judith’s tits got me really worked up. Not sure this will go down even if she puts a shirt on. I’ll need to jerk off.”

“My...my tits got you that hard?” Judith asked while still standing stark naked. She had stopped trying to cover herself as she was enchanted by the sight of Michael’s member.

“Well yeah, your breasts are nice and big.”

“They’re too pointy.”

“Na, guys love big tits, regardless of the shape. Trust me, any dude would be happy to suck on them, fuck them, or cum on them.” Michael assured Judith as he started slowly stroking his cock before the two women, letting them watch his self pleasuring.

“You...you want to cum on my tits?” Judith asked as she blushed deeply, her whole body turning a bright pink.

“Hell yes, what guy wouldn’t?” Michael affirmed while still stroking his cock.

“Then it’s decided. Michael, relieve your seed on Judith’s breasts, then your cock should be able to fit back in your shorts and you can make it to gym class.” Annie instructed as she moved behind Judith. Annie placed her hands on Judith’s shoulders, guiding the naked woman to her knees in front of Michael. Judith was too shocked at the whole ordeal to say otherwise, letting Annie take control of her body. Annie hefted Judith’s tits in both of her hands, squeezing them together as an offering to Michael. Judith couldn’t restrain her moans at the sudden contact of Annie’s hands, her nipples and areolas feeling pleasantly stimulated at the unexpected touch.

Michael pointed his cock at Judith’s huge tits, stroking it slowly for the girls, letting them see his cock in all its fullness.

Did you make them go along with this?

No master, this was purely of their own desire. Granted, my affect on you enhances your pheromones and other sexual indicators in a purely animalistic fashion, so that you are more likely to induce ‘heat’ in a woman. This is still their decision, and they’re both enjoying it.

All the attention on his perverted display of self sexual gratification easily pushed Michael over the edge as his balls tightened against his body. His cock flexed heavily as his cum shot out of the tip, spraying all over Judith’s tits. Both women gasped at his climax as Michael’s cum coated Judith’s heavy hangers. Annie squeezed them together, rubbing the semen in as it spilled over the sides and onto Annie’s hands.

Michael’s orgasm seemed to last forever as pulse after pulse of cum sprayed onto Judith’s tits, hitting her bottom chin at one point with a particularly powerful blast. The girls watched intently as every last drop was released, leaving Michael feeling properly drained. Annie continued to squeeze and massage Judith’s tits, running Michael’s cum into them. At one point she pinched Judith’s nipples, eliciting a moan of pain and pleasure from the naked woman, which brought an evil grin to Annie’s lips. Eventually the moment broke and everyone came to their collective senses, realizing the awkwardness of the situation they were.

Annie released Judith’s tits and looked at her cum covered hands, not sure what to do with them now. “Yes, well, both of you clean up and get outside before you miss the whole class.” Annie curtly ordered before retreating sheepishly.

Michael offered Judith a hand and found a clean towel for her to use. “Sorry about that, not sure what exactly happened.”

“No problem Michael. Did I really turn you on that much?”

“Yeah Judith, you’ve got a great set of tits, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.” Michael said with a grin as he started dressing in his gym clothes.

Feeling a sense of clarity after having his second orgasm for the day, Michael breezed through gym class, though he was left a bit winded after coach Bridget was done with him. Judith kept giving him furtive glances but Michael would just smile and wave at her.

By the end of the day Michael was walking back home with Erik, and the two were back in sync like nothing had ever happened, discussing video games, the Fappening, and girls. It all felt oddly normal to Michael, which he enjoyed.

“See ya tomorrow?” Erik asked.

“Yeah bud, take it easy.” Michael affirmed as he opened the door to Debbie’s house.

Jenny was in the living room flipping through channels on Debbie’s big screen TV, still wearing her tight top and panties from earlier. Michael found Debbie in the kitchen reading a newspaper while still wearing her loose fitting robe, her heavy tits displaying a generous amount of cleavage.

“Oh honey, how was your first day back at college?” Debbie asked as she came around the kitchen’s island to give Michael a hug.

“Community college!” Jenny yelled from the living room, taking any opportunity to knock Michael down a peg.

“It was fine Debbie, thanks. I have a lot of catching up to do, as Principal Smith reminded me on several occasions, but I think it’ll be fine.”

“Are you hungry? I haven’t made dinner yet, but the leftovers are still in the fridge.”

“Yeah, would it be okay if I took them upstairs? I need to do some homework.”

“Of course, I’ll warm them right up for you.”

A few minutes later Michael was in his room with a hot plate of leftover lasagna, his door closed and locked to prevent any accidental walkins from either Jenny or Debbie.

“You can come out now.” He declared to the empty room.

Jessie appeared in a puff of purple smoke, still wearing her overly revealing silk outfit. Michael was instantly erect again at the sight of Jessie’s perfectly large breasts with bright pink areolas. They hung against her silks, pushing the fabric from her body. Her hips were wide despite her waist being lean and there was a delicious curvature to her ass. Creamy white skin was accentuated by her deep red hair and brilliantly blue eyes.

“Master?” Jessie asked in a sultry voice.

Michael gulped as he put the plate down on the table. He approached Jessie slowly, wanting to enjoy the sight of her.

“Earlier today, you said something about binding a jinn, right?”

“Yes master. All you need do is to take my virginity.”

“Won’t that hurt?”

“A little, perhaps, in the beginning. You are much more gifted now than you were previously.”

“Oh, shit, I could wish it to be smaller if that would help.”

“No Master, I love how it looks, and I would be thrilled to be filled with your passion, regardless of the size. Trust me, this is what I was made for, Master, and it’s what I want more than anything. Once I am bound to you, I can serve no other. Possession of my vessel will be useless and I will happily serve as your genie, wife, mistress, or whatever role you want me to play in your life.”

Michael couldn’t take it anymore and approached Jessie with vigor, his lips meeting hers as his hands roamed her body. She melted under his touch and let her tongue dance against his as she tugged at his belt, desperate to undress her Master.

They were a tangle of clothing for a few minutes as shirts, shorts, and silks flew everywhere, leaving the two naked on his bed. Jessie was on her back, her heavy breasts spilling to the sides as Michael continued to deeply kiss her. His hands groped her tits before working their way down south, finding her soaking mound aching for his touch. He touched her labia tenderly, wanting to explore and figure out her body first, but the mere contact on her groin elicited a loud moan from Jessie.

“Shhh, Jenny and Debbie could hear us!”

“Do you wish for them not to?” Jessie panted?

“Oh, yeah. Please.”

“As...as you...as you wish Master!” Jessie almost screamed as Michael inserted a finger into Jessie’s wet pussy, teasing her clit as he ran his finger against the underside of her hood.

Feeling more assured that they wouldn’t be disturbed or cause a scene, Michael relentlessly fingered Jessie’s pussy, causing her back to arch and her eyes to flutter. After several minutes of relentless finger fucking Michael wasn’t sure how many orgasm she had had, but as he pondered that she suddenly moaned “6, I’ve had 6 thus far Master.”

“Can you spread your legs please?”

Eagerly obeying Jessie not only spread them, she bent her knees and pulled her legs up to her chest, openly exposing her sex as much as possible. Michael moved between her legs and at first Jessie thought he was finally going to penetrate her like she desperately wanted. Instead, Michael moved his head directly in front of Jessie’s pussy and he began to eat her out, his tongue lapping at her labia and flicking her clit.

Jessie screamed in pleasure, loudly announcing she was having orgasm number 7 as Michael lapped at her opening. Her hips bucked wildly against his face, her body yielding to his oral stimulations.

“Master, please, I need you. I need you inside me Master. Take me, take my virginity.” Jessie pleaded.

Michael rose up and shifted his body up the bed, his face and lips covered in Jessie’s juices, yet that didn’t stop her from kissing him deeply, enjoying her own taste. As they passionately kissed the tip of Michael’s cock naturally lined up against Jessie’s open, pressing ever so slightly in, coating his crown with her passion.

Their kiss broke as they realized what was about to happen. Michael stared into Jessie’s deep blue eyes as he pressed forward with his hips, his cock slowly penetrating her. Jessie lovingly held Michael’s gaze, affection and passion painted across her face while her eyes went wide and her mouth gaped as she felt him slide into her opening.

Michael went slowly, not wanting to hurt Jessie, but he continued until his cock was buried completely inside of her. They froze there for a moment, enjoying the pleasure of being intimately joined before Michael began working his hips back and forth, his cock easily gliding into and out of Jessie’s tight pussy. She gripped him firmly as he pulled out then relaxed and let him slide back without much resistance, leaving Michael feeling like Jessie’s pussy was milking his cock. Sloppy sounds of fucking filled the room as he proceed to pound Jessie vigorously. Her back arched, her hands wildly groped her own tits, and her eyes fluttered as they both lost track of her orgasms.

Michael knew he would have blown his load as well far earlier if he hadn’t already cum twice before at school, but after a few solid minute of raw fucking he felt a familiar tingle in his balls.

“Jessie, I’m...I’m going to cum.” Michael panted.

“Yes Master, please, please bless me with your seed!” Jessie moaned.

Her urging was all he needed to push over the edge and Michael grunted as his cock exploded inside of Jessie. Her legs curled around his waist and pulled him tight against her body, wanting every drop to be deposited deep inside. Feeling her master cum her sparked her own massive orgasm and she moaned louder than any of her previous climaxes. Their bodies grinded against each other as they rode out their collective peaks.

Eventually their frenzy ended and they disengaged their tangle of sweaty limbs, both left breathless on Michael’s cramped bed. Michael couldn’t believe what had just happened, and he felt a true sense of happiness and joy, something he hadn’t felt since his father’s death. Jessie turned on her side to face him and curled against her Master, her eyes closed and her mouth painted in a satisfied smile.

Neither said a word, as none were needed that moment, and sleep came to both Master and genie quickly.

Chapter 4: Learning and showers

Michael woke a few hours later, his warmed dinner now very cool on his desk with his still non-working computer. Jessie was curled against him, her body warm and glistening as she also stirred from her post coital nap.

“Whoah, that was…” Michael stammered, lost for words.

“Intense Master, yes, it was. I am thrilled and honored to now be joined with you forever. I look forward to the next several lifetimes with you and seeing what all your imagination can achieve with my power.” Jessie mused as she stretched, her body splayed out for his eyes to drink in.

“Wait, what? Lifetimes?”

“Yes Master. Now that I am bonded to you, you can live as long as you want. You may watch generations go by, or if you so choose you can release your hold on his world and allow yourself to pass at a time of your choosing, if that is your wish of course. I will happily join you on your path to the next realm.”

“So if I die, you die?”

“Yes, but death for you is now a choice, not a factor of chance.”

“What if I’m, like, hit by a car?” Michael continued to ask, feeling he should have been asking these questions much earlier. He didn’t mind that they were so casually naked together in his room, but the sight of Jessie’s curvy body was beginning to stir new life into his cock.

“Should such an unfortunate event occur, my magic would prevent your death while also creating a reasonable justification for your survival that others would believe. You are immune to all known diseases so things like cancer, aids, other communicable diseases are not a worry for you, including those transmitted through intercourse.” Jessie answered as she took hold of Michael’s cock at the base, casually stroking him as she answered his questions.

Michael found it a little difficult to concentrate as Jessie’s hand effortlessly rubbed his shaft up and down, eliciting unknown sensations within him.

“Okay, so I’m pretty much unkillable, and I think you mentioned something about being able to freely change my body however I want. I think the demonstrations with the tits cinched that part. How about giving me an extremely strong, limber, and agile body, with a six pack abs and frame most desirable by women.”

Jessie continued to stroke Michael, her gaze wandering up and down his body as her eyes momentarily flashed a deep purple.

“It is done.”

“Crap, I don’t have a mirror in here. I wish I could see myself.” Michael said offhandedly, not realizing he was actually making a wish wish.

Suddenly, a mirror appeared over his bed, floating lazily directly above and facing him. He could see his thick cock standing firm in Jessie’s expert grip as she continued stroking him, not trying to make him cum yet but keeping him heavily aroused.

Michael was impressed that his body had both changed a lot and not that much at the same time. His general frame was pretty much the same, height and build wise, but he had filled out a lot more. His shoulders were rounder with far more definition, his abs had tapered, and his chest was puffed out more with a dash of chest hair and hair around his stomach. He looked like he had just been on the famed Marvel diet and workout routine for a movie role, and he’d gone from nerd to hunk in the blink of an eye.

He also realized that a few other changes had occurred. Minor pains he wasn’t even fully aware of were gone now, and as he ran his tongue over his teeth he found all his fillings had disappeared. A minor scar on his ribs had completely disappeared, and his face had cleared of his teenage acne.

“Holy shit, do you think people are going to flip out?” He asked, suddenly worried he had changed too much.

“No Master, largely because people have a tendency to not notice minor details. You notice them because this is your face and your body, and you are more intimately familiar with it than anyone else on the planet, except maybe myself of course. People will notice you more now, mostly women, but it’s not that they’ll immediately notice all your changes such as you seem them now, but instead they’ll feel like they’re seeing the true you for the first time. As a young man, many around you saw you as the boy you were. This will simply switch their perspective into seeing you for the man you are.” Jessie explained as the pace of her hand on Michael’s cock quickened.

Throwing a leg over his waist, Jessie mounted her Master, guiding his thick cock back inside her. Her eyes squeezed shut as she reveled in the fullness she felt as he was fully inserted into her. Bracing her hands on his muscled stomach, Jessie began humping him, slamming her hips down with vigor.

Michael reached up and held Jessie by her shapely hips, knowing he wouldn’t last long with the pace she was setting. It didn’t seem to matter though as in a few moments he could tell she had already humped her way through a few orgasms, her pussy forcefully contracting around his dick.

“Jessie, I...I think I...I think I lo…” Michael panted, almost afraid to say the words.

“It is okay Master, I love you too.” Jessie grunted as she continued to pound her body against Michael’s. That final part sent him over the edge. Grabbing her hips Michael thrust up as his cock erupted in her body, sending Jessie over the edge as well. Their bodies spasmed together for what seemed like eternity until eventually their high ceased and they were left in post coital bliss.

“Oh shit, I keep cumming in you. We should be using protection!” Michael suddenly realized.

Jessie merely giggled as she enjoyed the feeling of Michael still being inside her despite both of them being momentarily spent. “Do not worry Master. I cannot become pregnant unless you wish it, and you will not make any other woman pregnant unless you explicitly desire to do so. With no fear of STDs or accidental pregnancies, you are free to experience any woman you want, raw.”

“Okay, I’m obviously not using you to the fullest extent of your capabilities. I need more information. What am I missing?”

“Yes Master, and I fully desire for you to use me as much as possible.” Jessie teased while ever so slightly grinding while still mounted on him.

“So I think I get the basics. I get to live as long as I want, can’t be killed and I’m completely immune to all diseases and stuff. I can change my body however I wish, and yours included. So far so good?” Michael asked. Jessie reached down and grabbed Michael’s hands, placing them on her massive bosom. “This should help you think more Master, and yes, you are correct thus far.”

“I don’t think that’s going to help me concentrate, but I won’t complain.” Michael joked as he openly fondled Jessie, eliciting slight moans from her.

“I can wish for changes to other people, but I need to be careful how extremely I change people so as to avoid undue attention.”

“Yes...yes Master.” Jessie panted.

“So like I could wish for someone to have slightly bigger tits, maybe even big tits whereas before they had small tits, but wishing for them to suddenly be like 9 feet tall or something weird…”

“Probably wouldn’t be a great idea.”

“And I can’t just wish for millions of dollars.”

“Nothing specifically sexual about that wish unfortunately Master, but a clever and well thought out wish that takes into account a sense of anonymity can easily work around these restrictions.” Jessie clarified, her pace picking up again.

“Okay, so I just have to be clever about my wishes, but it sounds like I can sort of validate them with you before I make any wishes, and it doesn’t appear that you’ll try to trick me like in the stories about genies.”

“No Master, I will not trick you in any negative or impactful way.” Jessie teased as she more forcefully humped Michael again as he squeezed her tits harder.

“That doesn’t sound like you won’t ever trick me though.” Michael grinned.

“Well, you like a bit of naughty and mischievousness in your women. Anything I’d do, I’d do purely to elicit your pleasure, nothing to punish or demean you.”

“Am I missing anything?” Michael asked, trying desperately to stay on task but becoming more and more lost in their lustful fornication again.

“Two things, master. One, while I do have some limitations in the real world, I can make more impactful changes in your dreams. Should you choose, you can initiate a dream world of your entire making to live out more complex and world altering changes. Two, I am capable of creating life like simulacrums. Independent entities composed entirely of magic to do your bidding.”

“What...what the fuck? Really? So like I could wish to be in a fantasy world full of Elves and Nymphs and run around fucking everyone?” Michael asked, their passion momentarily broken as he was stunned in realization.

“Yes Master, or you can experience adventures in space or really whatever you so desire. It is a method around the limitations of my ability to alter the world around you, but you are not permitted to spend all your time in the dream world, only limited jaunts or scenarios.”

“Makes sense. Ugh, your pussy feels so good. And what’s this about simulacrums? I could what, wish for a celebrity or like a duplicate of you right now to join us?”

Suddenly Michael felt hands running over his chest that didn’t belong to himself or Jessie who was currently mounted on his cock, riding him faster. Looking over Michael saw another Jessie, this time with short pixie red hair instead the long hair of his original.

“Master, we serve to please you.” The two chimed in unison. Long haired Jessie continued to ride Michaels cock as the new short haired Jessie, who Michael took to referring to as Jessica, threw a leg over Michael’s face, lowering her pussy to his lips.

Michael eagerly lapped at Jessica’s vulva as the women above him pressed their heavy chests together, embracing in a vaguely incestuous kiss, their tongues rolling together.

Soon the three were lost in a tangle of limbs as their threeway went late into the night. Michael had lost track of how many orgasms the three of them had experienced together, but he was starting to feel tired again and sleep was soon to follow. Looking over at the clock he realized it was nearly 4AM and he’d only get about 3 hours of sleep at this rate, plus the nap from earlier.

“Jessie?” He asked lazily as both girls were snuggling together under his sheets.

“Yes?” They asked in unison, neither opening their eyes.

“Can you make it so we both wake up fully refreshed as if we’ve had a full night sleep when my alarm goes off?”

“Of course master.” The long haired Jessie affirmed.

Sliding back into the bed, between the two lovely voluptuous women, Micheal drifted to sleep with warm bodies and milky tits pressed lovingly against him.

Rapid knocking at his door woke him just a minute before his alarm was about to go off, and Michael snapped awake, still buried under the two Jessies who were also purring awake.

“Michael, honey, are you awake?” Debbie called from the hallway.

“Yeah, sorry, just a minute.” he answered, frantically trying to find his shorts and shirt, dressing quickly.

Can you two disappear and maybe magically tiddy up the room so Debbie doesn’t think there were three people fucking all night long in here!

The two Jessie’s both blew Michael a kiss before disappearing in a large purple cloud of smoke. As the smoke quickly dissipated Michael noticed his bed was made and smelled freshly washed, devoid of all the sweat, cum, and pussy juice from the night before.

Opening the door Michael smiled at Debbie in the hallway who was wearing her familiar robe, still showing much more cleavage than she probably intended.

“Sorry about that Debbie, what’s up?”

“I didn’t mean to wake you honey, I know you have classes later today, but I had a few things I wanted to ask you about. My friend Diane, you probably saw her at the funeral, well she said she might need some help in her garden and I thought maybe it’d be a good way for you to earn some extra money. If you’d like, you could meet up at her place tomorrow since it’s Saturday and I’m sure she’ll be glad for the help. She said she might even have extra work beyond the garden for you.”

“Thanks Debbie, that sounds great. I could use some extra cash, I need to get my computer repaired if I ever hope to get my school work done.”

“Great! And I just wanted to let you know I was going to be out this morning. I need to figure out what to do about my lawn mower.” Debbie said as she started walking away.

“Oh, what’s wrong with the lawn mower?”

“I’m terrible about keeping up with the yard. I’ve paid someone to do it in the past but, well, bills are a little tight right now, nothing to be worried about. I was going to try and do it myself, but I can’t get the darn thing to start. I was going to take it to someone, but I’m afraid how much it’ll cost and I don’t want to have to buy a new one.” Debbie admitted, turning back to Michael, her robe opening a bit more at the movement, revealing just the hint of an areola.

“Dad and I used to work on cars all the time, the principal is the same. If you’d like, I can take a look at it.”

“Oh honey, don’t you need to focus on school work?”

“I’m happy to help Debbie! You’ve been so great to me since my father passed and you’re letting me stay here rent free. Besides, like you said, I have late classes today.” Michael insisted.

“Fine, take a moment to look at it this morning if you have a chance, just don’t do anything that would risk your grades.”

Debbie walked away down the hallway, leaving Michael to finish getting ready for the day. Tying his shoes Michael headed out just as Jenny’s door swung open.

“Where are you going? I thought you had late classes today.”

“I’m helping Debbie with something, then I’m going to school. Why do you care?”

“I don’t, and you’re just sucking up. She should be charging you rent!”

“Helping people isn’t sucking up. And if Debbie wanted to charge me rent, I’d be happy to figure out a way to pay.”

Jenny fumed in her doorway, her face contorting in repressed rage. “Just don’t go snooping around my door anymore you loser.”

“I wasn’t…” Michael started to explain just as Jenny slammed her door in his face.

What’s her problem? Is she just determined to be an unrelenting bitch to me every time we interact?

She’s having trouble dealing with the fact that she’s no longer as popular as she was when she was in highschool. She was used to being the center of attention, the most popular girl that all other girls looked up to. Now, post high school, she’s finding out that the world at large just doesn’t care as much as people did in high school. Long story short, she peaked and is having trouble adjusting to an adult life. As such, her personality hasn’t grown since graduating. Add to that, she’s worried you’re peaking at her door.

With the way she’s dressed, I wouldn’t need to peek. You can almost see everything.

She’s more worried about you catching her doing pornographic cam shows for money.

The information stunned Michael who stood in the garage dumbfounded for a moment, processing what Jessie had just told him.

She’s stripping for men online for money?!

More than that Master. She’s performing intimate sexual acts, including vaginal and anal penetration with dildos and vibrators.

“You’ve got to be shitting me!” Michael said to the thin air. He was glad no one was there to hear his sudden outburst, as he opened the garage to let some air and light in.

Filing that information away for later review, Michael knelt down at the lawn mower and began looking it over. Shaking the gas he saw it had just a little bit left, probably enough for one run over the yard but it’d need a refill soon. Standing up, he took a hefty tug at the starter rope, forcing the engine to try to start but it barely chugged before giving up. Pumping the primer button a few times and adjusting the choke, Michael gave it another start pull with his new muscles, and again the engine tried to turn on and sounded like it was almost there, but gave up at the last moment.

“I’ve got an idea. Dad showed me a trick when it’s like this.”

Pulling the air filter off the engine, Michael squeezed the fuel tube at the end and pulled it off, letting just a little bit of gas trickle onto the filter. He pushed the fuel tube back into place firmly so it couldn’t come off and he put the air filter back on, smelling slightly of gasoline. Standing behind the engine he tugged it one last time, forcing the engine to roar to life, the blade swinging deftly under the machine.

Tearing his shirt off to avoid getting it sweaty, Michael moved the mower into place on the yard and started pushing it up and down, cutting clean lines into Debbie’s bushy grass. Her yard was big, but Michael made sure to hit up the backyard as well, maneuvering the machine around her pool and fences. After about half an hour the whole yard was finished and Michael had a glistening sheen of sweat covering his body, but he wasn’t winded at all. Most of it was from the early morning sun heating up the yard quickly.

Pulling the mower to the garage to put it back he noticed Debbie standing at the front patio in her robe,tightly closed now that she was outside. Her eyes were on Michael but she didn’t immediately return his attention.

She’s been watching you Master. She watched you for the last 10 minutes.

Just making sure I did a good job?

No. At first she came out to tell you to stop and that she would take care of it, but she was surprised at your undressed state and was taken by your appearance. She’s been idly watching you, entertaining increasingly erotic thoughts. As I mentioned last night, with your new body, one she has never seen before, she is seeing you as a man for the first time. Combined with the fact that you demonstrated domestic proficiency, aiding in repairing the lawn mower and mowing the lawn without being asked, she’s slightly smitten.

“All finished Debbie, looks good doesn’t it?” Michael asked, breaking Debbie of her trance.

“Oh, yes, I wasn’t expecting you to do that though hon. You do too much.” “Nonsense. You’ve helped me out so much the last few weeks, it’s the least I can do. Let me know if there’s anything else you need help with around the house, I’m always happy to help.”

Micheal walked into the house, his shorts covered in grass and sweat. Figuring now was as good as time as any, he started heading up the stairs to take a shower. Debbie followed him, carrying his shirt he had discarded just before he started mowing.

“Here, let me get your clothes. I can wash them and have them ready for you tomorrow.”

“Oh, sure, thanks Debbie. I didn’t mean for you to have to do my laundry too.” Michael said as he started undressing. Dropping his shorts he handed them to Debbie.

“And those too, they’re probably soaked.” Debbie said, pointing to his underwear.

“Oh, yeah, I guess you’re right.” Michael blushed.

Dropping his underwear his cock flopped out in a semi rigid state, rising to his full 10 inches. Debbie’s eyes were immediately glued to his shaft, her mouth slightly agape.

“Yes...well, you’ve certainly matured into...a...a fine looking man.” Debbie stammered, taking Michael’s underwear, her eyes never leaving the sight of his engorged cock.

“Did you need a shower too Debbie?” Michael asked as he turned on the water, acting nonchalant about being naked in front of her.

“What...you mean, now?”

“Yeah, why waste the hot water if you don’t have to.”

What are my chances of success here?

She is in moral conflict. Her body is in overdrive due to more than a decade of sexual repression, having denied her own needs and urges for so long. The sight of your body awoken desires she has not let herself feel for a very long time. Now the sight of your cock and the smell of your sweaty body is dialing things up to 11, as your pop culture likes to reference.

But there’s a part of her that still sees me as my father’s kid and in a semi-motherly way?

Yes, though that voice in her head is being drowned out further and further by her desires

Is there anything I can do, non-magical, that could help her get over this hurdle?

Help her remove her robe, the last bastion of defense she has against you, and once in the shower do not immediately try to engage in intercourse with her. She is not ready for that step at this point. It will be about breaking through her mental barriers slowly and letting her choose to overcome them of her own accord.

Before the silence could turn awkward Michael approached Debbie who was chewing her lower lip in mental conflict. Walking behind her, Michael took hold of her robe gently, pulling it from her shoulders and slipping it off her arms.

“It’s just a shower Debbie, that’s all it is.” Michael soothed. “Right, and we’re just saving water.” She affirmed as she tucked her thumbs under her panties, letting them fall off as well.

By the time they both entered the shower the water was perfectly warm. Debbie stood there, like a deer in headlights, not sure how to proceed. Michael tried to set the pace and simply started washing his body from the dirty and grime of mowing the yard. Soap suds covered his torso, and he liberally stroked his cock with the lather, blatantly making a show of his sudsy masturbation to Debbie who watched him intently.

“Debbie, could you wash my back please.” He asked, handing her the bar of soap and turning around.

Debbie took the bar and started running her hands up and down Michael’s toned back. He could feel her tracing his muscles, her fingers gracefully feeling his skin much more than was needed for a simple wash. Letting her continue, he felt her hands begin to explore more boldly, over his hips and around his chest, even dipping down to his waist but never lower.

“Your turn.” He announced as he turned around, letting the water wash away the fresh lather on his back.

Debbie stood there for a moment, her chest puffed out as she stared Michael in the eyes. Taking the soap while reading her intention, Michael began washing her chest slowly, working the soap into her soft delicate skin. He could feel the heft and weight of her enormous breasts, their teardrop shape a sign of her age and ample bust size. Taking them in both of his hands, he began squeezing Debbie’s breast, causing her to inhale sharply as he teased her nipples.

“They’re too big, aren’t they?” Debbie asked demurely.

“I think they’re perfect and lovely.” Michael answered as he continued to massage her tits. His cock stood out at its firmest as it slid against Debbie’s thigh’s. Reaching down a tentative hand, Debbie gripped Michael at the base of his shaft, and began jerking him off.

“I’m not sure we should be doing this Michael.”

“We’ll stop anytime you say, but don’t feel ashamed by what you want. You’re allowed to feel desire and to be desired.” Michael said, worried the words sounded cheesy.

Debbie, however, did not find his comment to be overly trite. In fact, it was exactly what she needed to hear in the moment. Her head leaned back as she pressed her chest into Michael’s hands, more openly enjoying his teasing of her nipples as she openly moaned at his touch while her grip on his cock tightened, stroking him faster.

“Michael...this is...this is crazy.” She groaned, not stopping him.

She is close to becoming yours, Master. One last push should suffice.

What’s that?

Eat her out. She has never before experienced the oral stimulations of a man, and with your magically enhanced tongue, she’ll be the first willing member of your harem...

Moaning heavily, Debbie was shocked to feel Michael lower to his knees in the shower, pressing her legs open.

“Michael, what are you...OH GAWD!” Debbie screamed as Michael spread her legs enough to kiss her opening. His tongue darted out, sliding against her labia and opening her vulva. Finding her clitorious easily enough, Michael began lapping at Debbie’s sex. Her hand found the back of his head and gripped a fist full of his hair, holding him and riding his face through her first orgasm. Panting heavily Debbie stared down in ecstasy to watch the young stud eat her out in the shower, shocked at how fast things had moved in the span of a few minutes. Her legs naturally opened up more, her body willingly let Michael devour her as another orgasm wracked her body, sending intense pulses of pleasure coursing through her body.

“Michael...please...please.” Debbie whimpered.

Michael looked up at Debbie through her underboob, his face covered in her juices. “I’m sorry Debbie, I just couldn’t help…” he stammered as Debbie immediately interrupted him.

“Michael, PLEASE put your cock in me.” She finished, begging him to fuck her.

Standing up Michael lifted one of Debbie’s legs and positioned his thick cock at her entrance. Sliding it in slowly, the older woman grunted, biting her lip in both pleasure and pain at being penetrated by his oversized member.

Giving her plenty of time to adjust to his girth, Michael was balls deep inside of Debbie in just a few moments, his hips working smoothly to pound her while they both stood in the shower with water cascading down their bodies. Debbie thrust her hips down against Michael’s gyrations while her eyes fluttered. He could feel her pussy contract several times against his cock, signs of her multiple orgasms as he pounded her relentlessly.

Michael’s lips found Debbie’s and he kissed her passionately, his tongue darting to find hers. She tasted her own pussy juice on his lips and moaned at the flavor while Michael’s cock expertly worked back and forth in her. She was driven into a near insatiable state, her mind only knowing lust and desire.

“Debbie, I’m going to cum soon.” Michael warned.

“In...in me. Cum in me…” Debbie panted as she slammed her hips against his thrusting cock

Michael groaned loudly as he felt his balls tighten just before his cock exploded, filling Debbie’s womb. Thrusting hard, Michael buried his cock as Debbie clenched around him, wanting him to stay as he continued pouring his seed into her.

“Oh god, yes...breed me Michael…”

Michael kept thrusting into Debbie with small pumps of his hips, desperate to make sure all his cum was deposited deep inside of her. Eventually their orgasms subsided but they stayed there, under the warm water of the shower, kissing passionately with Michael still deeply buried in Debbie’s pussy. He could already feel himself getting hard again inside of her and Debbie’s eyes flew open at the realization that round 2 was already starting.

Turning around, Debbie bent over and arched her back down, bracing against the shower wall, presenting her sex to Michael openly and wantonly. Michael was quickly pounding Debbie again, wet slapping sounds combining with the sound of the shower as Debbie’s moans were even louder.

“Oh Michael, oh god, yes, more, fuck me Michael. I want you to cum in me again, breed me Michael, cum in me.” Debbie rambled with her head down, lost in passion.

What’s with all this breed talking? Michael mentally asked Jessie. As I mentioned before Master, you elicit an animalistic state in females around you, and the most natural and pure animalistic response from a woman in regards to your sexual appetite is a desire to bear your child. If you wish it, I can reduce the effects of your pheromones and sexual indicators so they do not produce such a strong response in your sexual partners.

I dunno, it’s really hot.

Remember, you cannot actually get her pregnant unless you so wish it.

I know, but I think it’s all having an effect on me as well, because I’m really wanting to knock her up, but I think I can control myself. Is there anything else I can do to heighten this experience for her?

Take command. Grab her hair and pull it, but not too hard. Make her feel like she’s being taken, being possessed, and reaffirm your own desire to impregnate her, even if you know this copulation won’t result in her pregnancy.

Michael continued to pound Debbie in the shower, her body bent in a submissive position for his using. Reaching down, he grabbed her hair and pulled it lightly to raise her head as he slowed his pace and increased the intensity of his thrusts.

“Do you want my seed in you? Do you want me to cum deep in your womb and breed you Debbie?”

“Yes Michael, yes please.”

“Do you want my child?”

“God yes, please. Cum in me again!” Debbie screamed as Michael rammed her.

Feeling himself push past his breaking point again, Michael’s cock once again erupted in Debbie, flooding her womb.

She is yours Master. After this experience, she will do almost anything you ask of her now. All her barriers have been overcome.

After taking a few moments for their passion to subside, Michael’s deflating member slid out of Debbie. She rose and turned to face him, kissing him passionately under the shower water.

Outside the door of the upstairs bathroom, Jenny leaned against the wall, her fingers furiously rubbing her clit as she desperately worked her pussy. She had already cum three times just from listening to Michael and Debbie’s fucking. She even risked peeking into the bathroom and was stunned at how primal their copulating was.

“Fuck!” Jenny hissed as she heard the water turn off. She stepped carefully back to her room, trying deftly not to creak any of the floor boards which could alert Debbie and Michael to her presence. Shutting her door, Jenny flopped to her bed with a heavy sigh.

“I need to get fucked like that…”

Chapter 5: The First of Many

Michael was first to his room, barely covered by a towel as he was still somewhat wet from the shower with Debbie. She soon followed after looking up and down the hallway, making sure Jenny wasn’t around to see her sneaking into Michael’s room. Shutting the door, she was quickly in Michael’s arms, kissing him passionately again as her body began humping against his leg, desperate to be taken once more.

“Michael, I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I need you so badly, I need you inside me.” She begged.

“I know Debbie, but I have to tell you something.”

Breaking their embrace Debbie stood back, concern painted on her face.

“You think this is a mistake?”

“What? No, never. It’s one of the most amazing things to ever happen to me. You’re stunningly beautiful and I love you so much.”

Tears welled up in Debbie’s eyes as she embraced Michael, her lips finding his once more.

“But I want to be honest with you Debbie, something has changed and contributed to...this.” Michael accentuated, pointing to their naked state.

“What is it honey?”

“It’s...well it’ll be easier to show you. Jessie, can you come out please.”

A puff of deep purple smoke erupted briefly in Michael’s room as Jessie appeared in her silks, her semi-naked body making Debbie immediately aware of her own state of undress and Debbie tried to cover herself again with her towel.

“Michael, what is that?!” Debbie hissed, trying to both yell but remain quiet at the same time.

“It was magic. Debbie, this is my sex genie, Jessica.”

“But you may call me Jessie.” The genie smiled warmly as she reached over to embrace Debbie in a hug.

Debbie wasn’t sure what to do as she was trying to keep herself covered with her towel, so she let the stunning redhead squeeze her awkwardly.

“What do you mean...sex genie?” Debbie asked, her towel struggling to cover her body over her massive bosom.

Inhaling deeply, Michael tried explaining the events from the past day or two. “So after my dad’s funeral, you brought me home and had a bunch of stuff recovered from his house. Amongst that stuff was a package from my father that had a puzzle box in it. It was a weird rubix cube like thing, but there were images on each side rather than colors, which made it much harder to figure out. I basically spent all night trying to solve it, which I did. The box opened and purple smoke erupted, causing me to pass out.” Michael finished, his breath exhausted. Taking another deep breath, he continued.

“I woke up the next morning, just before heading out for school, and Jessie was in my room, dressed like this. She explained that she was a sex genie and she could grant me as many wishes as I wanted, but they could only be sex related wishes. I didn’t believe her till I accidentally wished for big tits.”

Debbie chuckled, disbelief evident in her amusement. “Right, so she magically gave you tits.”

Looking too Jessie Michael asked, “Would you please.”

“Of course Master.”

Jessie’s eyes went purple again and suddenly Michael had tits that put both Jessie and Debbie to shame, full and large as opposed to his previously muscled and slightly hairy chest.

“Holy shit!” Debbie almost screamed, dropping her towel in momentary panic.

“I know, it’s crazy.” Michael affirmed, holding his tits for her to see. Reaching over, Debbie took them in her hands, feeling Michael’s new breasts to confirm their realness.

“Wow, that feels good. I always thought women were just pretending to like men playing with their tits, but it actually feels nice.” Michael commented as Debbie got a little lost in fondling him.

“Sorry, this is probably distracting me more from this conversation. Can you...wish them away?” Debbie requested.

Michael nodded to Jessie and her eyes turned purple again, leading to Michael’s massive bosom suddenly disappearing just as jarringly as it had appeared.

“This is...this is amazing Michael. But why are you telling me all this?” Debbie asked, standing stark naked before Jessie now.

“I...I bound Jessie to me. It’s an aspect of her powers. Anyone who has her vessel can use her to make wishes, but if you take her virginity then her vessel becomes useless and she only serves one master.”

“And you took her virginity, so she only serves you?”

“Yes, he did, and yes I do.” Jessie affirmed in a sultry tone.

“Michael, this is crazy and amazing, but I’m still not sure why you choose to tell me. Did you make some kind of wish that I’d fuck you in the shower?”

“No, nothing like that. In fact that’s why I’m telling you all this. Thus far all I’ve done is wish for a bigger dick and a slightly better body. I’ve been super tempted to do more, but I’m sort of afraid of any boundaries I might cross. Jessie, she...she told me you had been fantasizing about me. Then when I mowed the yard and had my shirt off, she told me what you were thinking on the patio. I didn’t wish for you to fuck me, but Jessie did sort of help me make the right choices that led to us being in the shower. Does that make me a bad person?”

Debbie chewed her lip, her mind deep in conflict about all the information Michael had just told her. She walked over to Michael’s bed and sat down to absorb the conversation.

“No, not really Michael. It’s true, I have been fantasizing about you, and when I saw you with your shirt off and how eager you were to help me, well it sort of awoken things in me. Then, in the shower, well yeah, it was easy for me to just let go and enjoy the moment.”

“Right, and I didn’t want to lie to you about all this. I need someone to help...to help keep me from spinning out of control. This much power, it’s intoxicating. Jessie is already talking about building me a harem. That scares and excites me at the same time.”

Debbie looked up at Jessie, her gaze locked with the enchanting redhead. “A harem?”

“Yes, it is very normal and natural for a Master to have a harem. It was my hope, as his first woman besides myself to enjoy his sexual favors, that you would become the first of his harem.” Jessie answered.

“See, she keeps talking about this harem business. It sounds sexy and all, but like who would want to be a part of a harem, just sitting around having sex with a Master and his other women all day long?” Michael asked incredulously.

“I would.” Debbie whispered, her eyes refusing to meet either Jessie or Michael.

“Wait, you would?” Michael asked, sitting on the bed next to Debbie.

“I mean, assuming certain logistics were agreed to, but a life of endless pleasure with you and other women without having to worry about bills or mortgage payments. We could travel the world, seeing amazing sites while having amazing sex. Honestly, who wouldn’t want that.”

“You wouldn’t mind me having sex with other women?”

“Michael, in the shower I knew that our time together wouldn’t be permanent. You’re a young virile man, and I’m...well I’m old enough to be your mom. I felt I would be lucky if we had sex one or two more times after the shower as I assumed you’d find some college girl soon enough. Besides, if this is a true harem there’d be other women around, right?”

“Of course.” Jessie confirmed, sitting on the bed on the other side of Debbie, her hand on Debbie’s thigh.

“Well Michael, while I certainly wouldn’t be interested in sleeping with any other men, I assume it’d be okay if I slept with other women in the harem, right?” Debbie asked as she reached over to Jessie, stroking her large breasts through her silks.

“You’re okay with having sex with women?” Michael asked in shock.

“Oh Michael, you’re still young. You’ll find that as you get older, the people you meet are actually much more open to certain experiences than you might have thought.” Debbie explained as Jessie started nibbling her neck

Debbie took Michael’s cock in her hand and began stroking him as Jessie kept kissing her softly, the genie’s body sliding down Debbie’s as she got to her knees before the older woman. Michael was dumbfounded, shocked at how well Debbie was reacting to the situation.

“As the first member of your harem, would I be allowed certain privileges?” Debbie asked as Jessie spread open her legs.

“Like what?”

“First, regular attention from you and this amazing cock of yours. Now that you told me it was gifted to you through magic, it makes so much sense, because this thing is unnatural. I just don’t want to be forgotten should you acquire loads of younger, more attractive women.”

“Debbie, I could never…”

She continued slowly stroking Michael’s cock as she stared into his lovely eyes, her legs splayed open as Jessie began eating her out, causing Debbie’s eyes to flutter.

“I know Michael, you’re a sweet young man, just appease a lonely woman’s insecurities. Besides that, can I help pick other women for this harem.” Debbie finished as she laid back on Michael’s bed, her hands running through Jessie’s hair as the genie plunged her tongue deftly into Debbie’s snatch. Debbie moaned loudly as she still stroked Michael’s dick.

“You want to help me pick women for our harem?”

“Oh yes honey, even more so now that you called it our harem.” Debbie moaned.

“Did you have someone in mind?”

“Remember my friend from the funeral?”

“Yeah, I think her name was Diane.”

“Did you like how big her rack was in that dress?”

“Most definitely. Jessie’s form was composed from my desires and I obviously love a gifted chest.” Michael affirmed.

“Well I think she can be talked into joining our harem. Her and I…well we sort of dated in college.” Debbie teased as she stroked Michael faster.

“Holy shit, really?”

“Yes, now get on the other side of me, I want to suck you off...Master.” Debbie insisted. Her use of the word ‘Master’ made Michael’s head swim and he felt in a daze as he stood over Debbie’s head, her lips wrapping around his shaft.

Debbie fellated Michael to the best of her ability, but found that his size and girth couldn’t fit down her mouth easily. She was desperate to feel Michael fucking her throat as her pussy was expertly worked by Jessie.

“Michael, honey, can you have Jessie remove my gag reflex and make it so I can deep throat you.”

“Oh, of course Debbie. Jessie?”

Jessie didn’t stop lapping at Debbie’s pussy, causing the older woman to moan loudly as the genie’s eyes briefly turned purple again.

Debbie reached up, gripped Michael’s cock at the base and fed herself his cock, letting it easily slide into her mouth and down her throat. Michael let his hips gently rock back and forth, not wanting to overwhelm Debbie’s mouth with his massive member.

Pulling Micheal out for a moment, Debbie moaned loudly as an orgasm wracked her body from Jessie’s oral stimulations. “Michael, baby, I need you to be less gentle with me. Please fuck my face, Master.”

Michael nodded as he grabbed the sides of Debbie’s head, pumping his cock into her mouth till his balls rested against her nose. From then on he treated her throat like a pussy and just humped her with wild abandon, his hands reaching out to fondle her tits as Michael fucked her throat.

Debbie was in a state of pure bliss, her pussy on fire from the multiple orgasms Jessie was giving her combined with the thick young cock currently plunging her throat. She felt a delicious sense of belonging, like this was some kind of ritual of Jessie and Michael welcoming her to their harem. Michael’s pace in her throat turned erratic and she knew he was about to dump a load of cum in her stomach. He was just about to pull out but Debbie reached her hands up and pressed on his butt cheeks, forcing him to fully penetrate her throat.

Michael moaned heavily as he pressed his weight more against Debbie, squeezing her tits hard as his balls tightened, his seed pouring down her throat with several twitching blasts. Debbie wanted all of his cum, every drop in her stomach. She moaned as a final power orgasm coursed through her body from Jessie’s unrelenting tongue attacking Debbie’s cunt.

After a few moments their orgasms subsided. Michael pulled his deflating cock out of Debbie’s throat and she gasped, her mouth feeling empty and hollow without a dick in it. Debbie placed her hands on the sides of Jessie’s face and pulled her up, kissing the genie passionately to taste her own juices and let the redhead taste Michael’s cum on Debbie’s lips.

Jessie crawled on top of Debbie and continued to devour her lips, enjoying their sapphic display for their master. Eventually Michael cleared his throat, grinning down at the two lovers and their sheepish look at him.

“Wow, I’m already loving this.” Debbie admitted.

“I can see that, but I need to get to school. Jessie usually comes with me in a sort of invisible mode, but if you’d like she can stay here and...entertain you.”

“Master, I can be in both locations at the same time.” Jessie reminded him with a devilish grin.

“Of course, magic, I keep forgetting that.”

“Michael...master, can I ask for one thing before you go?” Debbie asked, rising up to face the younger man.

“After all this Debbie, you can ask me for anything.”

“Can you make my body...younger?”

“Debbie, you look incredibly sexy as is. I honestly don’t think you need any touching up.” Michael tried to reassure her.

“You’re sweet honey, but this isn’t for you dear. It’s for me. I want to feel young and sexy again.”

“Jessie mentioned that we needed to avoid wishes that attract too much attention, I’m not sure if I can actually make you younger, but maybe…”

Michael chewed his lip and looked over Debbie’s body. He loved her milfy appearance but he also wanted to let his first concubine experience the joys of Jessie’s magical prowess.

“Jessie, can you perhaps firm up Debbie’s body? Give her a body that feels younger including all the benefits you gave me body-wise and make her look like the most stunning version of herself for her age please.”

Jessie’s eyes turned a deep purple again. Debbie’s crows feet retracted and her stretch marks on her breasts disappeared. Her breasts remained endowed but they firmed up while losing a bit of their droop. Debbie’s posture improved as her tits no longer felt like a burden on her back and her body felt much more limber and pain free. “My god, that’s amazing!” The 40 year old almost screamed as she nearly tackled Jessie in a blast of giggles and moans. Jessie eagerly fell onto the bed as the mother began eating out Jessie’s pussy with vigor. Michael looked at their second round of lesbian loving but his attention was broken as Debbie ceased her pussy eating momentarily to remind him that he needed to get to school.

Sighing heavily, he didn’t argue, and left Debbie rewarding Jessie’s pussy.

Not sure how the heck I’m supposed to concentrate on school knowing what’s going on back home. Michael mentally whined.

She currently has two fingers in my asshole Master.

Oh sure, rub it in why don’t you.

Don’t worry Master, we’ll make it up to you, we promise.

Meeting up with Erik again, the two headed off to the Community College for another day of classes. Michael did his best to forget about the two deliciously thick women eating each other out back in his bed.

“Hey dude, if you could wish for a million bucks, but you, like, had to make the wish sexual, what would you wish for?” Michael asked, breaking Erik’s rambling about a Fappening tournament he was going to on Saturday.

“What? I don’t understand the question?”

“Okay, so you find a genie, right.”

“I’m with you thus far.”

“And you get a wish, and you want to get a bunch of money, but there’s a caveat. The wish has to include something sexual in order to work.”

“Shouldn’t I try to figure out a sexual way to get more wishes.”

Michael furrowed his brow, frustrated that Erik wasn’t understanding the nature of the question. Really he knew it was his own fault for trying not to reveal too much to his best friend.

“Let’s say you already have unlimited wishes, so that’s not a problem. You don’t have the 3 wish limitation. But you still need money for shit. How would you formulate a wish that has sex involved to get the money?”

“How mean is the Game Master? Are they going to try and fuck me over if I’m not like super careful with my wish? I knew a dude, he was a 3rd year law student, and he wrote a 15 page contract for one of his sessions where he got a wish, and the GM still screwed him over.”

“The GM is very forgiving, in fact she really wants this wish to work.”

“What do you mean ‘she’? Dude, are you in a game without me with a female GM!?” Erik nearly yelled as they neared the school.

“Yeah, sorry, sort of. She’s really cool, but still fairly new. I think once she’s more used to running she’ll be open to new players.” Michael lied, feeling bad he was keeping so much from Erik.

“Gotcha, let me think about it a bit. I mean, you could just wish to fuck a Queen and have her marry your...what class are you playing again?”

“It’s a modern setting, so no fantasy stuff.”

“Oh, well that changes things. If your GM is fairly...loose…” Erik chuckled, enjoying his own joke, “then you could just wish that you’ll win the lottery after the next time you get laid or like get a blowjob.”

Holy shit, it’s not that easy is it?

Michael detected a pause from Jessie’s side, and he wondered if she was still distracted with Debbie.

Erik is correct, that would suffice.

“You’re a genius dude!” Michael declared loudly, causing Erik to look around cautiously.

“Careful man, Dexter’s just itching to kick some ass after yesterday. I’ll see you around.” Erik warned as he parted ways in the campus hallway.

Michael headed to art class with a skip in his step. He had a sex genie, he slept with his hot milf of a land lady, and Erik figured out a way for him to get nearly unlimited money. Michael was pretty much on cloud nine, until he turned the corner.

Eve stood there, her arms crossed in front of her and her head down as Ms. Ross, their art instructor, berated her. Michael had always found the honey skinned art teacher fun to listen to, and he was pretty sure she was high for every class she taught, but at that moment she wasn’t her usual calm self.

“I’m serious Eve, this is an important assignment. You won’t pass if you don’t complete it.”

“I don’t know what the big deal is, you know I’m happy to draw whatever. What’s so important about this assignment?”

“It’s about how you see yourself. How can people trust you to draw them at their most vulnerable if you won’t even draw yourself?”

Tears welled up in Eve’s eyes, her hands trembling as they gripped her body, like she was trying to hold herself together.

Michael knew Ms. Ross wasn’t trying to be mean or make Eve cry, but he didn’t like how the conversation was going. He didn’t know any other way to handle the situation, so he just threw himself on the grenade.

“Ms. Ross, it’s good to see you. I was hoping to talk to you before class.” Michael announced loudly, hoping to draw attention away from Eve in the hallway.

“Michael, I’m glad to see you back. I’m sorry to hear about your father.” Ms. Ross comforted, giving him a brief hug.

“Thanks, I appreciate it. Principal Smith gave me a stiff warning about getting caught up in my classes or else I’d fail.”

“Well normally I’d suggest Principal Smith needs a stiff something, but I’m afraid she’s right. I tell you what, let’s discuss some more what your make-up work is going to look like after class.” Ms. Ross offered as she headed into her classroom.

“Sure, I look forward to it.” Michael agreed, standing in front of Eve to offer her some cover as she recovered from her encounter while students poured into the room. The door closed, leaving the two of them in the hallway for a moment.

“Sorry about that, I didn’t mean to interrupt you two, I just thought…” Michael started to explain as he turned around. Suddenly, the blue haired goth threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.

“Thank you…” She whispered.

“Hey, no big deal.”

“It is though. Here I am freaking out about a self portrait and you swept in after just having lost your father, using that to provide cover for me. I’m such a mess.” Eve continued.

“Don’t do that Eve, you’re entitled to your feelings, and I know you lost your parents too, it’s a pain we’re both familiar with.”

Eve’s crying dissipated but she kept Michael in an embrace.

What’s her deal? It was just a self portrait.

She’s ashamed of how she looks. She doesn’t think she’ll ever find love.

She’s a total babe, why would she think that.

Because she was born in the wrong body.

What do you mean?

She was born a boy. She’s transgendered and has been on hormone replacement therapy for several years now. Part of why she has conflicting emotions regarding her parents is due to an argument she had with them over her transition. After her parents death, her sister took to raising her and was much more supportive of her transition, getting her the right doctors to help her.

Michael’s breath was caught in his throat as Eve continued hugging him. He wasn’t repulsed and didn’t want to interrupt the moment, but Jessie’s onslaught of information felt like he had violated some deep truth about Eve that he wasn’t entitled to know.

“Hey, we’re gonna be late. We better get in there before she gets really pissed.”

“Yeah, good point. I still don’t know what I’m going to do about this stupid self portrait though.”

“Let me do it.”

Eve stopped just as she started opening the door.

“You want to draw me?”

“Sure, what guy wouldn’t. I know it’s supposed to be a self portrait, but I know your style pretty well. I think I can fake it well enough to get you past this assignment. You won’t get an A like you usually do, but even if it looks shittier than your normal quality, you can just say your heart wasn’t in the assignment.”

Tears welled up in Eve’s eyes again, but Michael cut her off short. “Hey, don’t start that again you goof, or we’ll never make it to class.”

Shaking her head, Eve regained her normal composure finally, slugging Michael in the arm. “You’re just trying to find an excuse to perv out on me.”

“Yeah, maybe I am. Would that be so bad.”

Eve grinned demurely but didn’t look at Michael as she entered the classroom. They stealthily took their seats, trying not to interrupt the flow of Ms. Ross’s lecture.

Chapter 6: The Jenny Situation

Art class went by quickly as Eve traded furtive glances with Michael, her demeanour vastly improved since he found her in tears in the hallway. Eventually Ms. Ross dismissed the class but asked Michael to remain behind.

“As we discussed earlier Mr. Cross, you have some extra work to do if you hope to pass my class.”

“Of course Ms. Ross, did you have something in mind?”

“Yes, I need to see something from you that shows your inspiration. It needs to be more than just the stick figures most students try to pass off as being ‘art.’ I want to see your soul invested in a work.”

“I understand, was there a specific medium you wanted me to work with?”

“It can be whatever you desire. A sculpture, a portrait, a painting, even a digital piece of art, but it needs to be inspired and evoke emotion.”

“Gotcha. When do I need to have this finished by?”

“I’d prefer by the end of next week. I know that’s not a lot of time, but like I said, this is catch up work. I know your absence was due to your father’s passing, but as you also know, Principal Smith isn’t letting us take it easy on any students at this time. I’m very sorry.” Ms. Smith explained, her tone turning more somber.

“It’s okay Ms. Smith, it’s not a problem. I’ll have that done for you and make you proud.”

Michael exited the classroom only to find Eve waiting for him in the hallway.

“Looks like you’re going to do double duty. My assignment and your own. I’m sorry, I’m such a dork, you don’t have to draw me.”

Throwing an arm over Eve he pulled the blue haired beauty closer, hoping it would make her feel more accepted.

“It’s not a problem Eve. Trust me, I’ve got this under control. The real question is, when can I draw you?”

“If you want, you can come over to my place tonight. You know the tattoo parlor in town, Sugar Tats?” “Yeah, isn’t that the place your sister Grace runs?”

“Yup, we live just above it. Excuse the big boobed raven haired goth lounging around though, that’s just Odette, Grace’s best friend who kind-of-sort-but-not-really lives with us.”

“It’s a date!” Michael accentuated, leaving Eve a bit giggling as he ran down the hallway to music class.

Your encounters with Eve this morning have left her smitten Master. She is both hopeful and concerned that something might happen tonight.

Concerned because she’s worried I might reject her if I find out she was born different?

Exactly Master.

Jessie, what would be the ramifications if I turned Eve into a real woman?

Silence echoed in Michael’s mind for a moment as Jessie pondered the question.

More parameters would be needed. A wish that drastic could have negative consequences due to the number of people it would affect.

How many people know about her situation?

Her sister Grace, their friend Odette, another friend of theirs named Tuuku, and Eve’s doctor.

Michael’s brain was preoccupied with Eve’s situation as he entered Ms. Dewitt’s class, causing him to miss the saxophone case on the ground. Tripping over the open case, Michael tumbled forward awkwardly, causing him to face plant into Ms. Dewitt’s overflowing cleavage.

“Well I didn’t realize you missed me that much Mr. Cross.” The well-endowed and curvaceous chocolate skinned older woman teased as Michael gingerly removed himself from between her tits.

“Sorry Ms. Dewitt, I didn’t mean…”

“I know baby, it’s fine. Take your seat please, and we’ll need to talk after class as I’m sure you’re doing with all your other teachers.”

Michael nodded and took his chair next to Judith, looking for his flute case. Judith blew on her flute a few times fruitlessly, only making annoying blasts as she tried painfully to avoid eye contact.

“Judith, do you know what happened to my flute? I know I left it here before my father’s funeral.”

“Oh, uh...sorry, no, I don’t know what happened to it.”

“Michael kept looking around, trying to find his instrument case and his lack of participation eventually caught Ms. Dewitt’s attention again.

“Michael, honey, what’s wrong?”

“I can’t find my flute, I don’t know what happened to it.” “Oh, last week Judith mentioned something was wrong with her flute, so I let her borrow yours temporarily. Judith, where is Michael’s flute?”

Judith went red in the face as her whole body turned crimson. Bashfully, she reached into her backpack and pulled out Michael’s flute case.

“Here Michael, sorry I forgot.”

“No problem Judith, we’ve all been a little crazy.”

Pulling his flute out, Michael noticed it was a little beat up, more so than usual from his normal practice, and it had an odd but not unpleasant tangy smell to it.

Judith took it home and pleasured herself with the flute while imagining it was you fucking her, Master. Jessie suddenly informed him as his lips touched the flute.

Michael’s eyes went wide, realizing what the odd smell and taste was on the flute. He didn’t know how to proceed or what to do at that moment while Judith was doing everything to avoid looking at him.

“Uh, Ms. Dewitt, would it be okay if I switched to drums today?” Michael asked.

“Of course honey, I know you were working on percussion prior to...well you know. Take a turn on Drums today. Now class, let’s pick up where we last left off, we’re working on our pacing for the Waltz of Flowers…”

Michael did his best to concentrate on the sheet music, but his mind was occupied with other topics.

Are you and Debbie still going at it?

No Master. Jenny became curious and I had to disappear while Debbie pretended to tidy your room.

Hope she bought that.

She did not. Jenny heard you both copulating in the shower. She listened at the door while masturbating furiously.

Holy shit, she did?!

Indeed, she found it extremely erotic and wished she had been the one getting fucked.

Wow, now Jenny wants to fuck me?

No sir, not at all. Jenny finds nothing about you attractive, even with your new and improved body. In her mind, you’ve been relegated to a category she calls ‘losers.’ As such, she has no desire to fuck you, but she is desperate to be fucked in general. Her mind would change slightly upon seeing the size of your member, though only a bit. I think the coarse way she would phrase it is, ‘Maybe with a bag over his head...maybe.’

Michael banged the drum in front of him angrily, taking some of his frustration with Jenny out on the musical instrument.

Well I guess she won’t want to join the harem.

No Master, that is unlikely. Debbie herself is extremely embarrassed by her daughter and question daily where she went wrong.

Ah, that sucks. Debbie is so sweet and nice. She’s helped me so much since my dad passed. Dealing with a bitchy daughter all day can’t be fun.

No master, but several orgasms this morning has made it much more bearable for Debbie.

They shared a mental chuckle as Michael tried to remember where they were in the musical piece he was failing to keep up with.

Would I be a horrible person if I wished her to be more pleasant. Not so I could fuck her, just so she’d stop being a bitch to everyone around her.

That is a difficult question, Master, and one I’m afraid I’m ill equipped to answer for you. You did say that you do not want to force people against their will to do things they wouldn’t want to do, such as wishing for them to fuck you. That was a noble goal you set for yourself, one that has endeared me to you greatly. But, this becomes a question of your convictions, can you maintain your moral standing under difficult circumstances. Changing Jenny would definitely be against her will, as you would essentially eliminate the person she is to become a new person instead.

Michael chewed his lower lip, his beat with the drums completely off pace from the music the rest of the class was playing.

Do you think she’ll endanger our plans, reveal the relationship Debbie and I have to others.

Not at this time, but she will if she thinks she can get something out of it.

Damn, I need to talk to Debbie when I get home.

Struggling through the rest of music class, eventually the session ended with Michael feeling a bit mentally and physically exhausted. The conversation about Jenny weighed heavily on his mind and he ended up banging the drums much more vigorously than he had intended. As he was packing up to leave, Ms. Dewitt asked him to stay a moment.

“Michael, something on your mind? You weren’t as focused as you usually are.”

“Yeah, just all the stuff I’ve been going through recently, sorry. I’ll do better next time.”

Ms. Dewitt’s demeanour softened and she pulled Michael into a warm hug, her tits pressing up against his body.

“I lost my dad when I was young too. It’s not easy, but you’ll get through this. As far as your make up work goes, I don’t really have much you can do unfortunately. However, I was thinking about making a deal with you.”

“Oh, what’s that?”

“Principal Smith has been making waves about shutting down the music department here for a while now. She wants to redirect my funding elsewhere. I’ve been trying to think of a way to highlight the music department more prominently, and I think the school talent show might be the best avenue for us. You’ve got some talent, so I was wondering if you could get a small group together to compete. It doesn’t have to be anything huge, and you’d just have to perform one song.”

“You want us to win the school talent show? That’s going to be difficult.”

“You don’t have to win. Just remind people that the music class is fun. If we get even the smallest spotlight on our department, it’ll make it that much harder for Principal Smith to liquidate us.”

Ms. Dewitt crushed him in another hug and Michael felt his cock stirring against her thigh. Worried she’d get upset, he broke their embrace earlier than it seemed Ms. Dewitt had intended.

“I’ll ask around and see if I can get a group together. Most people aren’t super keen on volunteering, but we might be able to get something working.”

“Oh sugar that’s all I ask. Now you have a great day dear, and take care of yourself.”

Leaving the classroom Michael found Judith waiting for him near the door, her eyes still unable to meet his.

“Michael I...I just wanted to say sorry again.”

“Judith, it’s fine. You’re welcome to play my flute whenever you want.” Michael said teasingly.

“You mean...your instrument?”

“Of course, unless there’s something else of mine you want to play with…”

Judith’s face turned bright red as she finally looked Michael in the eyes, her timid stance unmoving from her closeness to him.

“I...I’d like to see your cock again.”

What are the chances that Judith would want to join the harem?

Extremely high to certain. She is looking for acceptance of any kind, and welcoming her into a commune of this nature is something she’d be very thankful for. Debbie would also be a good mentor for her to help her gain confidence and more openly embrace her own sexuality.

“Sure, I’d be happy to show you. Where do you want to go so you can see it again?”

“We could go to the bathroom or…”

“Or what?”

“Or...your house?” Judith asked, her face turning crimson.

Michael smiled and took Judith’s hand. She looked up at him with large expectant eyes behind thick rimmed glasses. “You’re welcome to come to my house Judith, that’d be lovely. Do you know where I live?”

“Yeah, I do actually.”

“Cool. I’m going head home. I have something to do later tonight, but if you’d like to pop by in say, about an hour, that would be perfect.”

“Okay, so I’ll...I’ll see you there.” Judith exclaimed, scurrying off with a grin plastered on her face.

Michael turned and headed out of the school, walking home eagerly.

Can you come up with a reason for Jenny to be out of the house for a while?

She has suddenly felt the urge to head to the mall to look at sex toys and do some clothes shopping.

Perfect! And is Debbie home?

She is.

A few minutes later Michael opened the door to find Debbie in the kitchen, about to do a load of dishes. “Hey honey, I’m glad you’re home. Jenny just left for some reason, said something about going to the mall.”

“Yeah, I wished for her to be out of the house for a bit.” Michael confirmed as he took to helping Debbie with the dishes. The two were very touchy and playful, their hips grazing and Michael’s hands more than once cupping Debbie’s ass cheeks through her robe.

“I didn’t want to assume, but I was hoping you had done something to get her out of the house. Honestly she spends all her time here, I’m starting to worry.”

“That’s actually one of the things I wanted to talk to you about.”

“Things? What’s on your mind?”

Jessie suddenly appeared in a puff of purple smoke in her gorgeous silks revealing even more than Debbie was revealing in her robe. The three made quick work out of the kitchen, tidying it as they talked.

“First, I have a friend named Judith coming over here soon.”

“Oh that’s nice, to study?” Debbie asked.

“No, she wants to see my cock.”

Debbie smiled devilishly at Michael. “Ohh, getting a younger model already I see.” She teased.

Michael kissed Debbie passionately, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her close. “You’ll always be my first and most precious, don’t forget that.” He reaffirmed. “Jessie already confirmed she would be open to joining our harem, which is good, but she might need more easing into it, she’s a bit inexperienced.”

“Agreed Master, you probably will not be able to fuck her this first time out.” Jessie confirmed.

“I thought so, but she’s super curious, right?”

“Indeed, Master.”

Thinking a moment, Michael came up with an idea. “Would you be okay with putting on a little show today Debbie, helping guide a young girl into learning all there is to learn about a cock from a woman’s perspective?”

Perking up at the opportunity to participate, Debbie finished the last dish as she toweled down the counter, thankful for the help.

“Oh, a little milf mentoring?”

“Yeah, it’d be hot, and it would probably help her feel more comfortable. We probably won’t invite her to the harem this first time out, but it’ll sort of set the scene for later encounters.”

“Count me in, Master.” Debbie agreed with a huge grin as she kissed Michael again. “Got time to fuck an old lady before your classmate comes by?” She asked, opening her robe to reveal her magically enhanced breasts.

“Absolutely! But wait, there’s one last thing we should talk about.” Michael said, his tone turning sour.

“What’s wrong dear?”

“Jenny. I was able to get her out of the house for now, but she already knows we were fucking in the shower earlier today. She was listening at the door and masturbating.”

“That little...ugh, she’s so tiring and she refused to help me clean the house. She just spends all her time in her room. What on earth is she doing up there?”

“Jessie and I talked about that, she’s performing cam shows for money.”

“What!? She’s...I was wondering where she was getting money from…” Debbie exclaimed, covering her tits with her robe again.

“Right. I just haven’t been able to figure out what to do about her. I don’t want to make a wish that would drastically change her, that feels wrong.”

“I know, if only we had enough money to get another place, I could just let her stay in the house and we could move. She can just stay here and fuck herself in front of strangers all she wants at that point.”

“Wait...that’s perfect!” Michael exclaimed as he dropped his shorts, revealing his rising cock. Debbie grinned and opened her robe again, dropping to her knees to suck Michael off as he explained further.

“Erik figured it out. Jessie?”

“Yes master?” His genie replied as she joined Debbie on the floor to help service Michael’s member.

“After my next orgasm I wish that whatever lottery ticket I buy will be a winning ticket!”

“As you wish, Master.” Jessie confirmed as her eyes flashed purple while she sucked on his balls.

Debbie’s eyes went wide with Michael’s cock in her throat. Pulling him out with a load of her spit, she looked stunned. “Wait, so after you blow a load, the next time you buy a lottery ticket you’ll win?”

“Yup, so our money problems are over.”

“So you’re saying, your next load is the luckiest load anyone has ever had?”

“Pretty much.”

Bending over the kitchen counter, Debbie lifted her robe over her ass and spread her cheeks. “Please Master, fuck me and give me your load.” Debbie begged.

Michael could already smell her cunt in the air, her pussy wet and ready. Taking position behind her Michael lined up his cock with her pussy and slid in easily as he held her hips, pulling her into him as he thrust forward.

Debbie moaned heavily as Michael fucked her over the kitchen sink. Jessie walked up as Michael spread Debbie’s ass cheeks and buried her face in Debbie’s crack, rimming her hole for added stimulation.

“Holy shit! No no one has ever licked me there before Jessie, you dirty girl.”

With her free hand Jessie reached under Debbie’s heavy swinging tits and took one in a firm grip, molesting it as her tongue swirled around the rim of Debbie’s rosebud hole.

“Michael, honey, can you grant me one more wish, please.” Debbie panted as her body felt on fire.

“Of...of course.”

“Make me a mother again. Cum in me and make me pregnant. I was serious the other day, I want you to breed me. I’ve...I’ve always wanted another child, and now I want your baby in me.”

Michael’s thrusting became hard and more forceful as Debbie’s words spurred him on.

“Really?”

“Yes. Please Michael, please...Master. Cum in me. Impregnate me with a beautiful and healthy baby.”

Can you make sure the baby is healthy? Michael mentally asked Jessie as he continued pounding Debbie.

Without looking up from licking at Debbie’s asshole, Jessie replied, Of course Master, are there any other changes you wish for your progeny?

Wait, how much can I change?

Almost anything, Master.

Holy shit, that’s a lot of responsibility. Okay, so let’s make sure the baby is super healthy, very smart, and grows up to be a genuinely nice and good person.

And the gender?

Leave that a surprise.

And to confirm, you wish to impregnate Debbie with this child with your next orgasm inside her?

“Yesssssssss” Michael roared loudly as his cock exploded inside of Debbie, spurting his seed deep into her womb. Another orgasm wracked Debbie’s body as she shook all over, overwhelmed at the feeling of Michael’s member flooding her. She pressed hard against the young man, wanting to make sure all his cum poured into her. Grinding against each other for several moments, eventually their orgasms subsided and Michael’s cock started deflating. He slid out of her and a trail of his cum dripped from Debbie’s pussy.

“Should I go lay down with my legs in the air, to make sure your cum stays inside?”

“That won’t be necessary, you are now successfully pregnant Debbie.” Jessie confirmed, stroking Debbie’s cheek lovingly. Not caring where her mouth had just been, Debbie kissed the genie affectionately as she started tearing up in joy.

Michael took his turn hugging Debbie, happy he was giving her what she wanted. “Wow, I’m going to be a father.” He suddenly realized.

“Yes, but don’t let that overwhelm you. You’re also going to be rich, and hopefully soon our family will be much bigger.” Debbie reassured him.

“And should you need more assistance Michael, I can help raise the child.” Jessie offered.

“I suppose I could always wish for very talented and big breasted nanny’s to help out if we have a lot of kids.” Michael teased.

“As many and as varied as you desire, Master.”

Debbie and Michael traded incredulous glances as they then looked at Jessie. “Wow, this is going to be…” Debbie trailed off just as the doorbell rang, announcing Judith’s early arrival.