Chapter 4: Cha, Cha, Cha, Changes

Sitting in my new recliner with a gorgeous REAL girl in my lap, who was also my very own Genie, I had some ideas to change my life for the better.

“Jeannie, I want to change myself.”

“Okay Justin.”

As I said before, I was 5’6’ and weighed 265 pounds, and my “tool shed” belly ALMOST kept me from seeing the head of my 6-1/2” Dick. And I was seriously in below average shape.

I lowered the footrest and stood with her in my arms. Walking (with some difficulty) to the bathroom where I had a full length mirror affixed to the door and stretching from about 12 inches off the floor to almost the top of the door frame.

As I studied myself, I made some decisions about this body.

“Jeannie. I wish to be taller. 5’10” should be about right.”

BLINK

I was almost caught by surprise, and I did totter a bit.

“Make that 5’8” tall.”

BLINK

Looked good.

“I also want to be 195 pounds, maximum of 5% body fat and the rest toned muscle.”

BLINK

I shucked the now loose clothing, and was VERY pleased. The muscle looked much better. I had an almost 6 pack, covered by just the right amount of padding.

I even had a tight muscular round butt that looked sexy even to me.

“Jeannie, how about increasing my penis (never thought of it as being more than a “penis” or “dick”) size to 9-1/2 inches keeping the girth and shape proportional?”

BLINK

She peered down and then to the mirror and back down at my new COCK.

She grasped it and within moments it had swelled to it’s full “new” size.

I was very pleased.

“Increase the balls to double original size. Remove my sperms ability to impregnate a girl or woman unless I choose to do it.

“And allow me to increase or decrease the dimensions of my cock at will.”

BLINK

Only the balls were noticeable.

“I want this cock to get hard and remain hard for as long as I want it to. I want the ability to delay ejaculations as long as I want, or cum as many times as I desire, on demand.

“The ejaculation should be ½ cup every time unless I decide to increase or decrease the volume.

“And I want my cum production and ejaculation to be instantaneously ‘recharged’ so I can cum as often and frequently as I desire.”

BLINK

“And I want for any person that I present/show my cock to, if I so desire it at the time, to become uncontrollably willing and desirous of sucking it and/or accepting and swallowing my cum. And the cum should be the most flavorful and delicious thing they ever had in their mouth or swallowed.”

BLINK

“One more thing.” And I watched her closely for any signs this one might be trouble.

“I wish for my cum to make anyone who swallows it accept whatever I say as the gospel truth. Yes, MIND CONTROL. They shall permanently be under my control and follow my orders, and I can change their thinking. And they will do or think whatever I tell them to do.”

BLINK

“AND ... I want the option to be able to impart body and health changes to anyone who swallows my cum. Including curing or protecting them from diseases and other maladies.”

She looked thoughtful for a moment, then said, “Wish adjusted.”

BLINK

“What had to be adjusted?” I asked.

“I cannot grant a wish that would prevent or delay the appointed time a person leaves this life.” She said flatly.

“Oh yeah, please convert all my clothing to the proper sizes to fit this new body?”

She giggled, and BLINK. “Good thinking Justin.”

“Am I missing anything I overlooked to accomplish what I had in mind?”

Hesitatingly she answered, “No Justin ... but the answer to whether your plan will work is NO.”

“What plan?”

“Justin, I do not want to disappoint you, but you will not and can not use these changes to effect the outcome for Mr. Shep.”

I looked at her with mild shock and a bit of dismay. “How did you know?”

“Justin, my love, I already told you I accessed your mind and heart. Of course you want to save your friend. But it is not allowed. His time is near and we cannot interfere.

“Besides, you just wished for me to know ALL your thoughts about a half hour ago.” And she smiled.

I can’t say I was not bummed about Shep. Very bummed. But it was worth a try.

There must be something I could do.

I looked over to Jeannie and she slowly shook her head. “No Justin. We cannot change that which has already been determined by the creator. His time is his time.”

Then with the same precision of a parent trying to distract a 5 year old and redirect their interest ... she took hold of my shiny new cock and asked, “Hey. Want to try out his new equipment you ordered?”

The instant tool steel hardness, and her velvety soft hand, made me definitely interested. But I had to ask.

“Two things first. One, why is your speech changing? Two, do YOU really want to try it out, or is this about what you think is expected of you?”

“Oh Justin,” she replied, “You wished my speech to be more like other humans. And YES, this is MY desire.”

Maybe I didn’t ask for a large enough member. In a flash she was naked and kneeling with my entire tool down her throat. He nose buried in my pubes.

I let her work my cock with her throat and eased back a bit, then pressed back in. It was AMAZING.

Nobody had ever sucked me like this little vixen.

Then I had an idea. But she was way ahead of me.

She pulled back off me until my cock was about 5 inches from her face pointing at her nose. And said “Do it.”

I ‘willed’ myself to cum, splattering a huge load on her pretty face. A half cup sounds like not much, but splashed and splattered and spread across her face? It seemed like a gallon.

Just for my own entertainment, I willed another load to join it. Not even the few gang bang bukkake porn videos I had seen compared.

She laughed and remained on her knees waiting, but I was satisfied.

“This night is just starting baby. Clean that mess up and come with me.”

BLINK

I picked her up and carried her to my bed and laid her down. I had one more thing to wish for.

“Jeannie, I wish for my strength and ability to increase. Give me 3 times reaction and speed on demand, and 10 times normal muscle strength.”

BLINK

I reached for her and picked her up. My previous slight effort now nothing but ease.

I tossed her playfully into the air and caught her several times.

She giggled and laughed.

I flopped onto the bed and she joined me with a smile.

Taking her in my arms I kissed her long and lovingly. Holding her to my body and soaking in the way she clung to me.

“Jeannie. I want to make love to you. But the rules apply. Not unless you want this.”

“Okay Justin, I officially give you my word that I desire this also.”

I added, “Also, I do not want the mind control aspect of my cum to influence you now, or ever. Make it so please. Nor do I want you affected by the ‘sight of my cock’ wish. Make that so as well.”

“Done my love.”

“Why are you calling me that?”

“Because Justin, you ARE my love. You are everything I ever wanted in a master that I never found before.”

“Jeannie, sweetie, I told you I don’t want a master to slave/servant relationship with you. I want your every action, save granting wishes, to be 100% your choice. Even if it involves you not being happy to be with me any longer.

“If ever you become unhappy and want to go somewhere else, we will seek out a new master and I will let you go.”

She became irritated, “Ooh ... If you do that I will seduce my new master to allow me to turn you into a toad with a lizards tail. You better not ever try that.

“My wish is to be here, with you, for as long as we have.”

And with that she jumped on my chest and began landing kisses all over me.

I want to tell you that I used my new equipment and abilities to do things even her magic had trouble correcting. I want to describe how I fucked her silly beyond anything her eons of experiences compared to. I want to say that I used my new cock to dick her into submission and ruin her forevermore. I want to say I tore her pussy up so bad it looked like it belonged to a 50 year old trailer park slut with 6 kids when I was done. I want to say after I was done that my cum could be heard as it squished and sloshed in her belly, pussy, and ass as she moved.

But what really happened was even more unbelievably erotic and enjoyable, for me at least.

She paused the lip attack on me, looked into my eyes and asked me, “Justin, would it be okay if I ask you for something?”

I immediately knew it was. “Yes sweetie, what’s on your mind.”

She hesitantly said, “I think I would like to experience you as you were when I first met you. I mean your wishes, your alterations.”

I looked into her eyes and saw she was serious and scared I would say no. For some reason it both bothered me and made me happy.

“Change me to whatever you desire or have in mind.”

BLINK

I was ‘almost’ my old self again. But only the sex organs and sex related wishes were ‘paused’. The new body remained the same.

“That’s my Justin.” she cooed as she climbed into a seated position on my pelvis, positioned my dick at her opening, sank down on me in slow short thrusts and kissed me deeply.

We made love. Soft. Tender. Slow. Passionate.

I enjoyed her, and she me. And it surpassed any and all experiences I have ever had.

I had my ‘old equipment’ and stamina, and she fulfilled my every need that night.

She herself was “renewed” as she called it. A virgin again. Unsoiled body.

Although her former masters had enjoyed and abused her for millennia, I was the first to enter her in these “renewed” holes. Or “new” holes.

As I found out after we finished and were cuddling, this body was not the same as she had previously.

Oral, vaginal, and anal (at her insistence) ... she had me in every body orifice, including one silly ejaculation where I came into and onto that beautiful sexy little belly button.

She call it “claiming her”. I called it heaven.

It was PERFECT.

We cleaned up the normal way. In the shower. Together. And it was AWESOME.

Returning to bed, she wrapped herself into my side and we snuggled delightfully, enjoying the intimacy of our bodies and caresses.

And twined and tangled, we gave over to sleep somewhere around 4 am.

My clock Radio blared heavy metal music while the buzzer penetrated my skull like a rusty dagger.

As I slapped it silly to turn it off, I saw it was already 12:30. Afternoon. Past time to be packed and headed to the Capitol City for my EMT testing tomorrow.

Jeannie held me and pulled me back to her. Barely dislodged by my reaching and flailing arm.

She settled her head back to my chest and mumbled sleepily, “Morning master.” The flinched slightly and repeated, “Sorry, I mean Morning Justin.”

I kissed the top of her head and replied, “Morning sweetie.”

She looked up at me and asked,”Justin, You may call me anything you like, even change the name I answer to. But why do you call me ‘Sweetie’ and ‘Sweetheart’ like that?”

I was kinda bewildered that she didn’t know this, and had an idea.

“Jeannie, I want you to do something for me. I want you to access my thoughts and memories and extract ALL the knowledge I have to offer so you know all the same things I do. Then continue to monitor and update frequently as you can so you can know everything I know all the time.”

“Are you sure Justin? This is highly irregular. I already have intruded into your private memories and thoughts beyond anything I ever was allowed before.”

“Yes sweetie. I need to trust you, and you should trust me. This will remove any doubts or fears or problems and make the rest of our time together flow easier and more smoothly.”

“As you wish Justin.”

BLINK

“WOW.”

She looked surprised, then just stared at me for a moment. Then her expression turned sorta sad, then to surprise. Finally she looked at me with an expression of such love and adoration that I knew what she had ‘downloaded’ before she even spoke.

A slight fear gripped me at the realization. Had I fucked up by letting her know?

“Oh Baby,” she said as her eyes began to well up with tears, “I never dreamed or expected this from you. And after that horrible Rhoda hurt you so badly, I don’t know how you could possibly do this.” She again looked sad, then almost whispered seriously to me, “I guarantee you that I won’t do you like she did. So stop worrying.”

I swallowed my emotions and looked at her, “Sweetie, I was just trying to expand your knowledge of our customs and culture so your manner of speech and how you act would blend in and not cause undue attention. I forgot about all that other stuff. I hope you are not disappointed in me or upset. Most of that was when I was young and dumb. The rest is just fantasy I probably would never act upon.”

“Oh no, I do not think badly of you at all. You are still a better man than any of my previous masters.”

She looked downward. Thoughtful.

“And Justin...” She raised her eyes to pierce into mine. “I love you too, VERY much. And not because I have to or think it is required of me.”

And THAT was what I was worried about most.

The fact that during the wee hours of the morning I had awakened. Holding her to my side. Feeling her breathing. Remembering the touch of her hands and the power of her passion.

Remembering the honest pure innocence of her words and actions.

I studied her closely, seeing the purity of her as she slept.

And being absent all the worry and stress of possibly being left alone or rejected by her, I realized that I had already fallen madly for her.

Deeper and further than any other girl I ever knew.

Yes, Just that fast.

I was in love with Jeannie. A Genie.

And I didn’t know how it would even work given she wasn’t really ‘human’ so to speak. I just knew I loved her and never wanted to be apart from her. Even if she never granted me another wish.

And now I had let her extract this information from me before I could sort all this out or test it.

I was vulnerable again. And she had the upper hand. And she had the power to crush my heart just like every other woman in my life.

And I was okay with that. Cause she said it didn’t matter. Cause she said she loved me too.

And I believed her.

I scooped her into my arms and kissed her. She returned it with the same passion.

We fell back into the bed with a flurry of gropes and pokes and caresses. Winding up with her sitting on my normal average sized dick and slowly grinding her clit into my pelvic bone while stirring it in her tight wet pussy with her hip gyrations.

She rippled her vaginal muscles to literally massage the shaft like fingers wrapped around it. And her cervix literally suckled on the head.

“Magic pussy” I thought. “God I love it.”

No magic enhancements to me needed, she loved my dick just like it was. Just like I was.

With a little squeal, she came hard. Her little pussy milking as I joined her, My spurts causing her to squeak a little with every throb. Her juices soaked my pubes and ran down my balls and through my ass crack to create a wet spot the size of a dinner plate.

She collapsed on my nearly lifeless body, laying her head on my chest. Top of her head reaching only as far as my chin.

I held her as our sex organs pulsed and relaxed, my dick softening slowly and then slipping out and flopping downward.

When I awoke again, she was still there. Laying on my chest and slowly playing her fingers through the hairs. She looked happy and content and I thought that this was a helluva way to spend a day.

Then reality crashed in. I looked at the clock. It was 2pm.

I had to meet my classmates... 200 miles down the road ... in ONE HOUR.

The next 15 minutes was a blur.

“I have to meet the class in an hour!”

We scrambled out of bed.

I had her use her magic to freshen our showers and pack my duffle bag, then blink us to the truck.

As I pulled onto the road out front of my place, I remembered my backpack with books and guides and such was on my desk chair.

She easily blinked it into the back seat of the Blazer.

Just as easily, the almost empty gas tank went from almost “E” to FULL.

It was at that moment I realized my panic was unfounded and I had an idea. (usually dangerous for me to have ideas)

I laid out my plan to her.

She would blink ahead to the hotel, one I was familiar with, and enter the parking garage. Find me a space. Then blink me and the truck into the space.

She agreed on the plan and I pulled over and stopped behind a Dollar Store.