I Rubbed a Genie Bottle and Accidentally Wished for a D**K!
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rubbing a genie bottle and being granted three wishes, I couldn’t
resist asking for a dick of my very own. I have tons of dildos, so
why not one in the flesh? I just didn’t expect my new toy to land
between my legs. But when my hot little stepsister walks in and
catches me stroking my massive piece, she quickly wants to try it out
for herself, and I’m more than happy to let her.
stared at the bottle on my desk, wondering if there was any truth to
what the lady at the antique shop had said.
works. So be careful what you wish for. For you shall surely get it.”
laughed hysterically before passing me my change, and I figured she
was just bullshitting. You know, to drive up more sales. Every time I
went in there, she had some new thing on display.
hundred-year-old desk is haunted by the ghost of Edgar Allan Poe…”
crystal ball belonged to a gypsy from India, and it will tell your
mainly bought the genie bottle as a novelty. I thought it would be
fun to play with when my girlfriend came over. But now …
bottle itself was gorgeous. Standing at a good 12 inches tall, it was
decorated with bright pink, yellow, orange, and gold shades of glass,
and it reminded me of something out of that old television show my
dad used to watch … I Dream of Jeannie. I had only seen it a
few times, but I always liked the idea of having my own genie who
would grant me any wish. I mean, who wouldn’t, am I right?
had a few fantasies and wishes of my own. And now that my dad and
18-year-old stepsister were gone for the night and the house was
empty, I was seriously tempted to put this bottle to the test, see if
I could make a wish or two come true.
picked up the bottle and rubbed it a few times, laughing quietly and
feeling pretty silly. I then removed the glass top and held it up.
Colors sparkled around my periphery, and I noticed a ring was
attached to the base. For whatever reason, I slid it over my finger.
It looked like a brightly colored ring pop they sell at candy stores.
hadn’t had the “ring” on my finger for more than twenty seconds
when a lavender vapor started to rise from the lamp. I stared
wide-eyed as the purple smoke wafted throughout my room. I spun in a
circle, and when I came back around, I saw the vapor take on the
shape of a man. No, a woman. Fuck, I couldn’t tell. I was so caught
off guard I stumbled backwards until I fell on top of my bed.
the genie took on its full shape—a cross-legged humanoid form with
a tight, colorful cloth wrapped around its head and sheer fabric
covering its face. All I could see was the upper half of its body.
The lower half was enveloped in lavender smoke.
called upon my services, and three wishes are yours for the taking.
What is your wish?”
gawked, thinking I must be hallucinating. But it seemed so real.
… are you a man or a woman?” I asked. Not sure why that was
important, but I wanted to know what gender I was dealing with. This
whole thing was really hot. Weird and kind of scary, but hot. What
can I say? I have an incredible sex drive.
am both. What are your wishes?”
shit. This was for real? I sat up on the bed and gave it some
thought. There were so many things I could wish for, but where should
am only here for three minutes, Corey. What are your wishes?”
see, my dad had been busting his ass to provide for me and my younger
stepsister since mom left him for some douchebag a couple of years
ago. So it would be nice if he didn’t have to work two jobs
anymore. I could start there.
like one million dollars deposited in my dad’s bank account, first
thing tomorrow morning.”
would be a nice thing to wake up to, no?
genie nodded his head, or her head. “Consider it done. What next?”
chewed on my lip, thinking of all the other things I could ask for.
World peace? A new car, bigger boobs? No, those were too cliché.
I exclaimed, throwing my hands in the air. “My grandma—my dad’s
mother—has been sick for a while. I would like her to be completely
healed. No trace of any cancer whatsoever.”
I couldn’t believe that hadn’t been my first wish. She was
diagnosed last year and lately had more bad days than good.