Josh grinned as Chelsea was still mocking the big boobed teacher.
Sure, he could have given her a huge set here and now to stop her from laughing and make her discover the other side of the mirror, but it didn't feel really satisfying. No, he didn't want to just punish her. He wanted to see this proud girl slowly messing with herself. To have her ask for what seemed stupid to her now. To see her fall because of her own corrupted mind. But he couldn't give her the dictaphone to see if she would use it for selfish purposes, right ? It was too dangerous. No, he needed to give her the temptation of ultimate power without full control of it. In fact, he wanted to witness of all the things she'd change. And see her ask for those changes.
Josh sighed. Hey, he had a dictaphone, so he just had to record a good story in it for it to come true, right ? The boy smiled. He remembered a few TV shows and knew exactly how to be at the best place to look at Chelsea dealing with ultimate power, and how she'd probably fuck with all her ideals and bias. And fuck her life up.
The boy grinned and wait for the class to end, and then went to a quiet corner of the school to make his record into the dictaphone. And when he pressed the stop button after whispering his command in... he vanished in a puff of smoke.
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Chelsea couldn't do anything but laugh at the expenses of Miss Esperanza until the end of the day. Her group of top students was laughing at her jokes as she was making fun of the big-boobed teacher. Brain and boobs : you couldn't have the two. And Miss Esperanza had obviously chosen one. Chelsea was the opposite : she was one of the school top students, and with smallish B cups, enough for not being a flat joke, and thankfully too small to be considered as a walking cleavage. When the last class ended, Chelsea walked home, ready to tell the story of the day to her parents and do her homework just after. And maybe she'd watch an old movie in her bedroom when she'd be done with studying.
As she walked, she noticed a garage sale and walked in front of it not really caring when she noticed something in one of the boxes. A golden lamp out from Arabian Nights.
Chelsea approached the fat man behind the table, and guessed he was dumb from his look. So she tried to play her usual tricks on him to make sure she'd have the lamp for a cheap price. But she also wanted to know a few things about it.
"Hello, Mister.
- Hi, young lady. What do you need ?
- I was looking at the video games here.
- A gamer ? Those are 25 bucks each.
- 25 ? Please ! I don't have that much on me. Why are you selling all this ? Where is this from ?
- Old stuff from a cousin.
- He left the city ?
- I don't know, the guy just disappeared. So without news from him for years, I guess it's time to sell this and the house. Anyway, do you want those games or not ?
- I guess not."
Chelsea was quite interested. She wanted the lamp for aesthetic reasons at first, but the weird story behind... it sounded quite mythical. So it was just making her want it more. It was time to finish her trick. Now that she played the girl interested by something else like those games, she turned to leave, and then pretended to just notice the lamp in a box.
"I'm leaving, those games price are just too high, especially for old ones. Just one last thing : what about this arabian lamp ?
- This piece of junk ? 5 bucks.
- Mmm... okay then."
She paid the fat guy and left with the lamp, proud of how she tricked the seller. If he had known she was here for this item, he would have probably sold it at an expensive price. Chelsea placed the thing in her backpack, went home and left it on her desk in her bedroom. She then did her homework, studied, and almost forgot about the thing, too focused on her work. She stopped studying for dinner, when she told her parents about Miss Esperanza and how they should sue school. And then, she watched an indie movie with her family, fond of cultural stuff, and when it ended, Chelsea returned to her bedroom only to find herself facing the lamp on her desk.
"Almost forgot !" she said, placing it on a shelf. "There, you look just like one out of a movie." as she placed it, she noticed something engraved on the surface of the lamp. It was barely readable with the dust covering some parts of the thing forgotten in a garage for too long. Chelsea surprised herself having a stupid thought. What if...
No, that was impossible. She'd rub the lamp, but just to clean it, right ?
Chelsea rubbed the lamp, and as she was ready to place it back on its shelf, the thing suddenly glowed and hummed in her hands. Chelsea couldn't believe her eyes and was too shocked to speak or drop the thing. The lamp hummed more, then a cloud of pink and blue smoke erupted from it and danced in the bedroom, then formed a human shaped cloud a few feet from Chelsea, before turning into a woman. A very curvy woman with just a brassiere over her generous breasts, wide hips and long legs in baggy pants, and her navel on display. She had olive skin, big brown eyes, long brown hairs and a wide smile.
"How... what... don't..."
Chelsea could barely speak, but the girl smiled even more.
"Hi, Miss Chelsea. I'm Jade, thanks for waking me up. You looked tensed, please let me help with that."
She snapped her fingers, and all fear and stress left Chelsea, who forgot everything she was thinking about screaming. She just blinked stupidly.
"Are you... a genie ?
- A genie ? Indeed I am. Or a djinn.
- Does this mean I have wishes ? Oh my god ! How much ? Can I wish about unlimited wishes ?
- My, my, let's stop there. I know the legends human have about us. First, I'm a genie, so this means : just another intelligent being. Not a slave. So, no "mistress" stuff.
- Sorry ! Didn't mean to...
- No problem. Second thing, you don't have a number of wishes. The three thing stuff is just bullshit.
- I have... one ? Two ? More ?
- Intelligent being, I said ! I grant as mush wishes as I want. But I am free, so it can be one, or more... it just depends how much I like you.
- We'll be best friends, I swear ! said Chelsea. I can't believe this is true !
- And last thing : this means I'm the one choosing what I grant or not. If I like you, I'll help you, but if I think something is boring or If I don't want to, you'll just have to accept it.
- Okay ! Okay ! Just... just wait here ! You must be thirsty about all this ! Let me bring you some drinks and snacks from the fridge downstairs ! I have so much things to ask you, to discuss and... maybe to wish for ! Just wait here, okay ?
- Not moving."
And as silently as she could, Chelsea ran out of the bedroom so her parents wouldn't hear to find a welcome dinner for her incredible own genie !
"Nice girl." said Jade in the bedroom as the girl left.
Little did Chelsea know : Jade was just Josh changed into a free djinn to see Chelsea wishes, and bring her on a very interesting road... Jade looked down at her own chest. "Feels nice." she said, cupping them, and then stopping as she head Chelsea running back...
Thu Jan 15 00:00:00 2015