It often amuses me the way mortals perceive us genies. The way they assume we all live in bottles, are bound to serve our masters, and the biggest misconception, that we are all female. The fact of the matter is we are, like mortals, different. There are some of us who believe that all genies are bound too serve man. There are some like me, who choose to live like mortals. In that I mean we eat, sleep, and even have the same desires has mortals.
See, we genies are very lucky, we are not bound to a certain body like mortals are...we can become whoever or whatever we wish. I have lived a day as a dog. I have lived a day as a bird. I have also experimented with the bodies of male and female mortals. I love to tinker with certain situations and see how mortals react to them. I also must admit...I love the way mortals mate. We has genies don't have a known way to mate or reproduce, hell we have no idea how we got here or how we attained our powers which is the one thing mortals have guessed right about us. We can grant wishes, change a mortal's appearance, we make them wealthy, pretty much anything we choose. But that's the key to it all...we are the ones of choose. This is how I have most of my fun...letting mortals think they have 3 wishes but really twisting what they wish for to my own pleasure.
I was wondering around a shopping mall one day when I seen the a fine young girl working a trendy clothing store. She was about 5’ 8’’...couldn’t have been more than 110 pounds with long blonde hair. She put me in mind of the pop singer Brittany Spears but from what I seen Spears had nothing on her. I decided that was my fun for the day. I quickly scanned her mind too find out what her ideal boy looked like. I changed my appearance to match it and entered the store.
As soon as I walked in she looked me up and down. I, of course, pretended not to notice her. As I made my way over to the men’s slacks section of the store I decided to give her a little help. I quickly sent a probe to mind telling her to approach me and start and conversation. About 10 seconds later I felt a tap on my shoulder, “Are you looking for a certain brand or color?”
I looked up and gave a little smirk and said, “I see exactly what I'm looking for now.” She instantly blushed and I knew from my link to her mind that she was extremely embarrassed.
“My name’s Clay.” I reached out to shake her hand.
"I'm April, very nice to meet you Clay.” We shook hands and I continued with the small talk for a while. She was 18 years old and a senior at the local high school. She said she wasn’t involved with anyone but my probe showed she has had the same boyfriend for 3 years now which I found extremely funny. The fact that she would lie about a boyfriend let me know that I could pretty much have her on her own free will...with a little help of course.
She finally said, “I really need to get back to work...but I get my lunch break in hour...would you like to meet somewhere and talk?” I agreed and we met at the food court and starting eating lunch.
We had more small talk, about her plans for college and how she wasn’t sure if she had the grades to get into the college she wanted. Basically a bunch of shit I didn’t care about. I started to get bored with her so I decided to start the fun. “If you could change anything about yourself...what would it be?” I asked.
She replied, “You see that girl over there, she has a perfect chest...not to big not to small...very sexy...IM stuck with this ironing board for a chest...I fell that's the only thing keeping me from being a knock out.”
She was exactly right. Give her some tits and she every man’s dream. “What if I told you that I could give you that chest?” I said. “What are you some kind of plastic surgeon?” she asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. I replied, “All you have to do is wish for it and poof, it will be done.” I instantly did a scan on her mind and just as I thought the feelings of attraction had changed to a bit of weariness but curiosity as well. “OK ill play along, I wish I had a chest like that girl sitting of there."
"As you wish” I softly replied. With that she started to feel a tingle in her boobs and suddenly without warning they grew a from a B cup to a D in a matter of seconds. The strain on her clothing caused them to bust apart leaving her tits free for the entire food court to see. “OK that one was free, you now have 3 left, what will it be?” I asked.