As You Wish

(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback are always welcome and appreciated. If you are familiar with my writing, then you will know that I write what I call High Fantasy Erotica. Meaning it is completely absurd, ridiculous, and over the top. With this chapter I will probably take the cake with that in the second half. The rest of the chapters probably won't be quite as wild, but you'll see why I pulled out all the stops on this one. Also, I will be returning to Noty High, I just needed a little bit of a break. I had the idea for this story and really wanted to try it out.)

Seth grunted and groaned as he came inside his girlfriend. Once his body stopped spasming, he rolled off her and onto his back with a contented sigh. He reached down and removed the spent condom from his softening member and tossed it into the trash next to his bed.

He always wanted to go without, but Felicia refused to go on the pill, and she refused to let him touch her unless he presented a condom first. It was like his offering to his goddess for the blessings of her body.

Speaking of his goddess, he looked over and watched her gorgeous sweaty tits rising and falling rapidly from their exertion. When his gaze turned up to her face, he suddenly realized, everything was not right with the world.

He reached in to caress her slender face. "What's wrong, honey?"

She slapped his hand away. "I'm done."

Seth suddenly felt relieved. "Oh, good. I was afraid you didn't finish again."

Felecia turned her head to look at him. "I didn't!" The anger in her voice frightened him. She threw the blanket off of her lower half and got up.

Seth was almost so transfixed by her tanned glistening gluts that he lost the conversation. "I'm sorry, what?"

"I didn't cum! I didn't cum this time, or the time before, or the time before that."

"I'm sorry. Why didn't you say anything, I would have made it right." He immediately got up and crossed to her. Dropping to his knees, he tried to bury his nose into her pussy, but she held his head back with her hand.

"I don't want you to MAKE it right, I want out of this relationship. There's no fire anymore. You just don't turn me on like you used to."

Seth sank to his butt devastated. He loved her, he was planning on proposing to her next week. He had gotten the blessing from her father and everything. How could she be saying this? "Why? I thought we were in love?"

"Love? What I loved was when you would screw me under the table at the bar. What I loved was when you would finger me in the theater. This relationship isn't exciting anymore. You got boring." She was nearly dressed at this point.

Seth crawled over to her on his hands and knees, still butt naked. "Please give me a chance, I can do all those things again."

Felecia looked at him with contempt, "I don't want those things again, I want new things, I want someone who is constantly looking for new ways to give me mind blowing orgasms."

"I can do that. I promise."

"Stand up you spineless coward. You're supposed to be the man in the relationship, stop groveling. I'm done. Accept it and never call me again. If you do, I'll file a restraining order." With that she left and slammed the door behind her.

That was two weeks ago, and Seth still couldn't believe it happened. She was not the woman he thought she was, and they were not in the kind of relationship he thought they were in. He felt betrayed by her, but he still wanted her back so badly.

Seth had taken last week off work after the break up. He was so depressed that he just laid in bed and cried the entire time. But now he was out of vacation time and had to go back to work.

The elevator door opened and he could already hear his boss screaming. Krystal was his least favorite person in the world. She had no degree, no experience in the news field, and no talent for journalism or administration. But simply because her daddy owned the company, she was the boss of his department.

They were constantly missing deadlines, getting unsanctioned overtime, to which they were never paid for, and Krystal fired anyone who didn't put her political slant on the articles. On multiple occasions that had gotten us into libel cases and trouble with her father. Not to mention we were losing subscribers by the week. Even a few advertisers had pulled out. And every time her dad came calling, she blamed us and fired someone to appease him.

Seth had been desperately looking for a new job for the past year, but the longer he was there, the more contaminated his image was by this company. No other news company trusted someone from The McGuire Report.

Seth walked along the rows of desks. The room looked like the old fashioned kind of newsrooms, where there were just long rows of desks. No one had any privacy. Well, no one except the heiress herself. Not only did she have her own private office, it was elevated in the middle of the room so she could watch us and scream out the window at us.

Seth dropped his bag at his desk and powered on his computer. He hoped that she wouldn't notice him coming in late. The problem was that she wouldn't fire him. He had saved her butt so many times by covering for her with her dad, that she found him indispensable.

Rather than showing him this gratitude though, she resented him for it. She hated that he was her safety net. So, instead of firing him, she belittled him. Especially, since she knew he would not fight back.

"You're fired! Get out of here!" Krystal screamed.

Greg stormed out of her office before turning back and yelling. "Thank you. I'd rather beg on the streets for scraps than work one more second for an incompetent, uneducated..." The insults carried on for a full minute. It was profanity laden, and at one point he not only questioned if she was actually a woman, but also managed to call her a blonde bimbo in the same sentence.

They were all writers by trade, but Greg showed his skill at the next level with that insult. His burn was so savage, that he could have easily been the host on one of those celebrity roast specials.

Seth tried not to smile as Greg stomped out the door. He tried even harder as Krystal approached his desk. But he wasn't able to hide it as she stared directly at him.

"And what are you laughing at? Did you find another girl who would fake all of her orgasms like Felecia did." Her insult was not quiet either. She made sure everyone in the room could hear her. Seth's smile dropped instantly. That was the worst rub of all, her and Felecia were sisters, so she knew everything that happened between them. "Or did you just finally stop jerking off and feeling sorry for yourself long enough to come back to the office."

Her insults went on for another fifteen minutes with only an ounce of the creativity that Greg had shown, while Seth just quietly did his work. Unlike Greg, he couldn't afford to lose this job. He was barely making ends meet with the pittance they paid him here. So he just gritted his teeth and kept typing.

After work, Seth needed something to blow off steam. Unlike most in his office, he didn't drink to relax, he went to antique stores. He loved walking around and guessing, or more accurately, making up the history of the different items he saw. It played to both parts of his day job. He got to write and create, but he also got to look at the details of an object and attempt to sleuth out the truth behind it.

The bell over the door rang as he walked in. Judy, the owner, a sweet lady in her 70's was behind the counter. Seth loved her like she was his own mother. She always had the biggest smile on her face and seemed to always be thrilled to see whoever walked in the door.

Seth had been a patron of hers for years. He was rarely able to buy anything on his salary, but regardless, she treated him like one of her best customers. Even more, she was always there to listen when he just needed to gripe. Sometimes Seth actually wondered if Judy was Mother Theresa reincarnated.

"Seth." Judy came up and hugged his neck. "How are you? Have you proposed to that sweet girl of yours yet?" The look on his face at the question told her everything. "Oh no, I'm sorry. What happened."

Seth proceeded to explain the story to her. He felt awkward telling her about the intimate details of his sex life, but he needed to talk to someone about it. "Sorry, my generation's casual attitude to sex must offend you."

Judy instantly burst out laughing. "Are you kidding? I grew up in the sixties. To this day I'm a card carrying hippie. It's because of our free love ideals that you have those freedoms."

Seth was surprised by her statement and chuckled. "Really?"

"Please, getting fingered under the table at a bar is nothing compared to what I've done. I once had twin brothers spit roasting me, on stage at a music festival, while we were tripping on mushrooms. Of course, at the time, because of the mushrooms, I thought they were aliens that had come down to learn about human sexuality. I only found out the truth when my sister told me about it later. She watched the whole thing and teases me about it to this day."

Seth was laughing through her whole story. He couldn't help but picture the scene as she told it. He imagined her forty years younger and couldn't help but get a little aroused. She was actually quite attractive in her seventies, he couldn't imagine how amazing she looked in her twenties.

"Judy, if you were just a little closer to my age I would ask you out in a second."

Judy's eye's raised scandalously. "What, you think you're too inexperienced to handle me?" She joked.

I actually thought about it for a second. "To be honest, if I wasn't interested in having kids some day, and if I knew I'd get another 50 years with you, I wouldn't let the age gap stand in the way."

Judy blushed for the first time in all the years that I'd known her. She pushed my chest playfully. "Stop teasing this old girl's heart." She chuckled. "I'll tell you what, since you've had a rough time lately, pick anything you want in the store, I'll let you have it for free."

"No, I couldn't do that to you. This is your business."

"You're right. This is my business, and I can do whatever I want with my business. And what I want is to use my business to cheer you up. Now go, pick something good out. And if you come back with a paperclip or some other nonsense, I'll make you pick again."

Seth knew better than to argue with her. So he meandered back into the store. He moved deeper and deeper. There were many things that he had had his eye on for a while, but he couldn't decide between them. So he kept looking until he found something interesting.

It looked like a prop from Aladdin or something. It was a traditional Persian lamp. Except, this actually looked like the real thing. Seth rubbed a layer of dust off of it and was amazed by how shiny and reflective the gold surface appeared beneath the dust. It looked brand new and more polished and reflective than a soldier's dress shoes.

"How may I serve you?" Seth spun around at the sound of the voice. He couldn't believe his eyes. There was an attractive woman done up like Jeanie from the old I Dream of Jeannie sitcom from the sixties. Her breasts were slightly larger than Barbara Eden's though. Her belly was just as sexy and her face even more beautiful.

He smiled and asked, "What?"

"I'm a genie and you rubbed my lamp. You rub, I come."

Seth tried not to smirk at the obvious double entendre. "Yeah right. Where's the camera?"

"I'm sorry?" She seemed genuinely confused.

"This is some kind of prank show right?"

"What is a prank show?" She stumbled over the unfamiliar words.

"Is this going to be on YouTube or TV?"

The genie had a sudden moment of realization. "Oh yeah, being stuck in there for decades at a time, I tend to forget that you humans have trouble believing in magic. At least you have been getting more and more skeptical since the 16th century. Speaking of which, what year is it?"

Seth appraised her for a second, and then decided to play along. After all, this might get him on TV. "It's 2020."

"Wow, that means I've been in there for a hundred years."

"Well, you don't look a day over 25." Seth joked.

She laughed a musical unnatural type of laugh. "In my kind, 25 years old are still drinking from their mother's tit."

Seth laughed. "There are plenty of 25 year old tit suckers in my kind too."

"Are you a tit sucker?" The question stirred up erotic feelings inside of Seth.

"Yea. Not my mother's obviously, but I'm definitely a boob guy."

"Oooohhh, the horny ones always make the best wishes. What would you like to wish for? Remember, you only get three, I can't kill anyone, and be careful what you wish for. Actions have consequences, especially when you are dealing with something like magic."

Seth decided to see how far the producers of this show would let this go to sell him on the premise. Also he wanted to see what kind of special effects they could pull in to try to get him to believe. "I still don't believe you actually have magic powers. What can you do to prove that to me."

The genie sighed and said, "Alright, put me to the test. Give me something magical to do, as long as it affects only what is in this room."

Seth thought for a minute. He decided a test of the censors would be good. "Make your clothes magically disappear, and then blow me and make me cum green."

The edges of the genies cute thin lips teased up slightly. "Like I said, the horny ones always make the best wishes."

She snapped her fingers and her clothes disappeared instantly. Seth jumped in shock. Not only because of the magic trick, but also because she had an amazing pair of tits. They were perfectly round and perky, with gorgeous erect nipples. Her hourglass figure drew his eyes down until he saw her clean shaved pussy. There was no hiding that from the cameras with pubic hair like they do in so many movies and shows.

Seth started to wonder if this was some kind of HBO prank show where they could have nudity. The disappearing clothes were easy enough to fake. He had seen plenty of up close magic tricks where things just disappeared right under your nose. Then she walked up to him, lowered to her knees, and pulled his pants and underwear down.

The genie spit on his rapidly growing member and started jerking him off. "You see, I've known masters like you before. You are skeptical until you see and experience something so mind blowing, that it is impossible to deny. So get ready for this show."

She licked the sides of his shaft, before taking him into her mouth. Seth couldn't believe this was happening. Was this a porn prank show or something. He also couldn't help but think she definitely gave head like someone who has had a thousand years of experience.

Seth's knees nearly collapsed beneath him when he felt her tongue completely wrap around his shaft twice. He thought that had to be a trick of his mind. Gene Simmons tongue isn't even that long. But, as if she could read his mind, she pulled her mouth off of him, and he saw her tongue circled around his member twice. Even more, it stretched and wrapped around a third time.

Seth would have been freaked out if it hadn't felt so amazing. And then it got wilder when her tongue started jerking him off. Seth had never experienced anything so wild and erotic in his life. He couldn't believe he was holding on for so long under such mind blowing oral attention.

Then he heard her voice in his head. "I'm holding back your orgasm with my powers so that when I release it, you will have the best orgasm of your life. Ready for my next trick?" Her girlish giggle danced through his head.

The next thing Seth saw was his erection growing from its usual six and a half inches, to a staggering nine. He was starting to believe in magic as she took it back into her mouth. Her tongue unraveled and then stretched out and encircled his balls, while his penis was still in her mouth.

Her head bobbed up and down on him as he felt his shaft continuing to grow. He felt it constrict into her throat. Despite this, she never stopped, gagged, or teared up. It was like this was easy for her. And it didn't stop there. Seth could see her throat bulge as he grew deeper into her esophagus.

This wasn't physically possible. Seth thought. And then a fear came to him, he worried that her stomach acid would burn his tip. Again he heard her voice in his head. "Stop worrying master, remember, I'm magic."

Seth felt the tip reach her stomach and continue to glide through. He had to have been three feet long now, and he was still growing. A minute later and he saw something that made him wonder if he was tripping on mushrooms. His tip emerged from her anus like she was growing a tail.

Seth was sure this was some kind of insane dream at this point. He really needed to stop watching all of that tentacle porn. Truth was, if this was a dream, it was the best dream of his life, and it seemed to only be getting better. His tip snaked out about five feet before curling around her right hip and entering her tight pussy.

She moaned in pleasure and Seth felt the moan through his entire body. The vibration of the moan grew until it felt like every cell in his body was vibrating with pleasure. His balls especially rumbled like they were a rocket firing its jets.

Then he came with the most powerful orgasm in his life. He felt all eight feet of his shaft tense and shake as his cum traveled the length until finally filling her pussy. That apparently caused her to cum as he heard her scream around his shaft and felt her pussy ripple in waves around him.

After several spurts of cum inside her, the tip retracted out and covered her pelvis and thighs with green slime. It then further pulled back and covered her butt and lower back with the same emerald cum. He felt himself continue to fire as his member wound it's way back through her body. Finally, he was shooting loads down her throat and filling her mouth.

When his tip broke the surface of her lips again, she rolled onto her back and her tongue shot out like a whip and wrapped around his shaft. Her tongue aimed his member so that the green spray covered her hair, face, neck, chest, tits, stomach, pussy, legs, and even her feet before it was finally done.

Seth collapsed from exhaustion onto a recliner that magically appeared behind him. The genie looked like she had been an erotic contestant on a Nickelodeon show from the 90's. She was covered in his green slime.

Then she stood and all of the cum seemed to disappear, like it was being absorbed through her pores. Then she walked up and sat sideways on Seth's lap. He wanted to kiss her so badly, but he was completely drained of all energy. Not just because of what she had let him experience, but also because she just had the most kissable face.

Then Seth started to worry as he got tunnel vision. He felt like he was dying. The genie seemed to notice this and for the first time looked worried. She immediately stuck her nipple in his mouth and he instinctively sucked. He tasted milk, or something like it, it was lighter than milk actually, and almost had an airy quality to it. Regardless of how it tasted, with every gulp down his throat, he felt his strength returning

He sucked on her nipple for nearly twenty minutes. Truth be told, he was feeling refreshed after ten, but he just didn't want to stop suckling on her delectable breast. As the nub finally popped out of his mouth, a little bit of the milk dribbled onto his chin and chest. It was somehow rainbow colored and appeared to be mostly made of light.

Seth reached up and kissed her passionately. Her tongue wrapped circles around his as it entered her mouth. When they finally broke, Seth said the first thing that came to his mind. "Marry me." The genie laughed her light singsong laugh. "No, seriously. No other woman is going to measure up to you by half after that."