By now I should not have to go into the mechanics of the EGENIE any more. We now get into the meat and bones of the story and see how seductive power can be, As always all participants are 18+. There are many themes in this story, some parts only focus on one theme while others will have a wider focus, i hope you enjoy the tale. Please leave comments (positive or negative) but don't be mean. If you don't like something, let me know. I will change it if it is not important to the story. If you are offended, I am sorry, no need to read or comment. There are literally hundreds of thousands of stories on Literotica for you to enjoy, Now without any further ado, here is the story.
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Main Characters
David Hawkins- 25 year old white male, veteran, suffers from PTSD and bipolar disorder. 6' 3", 200 lbs. After a wish, he now has an adjustable cock. Black hair, Blue Eyes, tanned skin and a black goatee.
Idalia- 2637 year old female Genie, 5' 2", 38 in chest, 28 in waist, 36 in hips and a 40 C bust. Her skin was pale and she had freckles on her nose and cheeks. She had red hair but was hairless all over her body, except for a small patch just above her vagina.
Dawn Desruisseaux - 42-year-old white female, 5' 6", 36 chest, 30 waist, 38 hips, 40D. Dirty Blonde hair. Married with 3 children. Realtor
Debbie Desruisseaux - 23-year-old white female, 5' 4", blonde hair, 38 chest, 32 waist, 36 hips and 40 C. Single and working her way through college.
We left the highway and passed through a small town. Driving up main street I saw an advert for a realtor. I slowed the car and stared at the picture of the realtor. Her name was Dawn Desruisseaux. She had dirty-blonde hair and brown eyes and looked to be in her late 30s early 40s. I looked at Idalia and smiled.
"Fate has struck. I found the person who will help us find a home."
She sat up and followed my gaze.
"She is very pretty Master."
"Yes, yes, she is. May end up with new toys today. Fortune smiles upon us. Let's go to her office. After a good breakfast"
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We had had a nice breakfast at a retro diner and Idalia had enjoyed a meal that she hadn't had to conjure. Her favorite part of breakfast was the syrup on her pancakes and if I had not stopped her, she would have drunk the syrup from the bottle.
It was refreshing to see just innocent wonder and joy. So, okay, I was starting to like her but I was still going to use her. We walked into the realtor office and there was a young blonde girl sitting at the reception desk. The name plate on the desk read:
DIANNE DESRUISSEAUX
She looked to be around 20 to 25 years old. Her hair came down to just past her shoulders and she had bright blue eyes. She was dressed in a professional manner and her maroon blouse still managed to hug her firm body enticingly. Some nice, firm C cups, maybe D cups, let their presence be known and the fact that there was no bra.
"Good morning, Sir... Ma'am. Welcome to Desruisseaux Realty. I am Dianne, how can we help you today?" she said as she stood up. Her blouse was tucked into a very nice black pencil skirt that came about an inch below her knees. Her legs covered in sheer black stockings. Delightful.
She stood 5' 4", blonde hair, 38 chest, 32 waist, 36 hips and 40 C. She was young and she was pretty.
*I wish for you to be able to hear her thoughts so I can know how to proceed with her and the same with her mother when she shows up.*
*Your wish is my command, Master.*
"Well Ms. Desruisseaux..."
"Please, call me Dianne."
*She thinks you are cute Master. She is disappointed that you are with me.*
*Well, my Genie, how about a little, subtle seduction. See if you can get her to warm up to you. Just for fun*
*Yes Master.*
And just like that, my sexy Genie slowly turned up the heat on Ms. Desruisseaux. I was watching her closely as I reached my hand out to shake hers. Her hand was soft, her grip though, was firm. I looked into her bright eyes and saw them dilate a bit. Her hand started to sweat just a bit and a slight flush filled the skin of her face.
"Dianne, my name is Dave, Dave Hawkins. This is my... fiancé, Idalia." Both ladies were surprised at that. Idalia pleasingly so and Dianne was saddened. "I am looking for a new home in my old home town."
*Fiancé Master!*
*Yeah, yeah, don't get too excited.*
I was not surprised when Idalia failed to stifle a giggle.
"Well, Mr. Hawkins, my mother... I mean, Mrs. Desruisseaux, will be back in a few minutes. If you would like to sit down and wait."
"Very well. Do you have any info on current availability?"
"What's your home town?"
"Right here in Hooksett."
Her eyes raised at that and then she walked behind the desk and pulled a binder from the shelves back there. She brought me the binder and offered us refreshments. I thanked her and had Idalia keep Dianne entertained while I looked at the homes in the binder.
There were a couple of places that looked nice, but one really stood out. It had 15 acres and was a brand new 4 bedroom. She had it listed at a little over $600k. Something we could really work with.
I looked up and Idalia practically had Dianne eating out of her hands. Idalia was leaning, almost sitting on the edge of the desk. Leaning towards Dianne, her top, somehow show more boob than it should have. Gotta love magic.
Dianne was chatting amiably and every so often, she would stare down Idalia's top. I think the girl is up for some experimenting.
*Yes Master, she is.*
"Dianne! I was wondering if you could tell me about this property." I said and walked over to her. I leaned forward, placing the binder on the desk in front of her. She leaned forward to see what property I was talking about. The view I had was very nice, very nice indeed.
She was just too young and I had nothing against her or her family. Yeah, I know, then why does the Genie look so young, and why that now I look 25, do I have an issue? Well, I never claimed to be consistent. The Genie is my slave, my property so I will enjoy it. Anyone else like Dianne who has not betrayed or related to anyone who has done me wrong, well I just leave them alone. That however does not mean I can't appreciate them and use them just a little.
"Well, Mr. Hawkins. This is a new construction, no neighbors within about a mile. Town water was run out during construction, there is service from a nearby cell tower. The property actually has a stream that crosses it and has fish. The property extends about an acre into the adjacent forest. All in all a nice relaxing environment."
"Very well. Sounds good."
The phone started ringing.
"Good morning Desruisseaux Realty, Dianne speaking...oh, hey mom. Yes, I know... uh huh. Yep. Oh, you have prospects here, a Mr. Hawkins. He is looking at the new Cheshire house. Oh, your are in the parking lot? Okay. Bye."
I stepped away and moved behind Idalia, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her close. I looked at Dianne.
"She is on her way in? Great."
The door behind us opened up and there she was. The pictures of her did not do her justice, she was gorgeous. I revised my plan just a bit. We were going to make her and her family our friends. I just had this urge to be bad, very bad.
*Master, whatever you need, just tell me.*
Hearing her giggle in my mind was such a fucking turn on. Dawn looked very professional. Mature, sexy and confident. Her dirty blonde hair hung loose and framed her tanned face. She stood, around 5' 6", a nicely toned frame. Her legs were a swimmer's leg, long and lean. She was wearing stockings, not hose, which I loved.
She had a waspish waist and wide hips. Her breasts stuck out nice and firm. She wore a blue silk shirt with a burgundy skirt that came to about an inch above her knee. Her smile lit up her face.
"Mr. Hawkins, pleased to meet you. I am Dawn." She said taking my hand.
*Master, she thinks you are handsome and she even thinks I am pretty. She had a slight spike in arousal.*
"Pleased to meet you, Dawn. You can call me Dave. I just spent a lovely time talking with Dianne. I have to say, you do not look like you could have a daughter her age." I smiled and casually looked her up and down.
She blushed and looked down. I took her hand and guided her to her daughter's desk. I took the binder and showed her the home I was interested in.
"I think this house would be perfect for us. There is one thing I want to know though."
"What would that be, Dave?"
"Can you get me the lots surrounding the house also?"
She looked me over, covering the greed in her eyes. She smoothed her skirt and lead me into her office.
"Dianne, I will be with the Hawkins' for a while. Get us some coffee dear."
"Tea for my wife and I, Earl Grey if you have it. If not, anything would be fine."
"Yes Mr. Hawkins."
We walked into the office and Dawn moved around and sat at her desk. The front of her desk was open, so we could see legs and skirt.