21

"Oh Holy Crap, do I feel good!" Steel shivered as every ache, every pain disappeared.

"What the heck did you do to me?" He asked as he ran an internal scan of his power armor.

"I made your body twenty one again, Master, and installed a healing factor to keep you looking and feeling this good." Gold Star answered.

Steels stopped reading the screens in his helmet. His power armors internal sensors seemed to corroborate the genie. He was still 6 foot 7 inches tall but his weight was down to 274 lbs. from 297 lbs. Which would track with what he weighed in college versus what he weighed now. He lost a little bit of muscle mass but mainly the fat that being almost 40 accumulated despite being in superhero shape.

"I'm still almost 40, right? You didnt... screw with the timeline or nothin', right? I just look young, right?" He addressed his genie, rapping a knuckle on his chest shield.

"That is correct, Master." Gold Star nodded proudly adding. "And thanks to your new healing factor you'll stay looking this hunky for quite awhile, Master."

"I'm a meta now. Barely." Steel said mostly just to hear himself say it.

"Yes. If you wish for more powers all you have to do is say the magic words, Master." Gold Star said sweetly.

Steel clanged the heel of his metal gloved palm off his helmet. "Can you quit it with the Master talk. Its..."

"Quite popular in porn, Master. The most popular, in fact. Large black men and small blonde women calling them Master while they are sexually dominated by big black cock is practically the backbone of the modern porn industry. To tell you a secret I had quite a large collection of said porn when I was Booster Gold." Gold Star admitted with a grin.

Steel just stared. "That doesnt surprise me."

"Would you like to live out such a life, Master?" Gold Star asked.

Steel sighed. "I may be hard up at the moment but I'm not so hard up that I need to say, 'I wish cute little white girls need my big black dick like they need oxygen'. I do fine on my own when I got the time. So, no, no thank you, I dont need your wish."

"Ummm, Master?... ummm." Gold Star raised her arms over her head and did some jazz hands, she did wince "You did say I wish, Master, and I am a genie."

"What, No. No! I said No!" Steel commanded.

"But you said the words, 'I Wish'. I have to, Master. I dont get to say if a wish is a good idea or not. Or a joke. Or a simile." Gold Star explained. "You say it, Master. I do it. No matter what."

"Goddamn." Steel shook his head, "Fine, look, I wi-"

A blur of gold, red, white and blue shot thru the small storefront in the blink of an eye and disappeared just as quickly, taking Steel with it. Leaving Gold Star floating alone in the store.

Gold Star looked left, looked right, up, down. She was alone in the store. Steel was gone. Her lamp was gone. She asked the only question she could, "What just happened?"