A Genie's Wish

Round 3 - Friday - Marcos's and Mali's date

Marcos had set the balloon down in a large square, and there was a Tuk-Tuk waiting for them. Mali was excited to drive and show them around. She’d never driven a vehicle before, but how hard could it be?

Pretty hard it turns out. After she’d crashed into a fruit vendor Marcos was able to edit the simulation to make the Tuk-Tuk crash proof. Mali thought it was pretty awesome. She was used to sitting in traffic in this congested city, but thanks to Marcos’ programming other vehicles and pedestrians just seemed to melt away before she hit them. She was having a blast riding around the city pointing out different sites to Eric and Marcos. Unconstrained by traffic, and indeed the laws of physics, she flew through the city, whipping around corners, straight through intersections, even through buildings.

Finally she stopped in front of a luxury condo building. “So this is it. This is my home.” She told them. Eric looked up at it in awe. He’d known Valerie came from money, but had never realized Mali did too. He supposed her whole life was actually fictional, she hadn’t really existed until this show. It was a weird thought, what happens when they return to reality? Had Isla just created Mali out of thin air, or did her whole life wait for her back in Thailand?

“Marcos, how good is this simulation? Can we go inside? Is my family there?” Mali asked him.

“Uh, yes we can go inside. I just generated random NPCs, so no family. Which unit is yours, I can modify the sim.”

“Oh, well we live in the penthouse, my dad owns the whole building actually. You know what, it would be pretty boring to just go up there to show off. I know, let’s get some dinner. There’s an awesome street vendor near here. Get back in the tuk tuk, I’ll drive!”

Eric groaned at the thought of more nauseating driving, but got in anyway. At least it was only a couple minutes before Mali stopped and pulled them along to a street food vendor.

Mali started quickly speaking to the vendor in Thai. Eric and Marcos had no idea what she was ordering but soon the three were seated with delicious smelling dishes in front of them.

“Ok I ordered some different options for you two to try. Oh, I forgot, do you like spicy food?”

Eric, like an idiot, told her he did. He ate a few bites of the dish she recommended before the heat caused him to start coughing. “Oh my god. What on earth is that?” Quickly she handed him some water, but his mouth was still on fire. She grabbed a beer and he chugged the whole thing in one go. “My God I’ve never had anything that hot. I’m sorry, I guess I don’t like spicy food.”

Marcos had seen Eric, so he told Mali just a little spice for him. She pointed him to another dish she called less spicy, but unfortunately for Marcos he repeated Eric’s actions due to the overwhelming heat.

“Bah you guys are such babies.” Mali then proceeded to finish off both dishes. “Don’t worry, I’ll ask the vendor for an American special.” She got up and soon returned with another dish. “Here, try this.”

Eric and Marcos cautiously took a few bites. “Oh my God,” Eric said, “This is delicious.”

“Oh ya. This is awesome.” Marcos echoed.

“Great! I’m glad you like it. Sorry about the other dishes, I didn’t realize you’d find them so strong.”

After their meal Marcos suggested he take over driving. He didn’t know where he was going, but it was a much smoother experience. Mali still called out things for them to see, and directed them towards the waterfront. Eventually Marcos could hear a bell ringing. “Oh. Looks like our time is up.” He came to a stop and turned off the vehicle. Suddenly the city faded away and the three of them found themselves in a small, completely empty room. The door swung open and they recognized the hallways of the ship.

“That was so much fun,” Mali told Marcos. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, “Thank you. I really appreciate what you did for me.”

Eric put a hand on both of them, “That was really cool guys. Thanks.”

It was getting pretty late, so the three of them headed up to the Master suite.- - - - - -

Sarah was exhausted after winning her race against Yaz. Unfortunately her bondage meant she couldn't just relax. All she wanted to do was take a soak in a warm bath. She couldn’t even tell Jenny that she wanted that.

Luckily for her, her girlfriend seemed to know just what she needed, so she'd led her to the spa. Yes, Jenny had asked her to officially be her girlfriend, with the understanding that they’d both be with Eric still. Sarah hadn’t been able to say yes, but she definitely made sure Jenny knew she enthusiastically agreed. That’s why Jenny wasn’t willing to share with Trinity, at least not until they’d had a real conversation about their boundaries. For now, they were happy just being together.

Jenny brought her to the hot tub and helped her in. Then she put on a bikini and got in herself. Jenny sat opposite her and pulled one of Sarah’s legs up and started to massage it. It felt like heaven.

“You did great today Sarah. I’m really impressed,” Jenny told her. Sarah beamed at the praise, “you must be tired. I wish you hadn’t agreed to this pony outfit, it looks so uncomfortable. Still, what you did for Trinity was really special. I think that’s why I love you.” Jenny clapped a hand over her mouth, “O-M-G. I’m sorry, that’s way too soon. Just forget you heard that. I meant like. Like you a lot.”

Sarah blushed. If she could speak she would say it back. Jenny was sure proving the whole lesbians move too fast trope, but Sarah felt the same way. Maybe it was the trauma of this whole show, but Sarah had fallen for Jenny faster than her rational mind said she should. Jenny kept talking, maybe trying to gloss over her I love you. Maybe just a bit of her airhead trait showing through. It didn’t matter, Sarah loved hearing her talk. After the massage and soak Jenny helped her out and they headed back to their room to go to sleep. It had been a tough day, but still, a good one. - - - - - -

If Sarah had been exhausted after their race, Yaz was practically catatonic. She’d given it her all, but still fallen short. The Two had been very precise with the whip and Yaz could feel the welts on her bum. No real damage, but it was definitely sore. She’d texted Valerie for help. Not to **** her harem queen trait, but because she knew Valerie was eager to help right now.

Valerie had found her resting at the race track and helped her back to their room. "Thanks Valerie. I really appreciate your help."

"No problem Mistress, we were done playing anyway. Isla had actually just turned into a Genie and disappeared. I wonder who is using a wish, actually it must be Trinity. Everyone else was busy right, unless your racing pals found it on their way back. I wonder what she would wish for?"

Yaz laughed, "Probably for everyone to be her fuck buddy. She's really nice, but she's also a horndog."

"That's true. She actually…oh uh nevermind." Valerie trailed off.

"She what? No secrets here. Tell me." Valerie felt the compulsion to spill the beans, it had been an order after all.

"Fine. She asked if she could eat me out this morning. Ugh, and I agreed."

"Interesting," Yaz said, "Did you return the favour?"

"Not that way. She got me to rub her hair while she did it."

"Wow you are turning into a real lezzy aren't you?" Yaz teased.

"No! I'm not gay!" Valerie yelled in frustration.

Yaz put her hands up, "Alright. Ok. You know I don't have any issues with that right? You'd be excused for thinking the old Muslim lady would be homophobic, but I left my faith behind in Iran long before you were even born, and in my new life I've always been an atheist."

"No, it's not that." Valerie sighed. "I've never thought that about you, or anyone here. I'm the one with the problem." She paused and ran a hand through her hair. "My father, well, he's kind of an asshole."

Yaz laughed, "Kind of? Don't forget I knew your father, in my other life. I could tell he wasn't happy dealing with a woman, let alone a woman of colour. Still, money and power mattered more to him than my identity so we worked well together."

"Ya. It's weird, growing up to realize who your parents really are. It wasn't that he'd go on bigoted rants all the time. He was too clever to get caught saying how he really felt anywhere it might matter. But as I got older I understood, understood that he saw people who were different as lesser.

He didn't instill his beliefs in me, not totally. It's just, it's hard. Even now I want to be accepted by him, if he knew what I'd done here ...."

"I understand. We all want acceptance from our parents, even when we don't agree with them. Ultimately though, he's either going to accept who you are, or he's not. And if he doesn't, the failing is on him, not you. Anyway I'm sure you don't need more platitudes from me, I'll just try to be more sensitive in the future."

Valerie smiled at her, "Thanks Mistress." They talked a while longer before heading off to bed. - - - - - -

After the others left, Alexandra and Beatriz made their way back towards their room. Beatriz thought she saw something out of a porthole so they headed up to the deck to look.

Sure enough they were approaching an island. There were no lights on the island, and they could barely see it in the dim moonlight, but they were pretty sure there were structures on it.

Then a sudden break in cloud cover illuminated the island, "Look, there!" Alexandra shouted. "That's definitely a roller coaster."

She was right, Beatriz thought, it appeared that there was a whole amusement park on the Island. She wondered if it would cost BP to enter. Under Isla it certainly would, but Ciela seemed more inclined to let them have fun.

Both women were startled by a voice behind them, "Lovely isn't it? I've modeled it after all the best rides in the country. Just something fun before the big challenge. By the way, Alexandra, how was your dance lesson?"

Alexandra turned around to look at Ciela, she was honest as she told her, "It was amazing. Too bad I'm all out of BP."

"Yes about that. I've come to offer you a deal on lessons. Simply this, ditch the clothes. Take off the dress now, and don't get dressed again. Lessons will be free until the moment you get dressed. Blankets and towels won't count unless you try to wear them as clothes. What do you say?"

Alexandra considered for a moment. Everyone here had already seen her naked anyway, "And when I do get dressed again, I can still have lessons for BP?"

"Yes certainly. At a rate of 5000 BP per week."

Alexandra shrugged, then took off her dress and held it out to Ciela.

Ciela put her hands up, "No you keep that dear. Just don't wear it. Happy dancing." She disappeared.

Alexandra was getting a little cold standing on the deck naked, so they headed down to their room to get ready for bed.

Beatriz was still locked in the belt, Isla having disappeared before she could ask for it off. It was a good thing too, or she might have touched herself then and there at the idea of a permanently nude Alexandra. At breakfast then, she'd get free at breakfast.

_Beatriz 0 -> 1000 BP- - - - - -

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Mali was a little nervous as they sat around the coffee table having a nightcap. Her plan for today involved losing her virginity to Eric. A man she'd only know for a couple weeks. A man 15 years her senior. A man who she had already been intimate with despite never even kissing him.

Fuck, she'd never even kissed any boy. She'd undersold her history to Marcos and Eric earlier. It wasn't just that she'd been focused on her studies, or tended to drive people away, back home she'd had exactly zero friends IRL.

She'd adopted a bold online persona to be someone totally new. Here, where nobody knew her, where her family wasn't around to pressure her, she'd tried to be that person. She'd been bold and outgoing. She'd made mistakes, but it seemed to be working. She had more success making friends here as a bold e-girl than she'd had in Bangkok as a shy emo kid.

She looked over to Eric talking to Marcos about a video game. She did find him quite attractive despite their age gap. She knew he was a good person. Even if she wasn't stuck in his Harem she'd be interested.

Except part of her felt like she was rushing for the wrong reasons. The fear of elimination was real. Of course they'd do their best on the challenges, but they weren't in a good spot in the leaderboard.

Marcos insisted he was the original, she knew that she was. What happens if they get eliminated, would one of them cease to exist?

She knew Marcos separated her for this very purpose. To have sex with Eric so he didn't have to. She knew she was the only one who could save them from elimination.

What was the big deal anyway? It was just sex right. Almost everyone does it. Why did it feel like such a big deal, it wasn't like she'd even get pregnant with those magic condoms Jenny bought. Ok, it was time, she had to make this work.

She made eye contact with Marcos and nodded. He understood and asked Stephanie to bring him his bag. Taking out the sensory deprivation hood, he slipped it over his head and stayed still.

"Uh, what's with the hood?" Eric asked Marcos.

Mali answered for him, "He can't hear you. Complete sensory deprivation." She got off the couch and came around to Eric. She pushed his shoulders back and straddled him where he sat. "I thought the two of us could have some alone time." She leaned it for a kiss. She stopped right before their lips touched, wondering if Eric would cross the gap.

He did, pushing into her. She felt her heart flutter as she experienced her first kiss. She'd already sucked his dick but this felt so much more intimate. She wanted more. She pushed back and roamed her hands across his body as she made out with him.

She paused to remove her shirt and went back to kissing. She moaned as his hands found her breasts and started to caress them.

After a few minutes of this she was hot and bothered, she got off to pull his pants down, his hard cock sprang free. She imagined putting that inside her, it seemed too huge, like it couldn't possibly fit.

Her resolve wavered for a moment, she was afraid Eric would expect something more. Chickening out from her original plan she slunk down to her knees and began to blow him.

She had already done this, and wasn't crossing any barriers for it. It felt safer somehow. From his moans, Eric definitely appreciated it too.

His dick seemed even bigger than last time. She could barely get any of it in her mouth and had to use both hands to try and grip it.

When it came it was like a river running into her mouth. It overflowed and dripped down her chin into her breasts, completely covering them.

Blowjob +5 VP (-1 for repeat performance)

Cum on tits +3 VP (-1 for repeat performance)

She looked up at him and smiled, "I hope you enjoyed that."

Eric smiled back at her, "Of course. It was amazing. Now it's my turn." He grinned and then picked her up and gently tossed her on the couch. He knelt down between her legs and looked up at her. "You ready?"

She understood he was asking for consent. This was another first for her. She'd let him see her naked already, but nobody had ever touched her there. She nodded.

Immediately Eric dove in. As his tongue touched her it was like an electric current shot through her whole body. As he continued to eat her out she couldn't stay quiet as her moans filled the room.

She'd masturbated before, but this was totally different. No wonder people liked sex so much, this was so much better than doing it alone.

Her body shook as she had her first orgasm. "Oh my God, that was amazing." She told him.

Master ate her out +3VP

He looked up from between her legs, "Oh I'm not done yet." She squealed as he picked her up in his arms. She carried her to the bedroom and she saw Stephanie carrying Marcos to keep them close.

He gently set her on the bed and Stephanie sat Marcos down in a chair.

He lay down beside her and kissed her. She eagerly kissed him back. She felt his hand probing between her legs and she moved to give him access. He started to rub her most sensitive parts with his hand as he kissed her.

She was in heaven, this felt so good. She melted into him and he fingered her to another amazing orgasm.

Master fingered her +3 VP (-1 for repeat performance)

She noticed his dick was hard again, this was her chance to get those points she needed. She rolled on top of him and grabbed his dick. She lifted her hips so he could see her glistening pussy. This was it she thought.

Except she couldn't do it. She slumped back down and let go of his dick. She started to cry, "I'm sorry. I can't do it. I don't know why I just can't."

Eric immediately moved her off and sat beside her. He wrapped an arm around her, "Shh, don't apologize. Never apologize for having boundaries. I'm the one that's sorry. I've been taking advantage of you, you are still so young, you don't even know me, and you are being pressured into things you aren't ready for. Fuck, I'm such a dirtbag. You can clean the cum off anytime." Mali had forgotten that she was still covered in his cum. It didn't matter, she couldn't have sex and they were going to get eliminated anyway.

"No, you aren't taking advantage of me. All of our interactions have been initiated by me, remember? It's not that I don't want to have sex. It's not even that I don't want it to be with you. It's just, I don't know. I'm thinking too much about it. There's all this pressure to get VP to avoid elimination. I don't want to lose my virginity for points in a game, I want to do it because I'm in love and I want to share myself with someone else. Is that so much to ask?"

Eric held her tight, "No. Of course not. It's completely understandable. I'm sorry you got sucked into this show. I can't set you free, but please believe me that I never want to see you get hurt. I don't want you to do anything you aren't comfortable with."

"Thanks. I'm sorry, guess I gave you blue balls."

Eric waved her concern away, "Not a problem. I am quite happy with how our date went. I feel like I got to know you a lot better. I'm just sorry you feel so much pressure. I thought I understood what it was like for you girls, but I'm kind of an idiot there aren't I? Why don't we just clean up and go to bed. You two really packed this day full, I'm beat." Mali smiled at him, he was a pretty good guy after all. She agreed and after a bit of help from Stephanie she was lying in bed with Marcos in front of her and Eric behind. Marcos hadn't taken off the hood yet, but she had no way to tell him to remove it. So it was practically like she was alone in bed with Eric. She scooted back until she bumped into him, and fell asleep pressed against his warm body.- - - - - -

"No? What do you mean no?!" Trinity was yelling at her, "You have to grant my wish. You can't just say no!"

Isla sighed, "I'm sorry Trinity. I can't, the magic won't let me. Your wish had to be sexual."

"Come on. It must have enough sex to count. I'm sure I wasn't chaste for years."

Trinity had wished to have all the memories Isla had taken permanently restored. Isla was grateful she wasn't able to grant it. The memories from Stephanie's time travel date would be fine, maybe confusing for Trinity, but fine for Isla.

No, it was the memories from before the show that Isla was terrified of. She'd been honest when she showed Eric how she'd found Trinity, but for Trinity to know everything she'd done to her…she shuddered at the thought.

"Yes, you did have sex with Eric in those memories, but it doesn't matter. I can't grant it. I'm sorry Trinity."

"Fuck. You are sorry? This is all your fault. Everything here is your fault. You took everything from me. The producers said I was happy before you took me, and Eric said I was happy before you erased my memories of being with him. Why can't you just give that back to me? Why did you have to take it away?" Trinity fell to her knees and started crying.

Isla didn't know what to do. Comforting people wasn't exactly in her repertoire. Nor was apologizing. She'd never felt bad about abducting Trinity before. The magically weak like her were barely even people. Isla had never spared any sympathy for her situation.

Well, never before she'd lost her own magic and been placed in this Harem herself. When you can see yourself as a God, it's easy to dismiss those beneath you. When you suddenly find yourself ****, it's time for a whole new perspective.

"Trinity, wait. I can't grant your wish, but I can tell you everything I know. I can't lie anymore, Eric can confirm it. I bought a transformation that requires total honesty. If you want, I'll start at the very beginning."

Trinity wiped her eyes. She stood up to tower over Isla. "Ok…Bitch…Tell me everything."

By the time Isla was finished, they were both exhausted. It was last midnight and both felt emotionally raw. Trinity said nothing for a while. Eventually she went to the bathroom and closed the door.

Isla felt the urge to follow and demand a wish, she felt she had to grant a wish, right now. But somehow she managed to give Trinity that time alone.

When Trinity came out, it was clear she had been crying. Isla felt herself hurting, did she actually care about Trinity?

"Ok, you still need a wish right. Something sexual. I really, really want to wish for something mean to you. Turn you into a sex **** or wipe your memories. Fuck I just want to rip your hair out. But I am not you, I am so much better than you. I don't need your petty games, I forged my own identity without you, despite you. Made friends, lovers. You don't matter at all. What I really want is what I already know is possible. I want to marry Eric, live in the real world, have real experiences. The only thing holding me back if the fucking blue skin you gave me. I'll always be a freak there because of you. I wish that when your roommate rivalry trait switches to the next contestant that you will keep the physical part of the transformation permanently. I will stay looking like this, a sexy Arabian woman."

Isla did try to grant the wish, she really did. It was just too much. She never wanted Trinity to overturn transformations, and so she'd made sure she'd never have that power. "I'm sorry Trinity, I can't grant it."

Trinity slumped down against the wall. She didn't know what to wish for now. It wasn't that she minded being blue, and Eric seemed to like her like that. It was her concerns about their future together. How could she go about in public totally blue?

Just then Ciela appeared in their room. "Having a little trouble with your wishes dear?" She asked Trinity. Trinity didn't reply, Ciela obviously knew already. "It's too bad, you want so much more than these wishes can bring. Your other ideas, making Isla a sex ****. You could wish for that, as long as it was temporary."

"Sister…" Isla began, but stopped with a stern look from Ciela.

"No, I don't want that." Trinity replied.

"Yes, of course. You know, I can actually help you out here. You can still be a Genie without blue skin. There are transformations that can make you look anyway you want. They are pretty pricey though. You've already suffered from getting the BP to remove your cursed ring, do you really want to go through that again?"

Trinity didn't hesitate, "Yes. I do. I want to be able to be with him forever, as his wife."

"Then here is my very special deal. I'll give you access to the body shaper, you will be able to design your body to be exactly as you want. Physical changes only of course. I'll send you there immediately, after you make a smaller wish of course. It costs 20,000 BP. You will have until the start of the challenge to earn as much as you can. Any leftover debt will go into additional transformations after the challenge. Finally you need to make a wish, what do you say?"

Before Trinity could respond, Isla tried to intervene. This was a tactic she had used herself. The body shaper wasn't the only way to change her skin tone. It also wasn't urgent. Trinity had lots of time to save up for it. "Trinity, wait. Don't do it."

Had there been any trust between them Trinity might have listened. Instead she nodded, "Ok. I agree."

"Excellent. And your wish? Go ahead and punish Isla if that's what you want."

Trinity shook her head. "I wish I knew exactly what physical characteristics Eric found sexy in a woman so I can design the perfect body for him."

Immediately Isla felt she could grant this one, "Wish granted." She said to Trinity.

Ciela laughed, "Bravo. Taking the high road, I like it. And just in time to build a new body. Well, off you go."

Trinity disappeared leaving Isla alone with her sister.

"And how are you doing dear sister? Having fun playing human?"

Isla groaned, "You know I'm not. My tits ache all the time, I'm short, I'm cut off from my magic."

Ciela smiled, "You are saying you didn't have fun playing games with your harem sisters?"

"No, I mean, that was fun. But it doesn't compare to the rush of using magic."

"Maybe not. Listen, I know this is hard on you, but trust me when I say I am always looking out for you. Back home you were too powerful to have a boring existence just working a day job and keeping your head down, but also too weak to soar above it all with me and those like me.

I will keep my promise, if you avoid last place you'll get your show back. I just want you to think beyond that. You know you'll never get to host again. What are you going to do after? What are you going to do if you get canceled?" Ciela moved forward and bent down to give her tiny sister a hug. "Just think, I will look out for you either way. I love you little sis." Then Isla felt a breeze as she disappeared leaving her all alone with her thoughts.