A Treasured Possession

The most frustrating part about the whole Amelia situation is that you are intensely attracted to her. The way things now seem to be going the rest of your housemates are rapidly turning into your harem, and she would be a perfect fit for that. But because you apparently offended the mysterious genie woman with what you had thought was a harmless joke, there seems to be no easy way of reversing the careless wish you made about the former shop assistant when you visited her store. That means the two of you remain stuck in a weird owner and possession relationship that makes you feel deeply uncomfortable. You really wish it didn't, that would make life easier for you both, but that's the reality of the situation.

Or is it?

Your ring makes a bleeping sound. Huh? did you make a wish there? You don't feel like you did.

"You're not going to make me do anything at all are you?" Amelia complains again "I'm wasted here with you, Master."

That's some attitude coming from something you own.

"Amelia, can I speak to you in your room privately for a moment."

"Of course, Master."

Her room is the smallest in the house, which she insisted on, believing herself to be lower in status than the proper people who live here. She actually wanted to sleep in a cupboard initially. Her bedroom is neat and tidy, but there isn't much in it beyond the bed and a wardrobe full of basic clothes. As a possession herself, she clearly doesn't believe she should be accumulating any of her own.

"Now, Amelia, you are mine, correct?"

"Correct, Master."

"I own you completely?"

"Yes, you absolutely do. I'm yours to do with exactly as you wish."

"So don't you think it's up to me to use you how I want and when I want without you trying to influence my behaviour or guilt trip me?"

She considers this for a moment, then nods.

"You are absolutely right, Master. I've been very selfish and getting way above my station. If you want to leave me in a cupboard and forget about me, that's completely your right. If you wanted to donate me to a charity shop, I'd be sad but I'd accept your decision, of course. If you wanted to strip me naked and put me on display at the front of your home for all of your visitors to admire, I might feel a little embarrassed at first but I'm sure I'd get used to it. I'm sorry, I haven't been anyone's personal possession before and I'm still learning the ropes. I do hope you'll give me a chance to get better at it though, Master."

"Amelia, I wish you would stop worrying and trust me. You are actually the most treasured thing that I own and I can already think of so many uses for you, all of which will bring me great pleasure."

"Really, Master?" her eyes light up.

"Really, Amelia" You confirm "And to put your mind at ease, you are far too beautiful to be hidden in a cupboard and far too valuable to be given away. And I won't be displaying you naked at the front of the mansion."

Won't you?

"At least, not for long periods of time. It's important to me that you enjoy being my possession, but even more important that I enjoy owning you."

"Okay, that sounds perfect, Master!"

"I haven't seen you naked yet have I?"

She shakes her head at you.

"Let's put that right. I want to see exactly what I own here, Undress for me now."

"At once, Master!"

She can scarcely get her clothes off for you quickly enough. You have to admit to yourself that having this level of control over a woman, especially one this sexy, is a real turn on.

Once she is stripped and ready, Amelia stands in the middle of the room with her arms stretched out for your inspection.

She is a fucking work of art.

"My God Amelia, you are absolutely flawless."

"Thank you Master" she smiles with pride "Would you like to come and feel me to check you are satisfied with everything?"

You don't need asking twice. You walk over and begin feeling Amelia's body up and down while she stands there patiently and quietly, without so much as flinching. You start by running your hands up and down her sides, fully appreciating every perfectly toned curve, before moving onto fondling the exquisitely formed breasts and buttocks that you now own, giving each an extremely satisfying squeeze, then delicately exploring the area between her legs with your fingers. Everything feels exquisite. You can't believe she is just yours to do with as you wish.

"You are in amazing condition, Amelia. It's really important we keep you that way.I want you to make sure you get plenty of exercise and stick to a healthy diet - no junk food, snacking, smoking or alcohol okay?"

These are the kind of standards you would never come close to holding yourself to, but she seems more than happy with your demands.

"I think I'm going to mostly use you as a kind of dress up doll" you tell her "A fuckable one, obviously."

"Of course Master, that sounds fun!"

"How good at you at acting?"

"Um, nor very, if I'm honest" she admits.

Okay, it's got to be worth a couple of very carefully worded wishes to get the most out of this arrangement.

"I wish for Amelia to remain exactly as she is now but gain the talents of a world class actress. I also wish for her to instantly be put into any costume or outfit I choose if I say it followed by her first name"

Amelia is still standing in place, seemingly unchanged. That's good in as much as there were no obvious unintended consequences from your wish, but did they actually have any effect at all? It's time to test that out.

"Okay, let's see if this works. I'm going to try you out in some different costumes and I want you to act the part to the best of your abilities each time. And sexy it up, obviously"

"Of course, Master!" she smiles enthusiastically "I'm so glad you are putting me to good use. And it sounds like this should be enjoyable for me too!"

"Great. then let's start with..." you pause for a moment. It doesn't really matter what you choose, you should be able to go through as many costume changes as you want now without using up so much as a single wish "French Maid Amelia"

Your heart almost stops for a moment as she briefly disappears into a large ball of glittery smoke, but to your great relief she is still standing their smiling when it clears, the same as ever but dressed differently.

"'Ello Monsieur Rory!" she speaks in an adorable French accent as she curtsies at you "Eez there anysing I can 'elp you wis today? Per'aps I can get down on my 'ands and knees and attend to your needs?"

Tempting. Very tempting. But you want to keep experimenting for now. How about trying some more specific cosplay?

"Harley Quinn Amelia!"

This time the puff of smoke doesn't throw you quite so much.

"Hey Puddin'" She speaks in a flawless imitation of the characters distinctive voice "Wanna play?"

You do. So you continue.

"Cat Amelia"

"Miaoooow!"

Oh, that's dialled up the cuteness to eleven.

She drops to all fours and crawls over to you, before nuzzling her face against your leg and licking your ankle. It's super sweet for sure, but she isn't going to be much for conversation like that. Suddenly inspiration hits you - a costume that is both a turn on and highly appropriate to your situation.

"Sexy Genie Amelia"

"Good morning Master Rory. I am your slave and entirely your command" she tells you in a posher, crisper version of her usual speaking voice "What would you have me do for you?"

Oh yeah. You are keeping her like this for a while at least. This one turned out way hotter than you were expecting.

A thought occurs to you. You're sure the real genie said something about nobody believing your wishes could be granted by the ring however much you tried to prove it, but what if you pretend they are being granted by Amelia the genie instead? You aren't actually sure if you want Susannah or the rest of the household knowing about your abilities just yet, but you have so many wishes to use up that the idea of sharing them out is starting to appeal to you. So that is at the very least an option to consider for later on - in the meantime, Amelia is still standing there looking beautiful and waiting patiently for your answer.

"There are all sorts of things I'm going to make you do later, believe me" you promise her "For now I just want you to wait for me until I get back"

"Of course, Master. I will be all yours the moment you need me"

You really get a kick out of how happy your new favourite toy is now that you have decided to play with it. You can't think why you were so reluctant to do so before. But first, you are heading out. It's incredibly easy to get distracted in this house, but you need to tear yourself away from its many temptations and head back to the magic store. If you can find away to avoid any further accidents and gain full control over the rings power, your dumb joke about the thousand wishes might just turn out to be the single greatest thing you've ever said.