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Chapter 5
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Talonblade
Okay, how does Vera take to owning her own genie-sexslave-girlfriend?
After a quick explaination, Vera goes mad with power(s).
I had stared gormlessly at my girlfriend-turned-genie's explanation of her situation. Apparently, some impossibly powerful magical being created a Lamp that holds a perfectly submissive sex-genie inside of it. If there isn't one already there, the Lamp grabs up the first person it runs across and makes them a sex-genie. Either way, whoever holds the magical light source gets to have their every wish granted, so long as it's tangentially related to sex in some way. The cherry on top? It openly brainwashes whoever gets taken to being perfectly okay with that, even if it conflicted with their morality previously. I could, quite literally, wish for the most unspeakable depravities possible, and my precious Cassidy would grant them. I held out hope that she would at least ask if that's what I really wanted before she let me, I dunno, erase homosexuality from existence or some stupid bullshit.
Now, all that power was mine for as long as I wanted. Or as long as I held onto the Lamp, whichever was shorter.
It raised questions, that's for sure.
I asked Cassidy to rest on the bed while I thought this over. She gave me a comforting smile, one that was so her it soothed my soul. From what she had divulged, the power of the Lamp didn't do much to her mind to make her suited for the role. If I had to guess, I'd say that all it did was make her more confident. I gathered that much from the way she was fearlessly eye-fucking me from across the room while I aimlessly Gaggled through topics. That was a nice upgrade, if nothing else came of this misadventure.
My eyes shifted back down to my open Havoc chat with Isabella. I knew I had to tell our girlfriend about what Cassidy went through, but I wanted to gather my own thoughts first. The guilt ate at me, but I knew I was making the right call.
I had been stewing for about 15 minutes now, and I felt I was finally settled on a course of action. I had immediately abandoned the idea of not using Cassidy's newfound power. Ethically, wielding supreme power over sex was dubious, but it wasn't like I didn't have said power. Inaction is still a choice, and I had a chance to change the world if I was clever enough.
I also had to admit, the chance to live out my fantasies was just too tempting to pass up.
Then there was the matter of scope. How much did I want to change? I could get by with low-scale uses of Cassidy and still have a lot of fun, or I could turn the world into a porn parody of itself drenched in my deepest kinks.
I was a little disappointed in myself with how easily I had chosen to globalize my sex-genie tyranny. I didn't want to change the entire world into a porn novel, but when god-like power was set into my lap I was corruptible as the rest of humanity. It hurt my pride as someone who thought she had stronger moral convictions, but unfortunately I had not charted sex-genie powers onto my moral framework until it was far too late.
Oh well.
By the end of my thoughts, I had a loose plan.
"Are you sure that I can't just make a couple of harmless wishes then wish you out of the lamp?" I asked. A formality, but I had to at least make a token effort at not being a tyrant before I got everything I wanted.
My girlfriend shook her head softly, "No, it doesn't work like that, Mistress. You could wish me out of the Lamp, but I wouldn't be happy about it. The most likely result is that you would just end up replacing me, and a vicious cycle of lamp hopping would begin."
Cassidy pouted at me exaggeratedly, lowering her voice into that husky tease she loved to melt my brain with, "Is it really so bad to have an all-powerful sex genie for a partner?"
I gulped, but shook off her attempts. There'd be plenty of time for that later.
"If I'm doing this, I am gonna want superpowers." I declared.
This made Cassidy's eyes shine like amethysts. I'd... get used to them.
"Oh?" Was all she added.
"Yeah. No offense, but if we are going to fuck the world, I want to have some direct control over it. It's cooler, and I can fine-tune things to my liking."
There was a beat of silence.
"I also may enjoy the idea of having a lot of power over people, too. That's just hot, ya know?"
Cassi put on a very patient expression, "Angel, you don't have to justify yourself to me, of all people. I think it's cute, and whatever you say goes. It's your wish."
"Wishes," I corrected. "I want to make two before doing anything else."
I moved quickly, ripping the bandage off.
"First, I wish I had a power that allows me to access and control a pocket dimension, which is a very nice hub with doors leading to every person I have ever had some form of sex with. My door would take me back to wherever I teleported from or my bedroom, whereas their doors would take us to the closest door to their location. Oh, and I want the doors personalized for each individual, too."
"Your wish is my command, Mistress~" Cassidy sang, snapping her fingers. A plume of her mist enveloped me for a heartbeat before melting into me.
I felt an odd tension in the back of my mind, like a limb waiting to be used after a long rest.
"Oh, wow. I uh, I have a super power? Just like that?" I asked, a little numb with surprise.
"You do," Cassidy answered simply, a small smile on her face.
A giddy, childish grin etched itself on my face as I snatched Cassi's lamp up and rushed for the front door. As I touched the knob, I felt the tension wind further like a coiled spring. I let the power resolve, and the light from the front window turned into a low red.
I looked back at my girlfriend with an even wider grin as I opened the door.
Inside looked like a cross between a tunnel of love ride and a lounge. It had red lights, stylized heart arches, luxurious furniture, and a bevy of black and red colors with the odd pop of others here and there. As I stepped inside, I realized the floor was padded. I could sleep on the floor and be no worse for wear. It wasn't just a hub of doors with some very comfortable couches either. One of the doors was cracked open, and I could see a shower just large enough for two inside. A small library or reading nook with a couple of books and empty shelves was nestled into one of the walls. In the middle of a pair of semi-circular couches that could host 20 or so people comfortably was a series of cute coffee tables and a big TV. There was even a bar with snacks and drinks!
I looked at my very proud genie, held her chin, and kissed her deeply. Our tongues wrestled for a moment, but Cassi melted into my touch.
I don't bother asking how she managed to perfectly execute my vision, albeit the love shack theming was probably a function of the power or an effect of my more amorous intentions for the space. All and all, I had a cool interdimensional orgy room / hang-out spot that could teleport me to any of my lovers anywhere.
Something about that caught my mind and halted it.
"One quick thing: I wish that each of the doors had a key holder on the wall next to it with a magical key for each person. This key could be used to lock me away from them. Once handed to them, the key can teleport to the corresponding key holder or their hands on a whim, and only the person in question can use their key on their door."
Cassidy petted my hair with one hand and snapped her fingers with the other.
"Worried that you might **** your power?"
I shook my head, "Nah. It's more about the principle than any actual desire to stalk anyone. I am not going to go Big Sister on anyone's asses without them asking for it."
Cassidy smiled beatifically at me, "You're very thoughtful, Angel."
I was a bit confused, "That's just common decency, Cassi. Don't tell me the Lamp burnt that out of your head."
My genie shook her head gently, "The fact that, in all this excitement, you thought of that proves my Mistress is a very thoughtful and kind person, yes."
I rolled my eyes at that. It didn't feel like that much of a moral accomplishment, but I wouldn't argue the point. I did enjoy the sort of childish tone that Cassidy used when she was feeling silly. Cassidy was still Cassidy, cosmic powers or no.
I giggled at the rush of excitement coursing through me. Time for a fun wish.
"Hey, Cassidy? You up for granting another wish?"
My genie, kissed hard enough to make her pant, moaned happily while nodding.
Shit, I kissed the words out of her mouth. Go me.
A good chunk of my thoughts earlier swirled around how exactly I would go about changing the world. When my resolve had crumbled and I admitted that I wanted the world to be a better and sexier place, the answer became clearer. I could just look my love in the eyes and make any change I wanted with a simple sentence, but that wasn't nearly as fun. I wanted to watch the changes, to alter reality with my presence alone. The idea of changing an entire city just by walking its length made me giggle with a tinge of madness.
Oh no, this is where megalomania starts, isn't it?
Nothing for it.
I had several different auras in mind, but I didn't want to slap them all on at once. I wanted to take the time to appreciate each one in turn, plus it'd give me a sense of progression.
I smiled at her, "Well, I know I'll want the clubhouse field first."
Cassidy broke out of his kiss-drunk stupor and gaped like a fish. It was adorable.
I giggled at her confusion.
"What... Mistress, what is a 'clubhouse field'?"
"You know, clubhouse. I feel this is very self-explanatory."
It wasn't, and I enjoyed it.
Cassidy looked at me and smirked at my silliness.
"I'm sorry, your poor genie is just a little too silly and airheaded to understand," she inflated her head a little before a whistling sound issued from her ears, bringing it back down to size. "Do you mind explaining it to me?"
I blinked, "How very cartoonish of you. I approve."
I led her to one of the couches, casually pulling Cassidy into my lap, holding her waist. It was weird to see a trail of mist rather than legs, but I was trying to get used to the sight. It was her default, after all, and she liked it.
"Well, it's sort of akin those kids' shows," I explained, "where there's a sign that says something like 'no boys allowed.' That's why I call it the clubhouse field, because its function is to keep boys away from me in a way."
A devious light shone in Cassidy's barred eyes.
"So, a forcefemme aura? How very kinky of you, Angel."
I shook my head a bit, "Mostly, but there's more to it than that."
I pause for a moment, gathering my thoughts. I concentrated for a moment, fixing my willpower over my pocket dimension. Suddenly, a cold glass of water appeared in my hand, and I took a sip. It was surprisingly difficult for a genie given power to do even that much, but I figured it would come easier with time and experience.
"I want it to screen people who enter my range. Whether it reads their mind, scans their soul, or probes their subconscious, I don't care." I explained, placing my drink on the coffee table in front of us.
"What I want it to do is detect the people who identify strongly enough with masculinity that they wouldn't want to be women even if they were born as one, and teleport them towards their destination but away from me. That way, I'll only target the people who'd be okay with this on some level."
Cassidy was giving me that fond look like she was going to praise my morality again. The truth was, while I wanted to live in a yuri paradise, I also liked men enough that I didn't want to wipe the entire gender out. I wanted to watch entire crowds of people become sexy lesbians because of my presence, and this was the most ethical way of doing it.
"The fun part happens to the folks who stay in the aura. It'll change them, mind, body, and soul into a femme of some flavor and alter reality so they've always been that way. Plus, I'd want the aura to alter the newfound women to be more in line with their desires too. The changes will happen steadily, but when I activate the aura I can change how fast it happens. Once someone fully becomes a cute girl, their sexuality will start becoming more and more sapphic until they wonder what they ever saw in men after a day basking in my presence~"
I felt my erection press into Cassidy's mist. She rocked her hips, bringing a lovely friction into the mix... somehow. I wasn't going to question it.
"Yeah? That sounds heavenly, Angel. Anything else?"
I pause for a moment, enjoying the pleasurable sensations.
"I'd also want to control the size of the aura, to make people selectively immune to its effects at will, and let's add a mild increase in libido as a bonus."
Cassidy looked over her shoulder at me, a smoldering gaze meeting my own.
"You forgot to say the magic words~" She singsonged.
I groan with pleasure and speak power into existence.
"I wish I had an aura power exactly like the one we discussed."
Cassidy sighed almost orgasmically.
"Granted~" she happily sighed.
The lights in my pocket world dimmed dramatically, as more purple and green smoke leaked in from every crack. The mist was everywhere, before a slight tug in my... soul, I suppose, drew in all the mist into me.
This power didn't settle into me like my pocket dimension, which felt like an extension of my body. This one seemed to vibrate every atom of my body, like it was infusing it with potential, before coiling around the core of my being. I didn't have any better way of describing it. I realized that I made a small mistake in my wording when I realized that I couldn't turn the power off, but that didn't matter all too much when I just condensed my aura to a single millimeter from my "core". I will get around to fixing it, eventually.
I reached up, squeezing Cassidy's more bountiful chest. I captured her earlobe between my teeth, lightly squeezing it as she moaned.
I whispered to her, "That was a very good girl, Cassidy. You did great."
She giggled happily, "Yay~"
I giggled too. Cassidy's brain had always turned off a bit during sex, and it was a comforting familiarity in this insane situation.
Now, I had some powers that I really wanted to test out. The question was, where?
I glance at my phone, thinking back to Isabella.
Should I go ahead and tell her what's happening, or... maybe it was okay to indulge a bit before going to faer?
Where does our dynamic duo do next?
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Sex Genie
An adoring, obedient magical servant!
A magical lamp finds it way into some world or another, whether the "real" one, a fictional one, or even just one completely made up by the writer. It is either empty, or already contains a sex genie. A sex genie, much like normal genies, grants the wishes of the one who holds their lamp, but unlike normal genies, they are limited not in the number of wishes they can grant, but in the kind of wishes. In short, they can grant an unlimited number of wishes, not just three, but the wishes must be sexual in some way. Furthermore, the sex genie inside the lamp should be completely loyal and dedicated to their Master, or Mistress, loving them unconditionally, and lacking any desire to ever say no to them. If the lamp arrived in the world in question empty, it will suck in the first person to rub it, infusing said person with its power, and rewriting their mind to be completely submissive. It is in a genie's nature to serve. If the lamp already has a prepackaged genie, then the one writing the story can come up with their name, gender and appearance.
Updated on Jun 10, 2026
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Created on Jan 11, 2025
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