Akane, and yes, it is in need of a new sexy genie!

"Who does that bastard think he is!?" Akane huffed as she stormed out of the dojo, slamming the door behind her. ""Built better than me," my perfect ass!" She had just had the misfortune of meeting that pervert Ranma, who had essentially seen her naked when he thought he was a girl! Of course, he was kind of a half girl, however much sense that made, due to a gender bending curse, but that was well away from the point!

In frustration, she kicked a stone right into the pond outside the dojo, making it splash in, before she noticed a shimmering gleam within it. "...what the hell?" she wondered, approaching it. She soon identified the source of the gleaming, a golden, glimmering lamp in the water. It looked like a prop from an Aladdin movie in her opinion.

She reached into the pool, and fished out the curious item. "Is this some antique that got dropped into our pond somehow?" she wondered aloud, using her sleeve to start drying the lamp off. She then yelped in shock and fear as the lamp jerked, and spewed out a shimmering, sapphire blue mist that engulfed her immediately. "What the!?" she cried out, struggling. How were vapors this solid!?

She was lifted up into the air as she tried to thrash. She opened her mouth to try to let out a scream, but the mist covered her mouth, muffling her attempt to get help. She struggled, and failed to shriek as she realized that her clothing was dissolving away, becoming part of the mist. Modesty and fear flooded into her, and she wondered if she was about to be digested or something by this stupid mist!

Then, she moaned suddenly as she felt her mind become... Foggy. Light almost, like she was mentally floating in a sea of clouds. It was actually... Pleasant. "Unh," she moaned as some kind of psychic influence eroded away all of her inhibitions, picking apart all societal indoctrination telling her that sexual acts were taboo. Each removed concept sent a thrill of pleasure through her. Her mind was open, and whatever influence was affecting it came with a blissful feeling.

Then came the physical alterations. The mist started sinking into her very skin, eliciting pleasant moans from her, the sensations way better than any massage she had ever gotten. Every faded scar from her martial arts training was erased from her skin, along with any other blemish, however minor. Her hips swelled subtly, her pubic hair, and all other body hair from the neck down receded as the follicles were **** into dormancy. Her breasts then increased about half a cup size. And it all felt so good.

Her panic and indignation completely forgotten, she moaned, relaxing completely, letting whatever this was have its way with her. She no longer gave a damn what its intentions were, she was feeling so much bliss, she could literally die happy right now. She didn't know when the mist had stopped muffling her voice, but she didn't concern herself with something so trivial, instead, simply speaking. "Yes... more..." she moaned as the mist continued to influence her mind. Guiding her towards complete, unconditional servitude. She found herself completely embracing the idea of becoming a sex **** as the blue mists continued to alter her.

She then cooed as new clothes formed from the mist. A blue, see through silk outfit with gold trim that looked like it wouldn't be out of place on a Middle Eastern Belly Dancer. A crop top that left her midriff and cleavage uncovered, sheer panties, covered in a loincloth, detached sleeves attached to golden bands around her biceps, gold armbands, anklets, a circlet with a veil attached over her face. She looked like a total slut now, and she loved it.

Then, her legs began to melt away, diffusing into the mist, though she didn't lose sensation at all. Rather, it felt extremely pleasant, and she felt as though her nerves were now connected to the mist. Just as she thought she might be digested or something like that after all, the effect stopped at her hips, just beneath her midriff. It looked like an incredibly smooth transition from flesh to vapor at that junction. The mist then withdrew, gathering into a wispy tail where her legs used to be. And it remained connected to the spout of the Lamp.

Dazed, but elated, she floated serenely for a moment, before glancing down at her transfigured lower half, finding she could move it freely like instinct, except for one thing. The tip was firmly attached to the spout of the lamp. Experimentally more than anything else, she tugged at the lamp with her new tail, but it wouldn't budge in the slightest. She was fine with that though, it was idle curiousity that drove her to try pulling it, not a desire to escape. Then, she felt a sort of pull. The Lamp was drawing her into it.

Smiling softly, she relaxed, not fighting it as she shrunk down, being drawn closer to it, before her entire body entered the spout. Within the Lamp, her education to her new role would be completed. And she absorbed every detail as she awaited her new Master... or perhaps her new Mistress.