Bind a genie

The genie appears in your room in a puff of smoke. She's a purple-skinned woman in a gold harem outfit with a perfect hourglass figure, aquiline features and dark hair bound up in a tight bun. A sneer on her face, she raises a hand in triumph.

"At last! Some fool has been foolish enough to grant me access to the mortal plane! Did you think I would grant you a wish, human? I, Fatima the Fabulous, would be your ****? Hah! No mortal is powerful enough to bind me! Instead, I will bind you, and then I will crush the kingdoms of the earth beneath my feet!"

You snap your fingers. Fatima's silken pantaloons burst into flame. She squeals, trying to pat it out, and this gives the water nymph time to bind her in ropes of water. By the time she's rid of those, the earth nymph has doused her in mud and the air nymph has summoned a gale to blow her top off.

"How dare you! Nobody levels such an attack on Fatima the... eek! Give me my top back!"

She dances around the room, covering her full bouncing breasts with their dark wide nipples, trying to snatch the top. Her pantaloons are crumbling to ashes, exposing a round heart-shaped bottom clad only in a shiny golden thong. It's the work of a moment to grab it.

"Hey," you say. "I got your panties. That means you're mine, right?"

"What? Give those back, mortal?"

"Kneel."

Fatima drops to her knees, nude except for her sandals and covered in mud, eyes growing wide as she realises what's going on. "Now, wait. We can talk about this..."

"Nymphs, back in your jars. Actually, you deserve a treat. Everyone in the fire nymph's jar."

There's a chorus of squeals and a purr of delight as the four naked nymphs are crammed together into one tiny jar, bare bodies rubbing up against each other. Right now, though, it's Fatima you're interested in. You take her by the chin and tip her head up so she's looking you directly in the eye. You can tell she doesn't like what she sees.

"Unhand me right now, mortal. You do not know with what forces you tamper..."

"Your new name is Fatima the Foolish."

"Oh, dear."

"What's your new name?"

"Fatima... Fatima the Foolish..."

"Good. Now, you have to grant me three major wishes, and then you go free. But until then, you have to obey me in all minor things. Have I got that right, Fatima the Foolish? Tell the truth."

"I... yes, I suppose that's true..."

"Dance naked for me."

"Yes, master..."