Cheer Cleaning

Kevin had no clue what was happening, but he knew it wouldn’t be pretty.

His vision had been flooded with a black liquid that made everything and everyone look strange, the amulet pulling and moving his own body forward against its will as it threatened to pull him to the ground. The small silver trinket now felt as if it carried the weight of an iceberg around him, making each step forward a slow and monumental effort. He dragged his feet as he followed the white outline of Simon’s body in his vision. His breathing became haggard, and he wheezed under the intense pressure.

The genie trailed behind him but quickly clung onto her Master at the sight of what she saw behind them. Then, her face worried as in a panic, she stuck to Simon in the young man’s bathrobe, snapped onto her from his bedroom. Kevin could see her anger, but she was scared enough by the sight of him that she wouldn’t let go of Simon. Their hands soon clung tightly together as she glanced in a shaken panic.

Clearly, the **** was skittish like the little rabbit she was. It wasn’t so fun for her to be the outcast for a change, was it? Jessica Edwards was barely recognizable at that moment. What the nerd would have given to see this version of her through high school instead of the genie’s usual bitchy and bratty self.

Then again, it wasn’t exactly time to celebrate, Kevin realized. Simon was furious, and whatever he had done, the young man had been close to losing all control of himself. His dorky friend was on the warpath.

Kevin’s face grimaced as he couldn’t see the same black veins and pale features that had adorned his once-again-pasty skin that the genie had. The nerd retained and used all his muscle mass as he couldn’t move otherwise. He was at the mercy of the amulet and his friend’s anger. Whatever the fuck happened to the silver trinket around his neck, his body was along for the ride.

Simon had not waited long in storming down the halls until he had reached his target. His genie was firmly attached to him as she glared at the doors in front of them. The trophy cases and photos lined the walls with the displays of various flags and banners toward the entrance making it clear where they were going.

The gym.

The taller and much-colder scruffy-headed dork slammed both doors open without hesitation with a loud kick and announced his entrance to Kevin’s shock. Simon nearly broke the door’s hinges without a word. The blonde genie’s outline ducked behind her Master for protection.

Kevin managed to get through the doorway and see the results of their entrance. The girls of the cheerleading squad, his would-be targets, suddenly backed off as they gathered. Some of them let out shrieks and jumped in surprise by the interruption. The nerd stopped as he couldn’t keep up under the weight and pressure. He was now having to watch as his friend stormed forward toward his creation, his Natalia, and his would-be prizes.

All Kevin could do was collapse, **** to watch what would unfold.

Enough of this.

His anger made his emotions run cold, his neck going stiff. The young man’s head tilted and stretched with a noticeable crack.

Enough of all of this.

“Enforce Penalty. Level 2.”

Simon had warned Kevin. He warned him of what would happen. But, instead, his friend had done something stupid and reckless, risking those important to him. While the unintended consequences of the nerd’s actions were what drove the teenager here—Kevin’s act during the morning announcement that directed his classmates and teachers against his girlfriend. Someone else had decided to take advantage of them.

“I tried to goad her on…but she didn’t need much.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I tried planting the idea in her head, I did. I’ll admit it, but I didn’t expect this. I only tried to provoke her in gym class. The bitch was pissed at your **** already. I didn’t have to do much, but she was already planning to do something. How was I supposed to know? I can’t believe she really went that fucking far on her own friend! Even I wouldn’t fucking humiliate you like that, Simon!”

No, Simon’s friend wasn’t the target. It was hers.

Jessica’s friend. One of her so-called best friends.

The one that his sister met and introduced the blonde to, and the one that quickly had the blonde’s attention. The raven-haired girl that had always cheered the blonde on and influenced her decisions since puberty. The one that said Simon wasn’t worth her time, he was only the dork, the freak, the stalker. The one person he knew openly whispered into Jessica’s ear that he was the problem and encouraged the blonde’s bad behavior against him.

The Queen of Gossip had this long coming.

Tiffany’s eyes widened at the sight of him coming right at her. She tried to play it off at first, of course. Instead, she crossed her arms, deciding to use the protection of her group and posse around her. She attempted to rally her fellow cheerleaders that had been in the room; to act like they hadn’t been the source of his anger; that he was still the dorkish weirdo that could just be brushed off quickly and who would’ve gladly let them be if they hadn’t goaded others on in her scheme.

She hadn’t learned from yesterday, obviously. The raven-haired cheerleader saw her friend scowling behind her boyfriend and responded by rolling her eyes in annoyance as he stormed forward.

“Oh, Simon? Are you lost? What’s with your….”

The usually awkward teenager cut the cheerleader’s voice off by doing something entirely out of character.

“Tiff!” Jane’s voice shrieked.

“Oh my god!”

Simon didn’t let Tiffany finish as the once-awkward, nervous young man grabbed the young woman by the throat. The cheerleaders scrambled away, gasping in horror as the perceived socially-awkward dork held the raven-haired girl in the air with one hand. She struggled, gasping out as he shot his cold eyes over at the rest of them.

Jessica looked at him worriedly and then glared at her squad around them. She clung onto her Master’s arm as she did so, acknowledging to the aggressive young man that he could proceed.

She knew they weren’t here to be friendly.

Her Master glared at all of them with cold eyes, seeing the entire cheer squad-minus two notable members, outlined in a black flame in his vision. Much as Kevin had seen when using the amulet under the blue fire.

The first cheerleader to speak was the first he locked his widening gaze on to make an example.

“Let her go, you freak! I….”

Jane found her voice silenced as her mouth sealed shut. Simon tilted his head and glared silently at the cheerleaders, having had enough shrieking today. In the corner of his eye, the paling and black-eyed Kevin dropped to his knees. Everyone looked on and watched as Jane’s mouth was covered by her skin, her lips disappearing along with the rest of her mouth. The teenager clasping her hands over her disappeared orifice as the cold demeanor of the genie Master blew over the crowd with a simple word.

“Kneel.”

Every cheerleader dropped to the gym floor, along with their coach. The young women and Peralez now sat on all fours as Kevin lost his balance and let out a cry in agony. The auburn-haired young man turned back to the nerd on the ground as the amulet’s black eye dug deeper into his friend’s abdomen.

“Jess, get up.”

His blonde nodded and stood back up against her Master’s body in the blue bathrobe to comfort her. The genie’s eyes snapped around until she realized the words he had uttered upon entering the gym. He had explained it to her before.

Enforce Penalty.

“Okay, I’m lost.”

In her plaid bra and skirt, the genie looked at him from the back of his sister’s car. The two of them had gone back and forth in their minds since they couldn’t say anything aloud to alert his sister. Jessica had been following along with everything, but as she yawned and purposefully slumped herself over on his shoulder and pouted, she had another question,

“You said Kevin can lose the amulet if he breaks the rules, but what exactly do you mean by penalize?”

The young man continued to blush and look away from his genie after she slumped on top of him. Her hands continued to mess her fingers teasingly through his hair. He gulped and took a breath as her breasts in that bra stared up at him whenever he tried to look down, just as she planned.

“The amulet, uh, it…has a failsafe or two that can be exploited in case of an emergency or if Kevin tries to go off the deep end….”

Simon held up his index finger with his free hand, “It’s like a Three Strike Rule, it’s not exactly an automatic lose the amulet sort of thing, it’s more a method of control. Kevin can have it removed with deeds or actions, but it could also worsen. Penalty Level One will restrict him and his power to only select individuals he’s changed and diminish his abilities. Level Two, he loses access to make any changes for a set amount of time, and the amulet can be accessed and overridden by its creators - you and me. He can’t do anything to stop it.”

His blonde cheerleader displayed a devilish smirk at the idea of controlling Kevin’s new toy with him still attached. Simon didn’t need to read her mind or hear her thoughts to know if given a chance; she would wreck his friend without a second thought.

“This isn’t about ****, Jess. Dial it back.”

Jessica slumped, eyes wide, and pouted cutely at her Master, “Just a teeny weeny bit, Master? Pwease?”

“No.”

She huffed and crossed her arms, “Fiiiiinnnnne….”

Her eyes opened again, and she held up three fingers, “So what’s Level Three, then? Lose the amulet and what? That’s it?”

“Oh no. No, no, no,” the auburn-haired teen shook his head,

“If Kevin breaks my trust bad enough to lose the amulet that way, that’s when another one of your powers comes into play, Jess?”

Her eyebrow raised skeptically, “What power is that?”

“Curses.”

The raven-haired cheerleader opened her eyes and gasped for air as Simon pulled her close so that she could see him. He was disgusted by her, and the young man wanted to let her see it. Tiffany had no idea how much she had pissed him off.

He could see the fear in her eyes as her legs struggled.

“Simon! Let go of her! Please! Edwards, do something!”

The voice saying his name made the young man snap his focus, realize what he was doing. It sounded so much like her. His grip tightened, and he glared at the platinum blonde copy of his beloved—Brad’s new form. Jessica Myers instantly quivered under his cold and icy stare, and her body shivered as she remained on her knees below him.

“Did she hurt you, Jess?”

The clone whimpered as she lowered her gaze further as the original standing behind him nodded quietly with a scowl on her face. Myers’ blue eyes darted as she saw the original Jessica stepped forward in Simon’s robe and glared in silence,

“W-We were just….”

“Quiet.”

He turned his gaze down to his girlfriend, seeing the resentment in the golden blonde’s face while her hand balled into a fist at her doppelgänger. Then, his mind sent a command to his genie.

“Do exactly as I tell you.”

Jessica closed her emerald eyes and bowed her head,

“Yes, Master.”

The young man turned to the rest of the cheerleaders on the ground on all fours, quivering and not saying a word, “Jess, weed out the bystanders from accomplices. Make sure they forget.”

“Yes, Master,” the genie bowed her head and turned to her squad on the floor, the unmistakable look of scorn written on her face as she clenched her fists.

“Simon says anyone who didn’t want to vote me out but did, can stand up!”

The young women in the room looked off and blinked a single time, and several began to stand up. Simon recognized Lauren, the angelic-faced cheerleader, and a few others, but only a minority.

“Simon says you will go get dressed and forget anything that happened here today! Simon says you will apologize to me for not speaking out!”

The handful of cheerleaders looked at each other after blinking again and then walked casually with a shrug as they hit the locker room.

“Lauren. Stop,” Simon’s voice ordered.

The angel-faced redhead froze and gulped nervously as his hand motioned them over to the two of them. He watched the black flame around her body and tilted his head. Her slender body began to curve slightly, and her hair straightened from the usual curls. Her blue eyes and lightly freckled face looked away worriedly as he spoke. An angel’s body to fit an angel’s face.

“Jess. Lauren looks up to my sister, right?”

The blonde nodded, then picked up on her Master’s insinuations.

“Lauren, Simon says never disappoint Sammy or Me ever again. Simon says, follow my previous command and never go against me.”

The redhead stared off for a moment and registered the commands. She nodded and quickly moved for the locker room, her new hips noticeably moved as she was allowed to escape the fate of the rest.

Then her Master barked at the others remaining as he finally dropped Tiffany on the ground. She didn’t have long to catch her breath, though.

“Make them stand at attention.”

The blonde acknowledged his command with a brief nod,

“Simons says now for the rest of you to stand at attention!”

Without the ability to disobey her words or Simon’s control under the amulet’s hijacked power, the cheerleaders, including the now-mouthless Jane and recently released Tiffany, rose off their knees one by one. Jessica clenched down on his hand tightly as she shot him a worried glance at his actions. Simon knew his genie wouldn’t allow him to go too far.

But she was angry, too. These were the friends that had turned on her.

The photographer then noticed someone was missing from this affair, and his eyebrow raised as he asked stoically, “Jess, where’s Cassie?”

His genie blinked and glanced upward in realization, “She said that she was going to get help….”

A brief feeling of relief and pride escaped from the wall in his emotions. The brunette hadn’t let either of them down, once again,

“At least we can count on someone to do the right thing. That’s good.”

Simon’s blackened eyes glared again at the remaining cheerleaders, and then he looked at the blonde attached to his hand, “Jess. You’re to make sure they remember the event on Friday at Myers’ house. Make them feel guilty for what they did. Once I’m finished with them, send them on their way. They’ll forget along with everyone else when I’m done.”

“Yes, Master. As you wish.”

The genie glared at Nina and Jane in particular and barked again, “Listen up!”

“Simon Says you’re all going to Myers’ Cheerleader Event Friday! Simon Says it’s Mandatory for all of you! Simon says you will apologize to me and take back your votes and that I’m still Head Cheerleader!”

The sight of the cheerleader’s eyes rolling up and blinking in succession was always a strange one.

“We’re so sorry, Jessica!” a few called out, “We’ll never do it again!”

“You’ll always be our Captain, Jessica!” a girl named Erin Dansby cried out, her dyed-blonde locks bouncing with her lime green tank top, “I’m so sorry for letting them talk me into it!”

However, her Master ignored their apologies and began to move around each young woman with the genie in tow. However, the first person he stopped in front of was not a cheerleader.

Natalia Peralez remained at attention with the rest of her girls, her sparse and sporty workout clothes nothing more than a tube top and a pair of spandex panties. In his opinion, the teacher had enabled all of them. After this morning, she was nothing more than Kevin’s fucktoy.

“Natalie. Why did you let them do that to Jessica?”

The Latina’s eyes nervously darted around as she bit her lip like one of her teenage students, beginning to babble in Spanish.

“P-Please forgive me…I-I had ****…Senorita Myers threatened to tell Maestro and….”

A quick slap on the woman’s face loudly echoed and made everyone else in the room cringe. Simon continued to glare coldly and without remorse at what his teacher had become. Failing to protect her students, to protect Jessica, his Jess, she was a lost cause. Kevin could keep her.

“Go check on your Maestro before I change my mind.”

The panicked woman nodded and bounced her way quickly over to the young man on the ground, squeezing her tits against him and whispering to him.

“She really is his thrall now….”

Simon clenched down on his genie’s hand tightly, hearing the disappointment in her voice.

“She’s not good enough for you, Jess. None of these people are…not after this...”

He could feel her head nodding against his shirt and motioned him to keep going with a slight squeeze. The two of them now stood in front of the mouthless Jane, and Jessica tugged him again,

“You should give her back her mouth before you change anything else.”

Simon nodded, and Jane’s skin melted away and returned the form of her lips and then her mouth back to the young woman’s face. The dirty blonde fearfully looked ahead as both teenagers stared at her.

“What about her and Nina?”

“I defer to you, Master. Will you please punish them for me?”

Angry and stiff was a bad combination, and Simon found it influenced his decisions when it came to the changes for Jane. A usually refined and well-dressed girl, the genie’s boyfriend could tell the influence shopping trips had for Tiffany’s lieutenant.

The young woman let out a gasp as her body began to ripple and transform before their eyes. First, Jane’s smaller breasts grew three cup sizes. Then, her spandex shirt transformed into a cutoff white-lined tank top with her new nipples hardened against the fabric. Next, Jane’s tiny dance shorts turned into a pair of denim booty shorts. Next, the cheerleader’s hips widened while a pink thong’s straps stuck out from the top and hugged her young hips. Then, lastly, her sneakers turned into a pair of high-heeled cowboy boots around her toned legs. Finally, Jane’s dirty blonde hair grew messier and thicker down her back as cherry red lipstick painted her lips.

Elegant and well-styled, transformed into Hot White Trash.

“She wouldn’t be caught dead wearing that…oh god….”

Jessica’s voice was a combination of unease and excitement, clearly torn whether to be embarrassed or content with what they were doing. She knew the girls of the cheer squad more than he did, and it would make sense that she was conflicted on what to do with them. However, the genie’s thoughts broadcasting her personal feedback to her Master caused him to keep going. Simon’s restraint was already buckling from the anger he felt toward those that hurt his childhood companion.

The black aura flickered around the dirty blonde again as her eyes widened and rolled back into her head.

“Jessica is my Captain…I do what my Captain tells me….”

That was easy enough.

Pressing onward with Nina, the easiest option was to make the talkative Latina take after her coach, whom Jessica pointed out in a quick telepathic message that the girl notably admired. But, now transformed into Kevin’s thrall, Peralez didn’t seem like the best example.

“She always hated geeky stuff….”

The voice of his genie’s observation made her Master raise an eyebrow in curiosity. Though, that made sense. The talkative teenager was usually obsessed with the latest reality television or musical hit. Sam’s annoyance with her babbling and complaints about anything not sponsored by a particular set of influencers or network also echoed through his head. Enough said in that regard.

The initial idea still panned out in some respects as the black aura began to transform the Latina teenager’s body into something closer to a younger transformed Peralez. That’s where it ended, though, as the cheerleader’s workout clothes were evaporated and replaced by a pair of white and pink striped panties with long thigh-highs to match on her legs. Nina’s hair popped into two long twin ponytails held by pink balls.

Once finished, Simon stared at the young woman and stated to her bluntly,

“You are a giant perverted weaboo.”

Nina’s eyes widened as she repeated the statement, “I am a giant perverted weaboo….”

“You love perverted anime and hentai. Addicted to it.”

The once-talkative Latina’s eyes widened as she repeated the words with a slight blush, “I love perverted anime and hentai…so addicting....”

“You need to find a Sempai who will notice you. You long to serve your Sempai.”

“I need to find a Sempai who will notice me…I long to serve my Sempai....”

Jessica definitely felt pleased with the changes. The genie bit her lip as she rubbed herself against her Master’s leg in excitement. Simon knew he could keep going, but time wasn’t on their side, though. If Cassie went for help, that would mean that people were coming soon. The teenager also didn’t come here to transform the entirety of Jessica’s squad. He only needed to focus on those responsible for hurting his beloved.

The rest were unnecessary. The process of transforming two of them already left a bad taste in his mouth. After all, this sort of activity was something Kevin could finish independently. Instead, Simon wanted a bigger fish to fry.

The young man raised his hand and brushed them all aside, and sent a command to the only person who truly mattered,

“Get them out of here, Jess.”

The genie glared and snapped at the girls standing at attention again. While he was more forgiving, Jessica was clearly still raw from the previous experience,

“Simon says the rest of you hit the showers and fuck yourselves before going home! Simon says that Jane and Nina are to be thought of as hopeless, worthless, naïve sluts from now on! Simon says forget everything else that happened here except what I told you to do! Simon says Coach, Kevin, Myers, and Tiffany stay!”

The two watched as the next group walked into the locker room in single file. The gym emptied quickly of cheerleaders who lustfully giggled and swarmed around their transformed teammates. The auburn-haired teenager could let others deal with them. He wasn’t here for them.

The only people left in the room, however, very much were.

Tiffany remained paralyzed in front of them, the tortured Kevin behind them with his toy teacher on Simon’s left, and the clone of Jessica at attention on his right while the genie continued to glare at her.

The photographer’s eyes focused until he had his main subject locked in. The dark-haired girl’s tanned skin and long legs locked in place as he drew closer.

“I’ll be brief, so look at me.”

Simon watched the raven-haired cheerleader shiver from her position. Then, the flame aura flickered, and his genie’s traitorous friend collapsed back onto the ground. He waited for only a brief moment, letting her catch her breath from when he had choked her in the air. Tiffany’s face was red as she clung to her neck, coughing and gasping as Simon’s long shadow remained over her. Meanwhile, Jessica observed her Master from behind as he then knelt on one knee and continued to stare at the coughing cheerleader, her long legs stretching outward from her body.

Tiffany’s eyes glanced upward fearfully and froze under the sight of the dork’s usually hazel eyes, transformed black with the veins around them on his face.

The young man pulled her forward by the front of her spandex shorts which caused the cheerleader to dart her eyes in panic at the two Jessicas. Her body was open to him and unable to resist. The cheerleader’s body worked against her as she slammed into the auburn-haired teen’s front.

“Mmph!”

Simon **** his forehead against hers as he could see the fear growing in her. The tanned girl’s skin began to turn pale. He could see the color of her irises widen as the pupils retreated and shrank. Her young breasts were racing along with her increasing breaths. Tiffany was at a loss for words, mouth agape as Simon growled,

“I’ve put up with a lot of your bullshit—years of it. You were Jess’ friend and my sister’s friend, and all that time, you treated me like shit. A dork not worth your time. Fine. You don’t like me; I’m not in your clique. I’m wired differently. I get that. I don’t like you, either. Why would I like a bitch like you?”

He thrust a finger into her face as he pulled away and made the raven-haired teen stare at it with her wide eyes now directed toward her nose,

“And despite what you thought, I honestly don’t give a fuck about your prom committee, your yearbook, your silly little gimmicks, or even what you think of me now. I never have. Whatever stories you told to make yourself feel better about treating me like shit. I’ve only ever tried to be helpful.”

The young man paused and gathered himself as his voice spoke softly but filled with a great sense of anger, “But what you did? The thing that pisses me off? The reason why I’m here? It’s because of you betraying your friends. Going out of the way to hurt your friends, but they aren’t just YOUR friends. They were never just YOUR friends.”

Simon made sure she remained locked on as he hissed and growled, pointing the finger back at himself, “You hurt MY friends. Betrayed MY sister. Most of all, worst of all, though, you hurt MY JESS.”

Forcefully he slammed her body into his with only his fingers on the elastic band of her shorts, then repeated the word in her face, growling it like a predator, “That’s the thing you’ve never understood. She’s always been MINE. You couldn’t wrap your tiny, self-absorbed head around that, and you tried to destroy her because of it.”

Her face paled as he pulled away and continued uninterrupted, “And now? Now you’re MY problem, Tiffany. I have to deal with you. So, here’s what’s going to happen next. Whatever you….”

He then motioned to the clone next to him, “Or Kevin’s TOY here, did to Jess? The others are going to apologize or have apologized for it. Everything you did, kicking her out, that whole show you just pulled for all of them? It’ll be like it never happened for most of them. Except for Jane and Nina, it will be another typical day.”

Jessica glared back as her friend’s eyes darted behind her Master’s shoulders in a panic. As if trying to get the blonde to call him off.

That wasn’t how it worked. Simon quickly grabbed her face with his hand and **** the raven-haired cheerleader to look at his features again in terror,

“What’s going to happen to them won’t be the same as what’ll happen to you. So listen to me well, because your life as it is now is over. Everything you know will change because I’m going to Curse You, Tiffany Stephenson. Curse you so that it never happens again.”

Her face paled even whiter than Kevin’s. Her eyes widened in trembling saucers as the auburn-haired young man coldly stated it as fact, “It won’t be like the others. They’ll never know, but you’ll be aware of it happening when it does. I’ll make sure of that. You won’t know when it’s coming, no warning, or have any idea how to stop it because you can’t stop it. I want you to know that because this is what happens when you hurt the woman I love. Your best friend. This will be the last time you betray Jess, ever.”

She shook and looked at the golden blonde behind him as his genie clung tightly to him and remained guarded behind him. The taller boy growling down as he pressed his size advantage,

“This will be the last time you ever lay a finger on her, that you ever badmouth her, that you even think of controlling or manipulating her to get what you want. It won’t happen again. I’m going to see to it, Tiffany Stephenson, that you’re cursed to have your strings pulled as you have pulled those of others. You thought Jess belonged to you. Now you’re going to belong to her. Now, you’re going to answer her and tell her why you did what you did. Get up.”

The raven-haired cheerleader shot to her feet and at attention as fast as she could. Unable to even talk as she looked ready to piss herself in fear any second. Simon made sure that she wouldn’t be able to move, that she wouldn’t be able to do anything as he turned to his genie.

Jessica took a step back worriedly, still shaken up from what had transpired before her Master’s arrival. As Simon moved next to her, her facial features narrowed, and the young man watched her frown at the ground.

“You need to talk to her.”

“I…I…I don’t know if I can….”

Her childhood friend squeezed down on her hand tightly, “Yes, you can. Stand up for yourself, Jess. Take it back from her. Show her you’re the Queen, my Queen. Don’t let anyone else walk over you.”

Her emerald eyes went wide toward him, and then the feeling of her hand clenched down on his made him move out of the way. Simon locked eyes with her for a moment as she gazed up at him with a quick moment of awe.

“Master, thank you….”

She nodded with a determined frown, catching her breath and reluctantly stepping forward to face Tiffany. The two cheerleaders stood silent as tension filled the air. The blonde gulped as she struggled to find her words,

“You’re right. I…I did lie, Tiff,” the young genie confessed softly, “But, Myers wasn’t telling the truth either…not completely….”

The genie motioned back to him, stealing another glance with her Master, then frowned,

“I did know him. I forgot that… I’ve known him for a long time, and…and I didn’t realize how much I missed him…on my birthday…we just reconnected…he was there for me when I needed him.”

Simon looked down as he felt her fingers clenching down onto his hand, nearly crushing his own as she tensed up, her voice cracking as her bitterness appeared,

“Unlike you, Tiff. When I told you we wouldn’t be mean to him anymore, you didn’t listen. I wanted to tell you….”

As the Master watched his genie, he could feel her heart twisting as the words began to spat out with more pain from her broken voice,

“But…but you couldn’t let me explain, and…and instead of being there for me…you hurt me, you went behind my back. You lied to me…again. And after all these years, I can see how much you manipulated me…used me to make me popular…so I need you to tell me the truth.”

The photographer watched as Tiffany flinched under the glare of his childhood friend’s emerald eyes as Jessica demanded the answer,

“Simon says tell me why you really did this to me, tell me what you were so afraid of. Simon says tell me the truth; why did you lie?”

Her dark-haired friend blinked her eyes once, and her mouth gaped open as she began to babble out breathlessly and in a slight panic, but she was unable to resist,

“I-I-I…I only wanted…I only wanted everything to go perfectly...you were the key to all of it.”

Tiffany looked at her friend as her face twisted and the words spilled out of her, “You…You were such a positive ****, Jessica…it was like winning the lottery when Sam introduced us. Y-You had everything…and you listened to me…I-I saw how you lit up a room. I knew I could do something important because of you, to have someone like you. But you were…always holding yourself back. I remember things started happening when we began to hang out. The more you did for me, the way things worked out better for me. We grew in popularity…you were rich and could take us all on trips and moments we could dream of or watch on TV. Boys, Parties, Clothes! It was all perfect. Like Magic!”

Simon could feel Jessica’s flinch reverberate across the entire floor at the mention of magic. His eyes narrowed at the thought.

Tiffany had no clue or idea, but she must’ve used the blonde’s unnoticed ability to grant wishes multiple times. As his genie’s head turned downward in shock, he sent a reassuring squeeze into her hand. Her fellow cheerleader was still going,

“Everything was set this year! The perfect moment…I…I needed it all to be perfect…it was all in place…the best time of our lives was now. All we needed was you with the perfect guy, the power couple, everyone set up with the right partners, the perfect season, and we could head into Prom as the best night of our lives….”

The yearbook head let out a laugh to show her mental state was on edge, just as others were when everything they kept hidden finally bubbled up to the surface, “S-So I had to seduce Brad a few times to convince him. Y’know, make your relationship work like I needed it to so all the pieces fit together…and your birthday…your birthday had it all set until Prom…it was all going to be perfect…the perfect night….”

The raven-haired cheerleader’s smile faded, “I didn’t tell Jason anything, I didn’t tell anyone. I mean, how could I? He didn’t need to know what I did. I couldn’t say I was cheating on him to get my best friend her boyfriend. How was I supposed to tell him? Besides, it was all going to end soon; I had Brad ready for you, your party went perfect, and everything went great…until.…”

Her shaken face glared up at Simon again as she continued to tremble, tears in her eyes, “Until he ruined it…he got in the way and ruined all of it! Jessie, you weren’t supposed to waste your brownie points on Sam’s weird brother! But, you chose him over us, your friends…you ran to him over your boyfriend…chose to be with Simon over being the “It” Couple…following the plan…over the squad…over the team…and over me…because it was what you wanted…just you…and you, you were being selfish!”

Tiffany shook her head uncontrollably and began to laugh as tears streamed down her face while an unhinged smile grew, “So, I went to Brad, convinced a few of his friends to help tell the dork to back off. That’s all it was supposed to be…Simon wasn’t supposed to know! I-I was your friend. I knew what was best for you…but…he….”

Simon watched as the cheerleader’s eyes glazed over fearfully toward him, “H-He’s…he knew…which meant you knew…and Brad just kept getting angrier…Chris was weak…and then he…I saw then…he was supposed to be a dork…your stalker…he was around every corner. Brad was supposed to deal with him, no problem. And then….”

The raven-haired cheerleader laughed again in disbelief, then turned to face her friend,

“You didn’t see the bigger picture and discarding everything I had built, everything I gave you and made for you. Everything I told you, Jessie! Our Dream, My Dream of Our Final Year at Eastlake! All for someone like…a Monster! He’s a Fucking Monster!”

Her eyes began to panic as Simon’s own eyes widened back at her. Tiffany’s babbling and screaming then came to a sudden stop.

SMACK.

Jessica’s free hand suddenly slapped her friend’s cheek angrily. Just as Tiffany had hit the blonde in the bathroom before practice. The sound echoed across the emptiness of the gym before the blonde’s enraged voice came to life as she spat at her friend,

“No. No, don’t you dare look at him! You aren’t worthy enough, Tiff. Don’t you fucking dare! You dare call him that? A treacherous, unworthy, filthy, scheming monster like you calling him that?”

“B-But Jess….”

“He hunts the Monsters, Tiff! Monsters like us! Monsters that think we’re better than everyone else when we’re not! That don’t empathize or think about what we’ve done to make our own! If he’s anyone’s Monster, Tiff! He’s my Monster! I made him! He’s Mine! Because I’m a Monster, too, for having tortured him when you encouraged me too!”

The genie felt her breath hitch as her friend stared at her, lost in shock, “If you wanted things to go perfectly, then you should’ve listened to me instead of filling my head with lies! Telling me that Master was my stalker, that was you, Tiff! He wasn’t stalking me! He never stalked me! Master was only looking out for me! You made me act cruel to him! Encouraged me! If I hadn’t been, then maybe I would’ve…”

Tears formed in the blonde’s eyes as she spat out and shook her head to the now tearing up cheerleader in front of her.

“Fine! I was spoiled! But you played into that! Relationships! Shopping Trips! No wonder Sammy gets so mad at you, saying you’re just using me! Because that’s all you’ve done to me, Tiff! I’m supposed to be your friend, not your puppet! I trusted you! So when I start doing what I want, you decide to attack me online? Attack my friend! Argue back and forth with Sam because she’s only looking out for her brother and me? Jeopardize that friendship, too? All for you to then hang out with my bitchy clone and team up to kick me off my own squad! Steal my clothes? **** me to wear a leash! Walk me around naked! Treat me like a fucking dog!? Call me a whore repeatedly? Say that I have a fucking **** Fetish? Why would you do that to me, Tiff!?”

Tiffany shrunk further into herself and trembled as her gaze turned back to her friend, “But Jess, you haven’t been acting normal at all! You haven’t been your Normal self since Saturday! Everyone was asking questions, and after the fight, you hung me out to dry instead of talking to me…I was….”

Even Simon found himself flinching as Jessica growled and roared out again,

“I don’t fucking care about being Normal, Tiffany! I care about being happy! Why would I want to be fucking normal! How’s doing what you did going to make things normal? I don’t want normal. I want to be happy! And you know what makes me happy the most?”

Simon watched as his blonde girlfriend wrapped her arms around his waist and spat at her friend again, “Him! He makes me happy! He’s always gone out of his way to make me happy! Do you understand, Tiff? Can you imagine reconnecting with someone you were once so close with that you felt the sun was finally noticing you? If I expected anyone to be happy for me, it would be my friends! Sammy, I understand; he’s her brother! That takes time, but you? I thought you would at least give him a chance. Instead, you tried to destroy me!”

The girl in the bathrobe had finally built up to her final point, the Queen of Eastlake now back in full ****, “Did you even take the fucking time to notice that everything you blamed on me is really your fault? Making Brad into my boyfriend and cheating on yours to do it! That was you! Convincing him to gang up on Simon? You did that! You egged him on! Then when it all crumbled around you? You blamed me for it, but we all know it was you. This was all you, Tiff! All because you can’t stand not being in control! But you aren’t the most popular girl in school, I am! And I say, you’re done!”

Tiffany was at a loss for words, finally. Simon watched as his girlfriend had reached the end, “Jessie…I…I….”

His genie was done with this and acted faster than he could as she spat at her friend,

“Simon says go home, Tiff! Simon says you’ll remember what you’ve done and that you failed! Simon says you’ll pass out and wake up in your room forgetting everything but us talking and think of Master’s promise as a dream! Simon says you’ll be unable to leave your house until I come over to invite you out! Simon says you will never badmouth or criticize my Master again!”

The raven-haired cheerleader stared dumbly as her eyes processed her commands, and the cheerleader proceeded to walk out the door without a word. Simon pulled his genie in close and held her tightly, sensing the pain and hurt Jessica was obviously in. She choked out a sob as the girl left; her hands reached up to rub them again.

His hand snaked under his robe and between her thighs as he soothingly spoke in her ear,

“It’s okay. I’m here.”

Simon stroked her ass and held her tightly in front of the three remaining people in the gym. Jessica sniffled and took a few deep breaths. She nodded quietly as the young man remained attached to her. His transformed hazel eyes looked at the coach with her Maestro and the doppelgänger that remained. As Jessica quietly sniffled into his shirt and wiped her face with the sleeve of his robe, her Master called out soberly and coldly to his friend in the room, his slight thaw in emotions becoming colder again,

“Kevin. Get over here.”

Simon felt his girlfriend instinctively cling onto him for protection as his friend struggled to get himself over to be around them. The nerd’s breath labored as he continued to wince and grunt at from the pain he felt around his chest. He glared down at his friend coldly, who could only watch as his once-dorkish friend continued to grab possessively and stroke the body he owned of the most popular and wanted girl in school. Her body was his body, and a bare leg escaped underneath the blue blanket-like fabric of his robe.

The auburn-haired teenager then turned toward the former-Brad Myers, still kneeling on the floor in fright. Her icy blue eyes widened and cast downward as she clutched the red skirt of her outfit. The platinum blonde had witnessed things that made no sense and was still at a loss for words. The dork looked to the nerd again and pointed directly at his creation.

“Jess said Myers made her try to get dressed in another person’s clothes to show she couldn’t do it. Of course, you wouldn’t happen to know how she learned that information, would you?”

Kevin grunted in pain as he was unable to respond. Simon continued to narrow his glare on the muscular nerd, “Considering you didn’t know that until I shared that with you in confidence during our conversation….”

Jessica’s eyes widened as she darted her head to look at her Master in shock and then began to turn red in the face as she clenched down harder, her voice whispering and growing louder in outrage,

“You told him? He…He told her that!”

The genie looked ready to kill his friend on the spot as she shook her head in increasing anger, “Kevin…you…you fucking little…you told her to do that to me…you made….”

“No! I did tell her! But I also told her she was not to tell anyone!” the nerd suddenly hissed in anger, “Check my phone! It’s all written there!”

Simon reached down into his friend’s cargo shorts pocket and pulled out the cellphone. The messages pulled up on the screen, along with Kevin’s explicit instructions, which he displayed to the genie.

Her eyes widened, but it wasn’t a surprising reaction. The nerd couldn’t lie, and Jessica’s disbelief that he wasn’t was well-founded. The muscular and tortured teenager spat at the genie,

“But I guess I made her too much like you, didn’t I? Considering you would do the same fucking thing, wouldn’t you?”

He let out a pathetic and weak chuckle, still struggling to breathe as he faced her, “That’s what I thought… I’ll give you credit… you’re learning…what you just did...Stephenson…not bad…not bad at all….”

Jessica flinched at the sudden compliment. Then the three teens looked down at the doppelgänger, who stared at the floor as if she had just been caught sleeping with Theodore Edwards. The nerd, still in great pain and clutching his sore muscles, glared and snapped at his creation,

“As for you! You dumb fucking cunt! I told you, I told you to keep it to yourself! Didn’t I? What the fuck made you go and do that!”

Jessica Myers whimpered as she teared up and shook her head, “I-I only wanted to h-help you and Tiffany, Daddy…I…I saw an opportunity….”

The transformed Myers gulped as she looked up at the original Jessica for a moment and frowned, “I saw it all day. Everyone wanted to knock Edwards down off her pedestal, and Tiffany was so upset with her. If-If I’m supposed to be the Queen, and then when we saw she couldn’t put her clothes on…I…I went for it...like you said, Daddy…I just….”

Simon felt Jessica nearly jump into his arms as they both went wide-eyed as Kevin snapped at the platinum blonde in anger,

“Ruined everything! You idiotic little cow! If you said anything, I told you you would be punished, Severely Punished! The last thing I wanted to do was piss my best friend off! How did you think doing the exact thing I told you not to do to his property would be helping me! How are you even dumber than when you were a fucking jock, Brad!”

Myers’ eyes widened as she gasped out in shock, “W-What?”

Kevin’s adrenaline and anger kept his words from being cut off, but he quickly let out a grunt and a groan in pain. His body collapsed on the ground again as he wailed out,

“I didn’t fucking want this to happen, goddamnit! This wasn’t how everything was supposed to play out!”

Simon stared at his friend in pain on the ground, the disappointment evident,

“He doesn’t mean it….”

The genie thought toward her Master, clinging to him and remaining in his bathrobe. Her eyes tearing up as Simon saw her look up at him, “He can’t…he hates me… he’ll always hate me….”

Once again, Kevin’s anger, Jessica’s fear mixed and assaulted the auburn-haired teen’s brain and senses from all sides. The nerd continued to snap out at the world, feeling as if he had been robbed of his divine right. The genie continued to cling and think that she was in danger of being taken by his perverted friend.

“Enough!” the Master loudly snapped to the handful of people in the gym, his mind becoming overwhelmed.

Kevin went silent, Jessica whimpered, and the teacher and transformed girl trembled as they all looked away from the young man in the room that stood above all of them. Their eyes locked onto the young man that could decide all their fates.

The one in charge.

“Cassie’s going to be back soon with help, and we’re going to have to all get out of here before that happens! Kevin, stand up!”

The young man twisted and writhing on the ground stood up with his knees locking in place, Simon stepping forward and poking at the amulet.

“Pay attention to me because you’re on thin ice now, Kev! Very Thin. You see these cracks?”

Simon ran his fingers onto the cat’s eye cuts that had split into the silver disc around his friend’s neck. The nerd’s eyes widened at the sight of them as Jessica poked a finger curiously over her mouth as her Master held up his long and firm fingers.

“Those are two out of three chances you once had. You get one more line, and that’s it. The amulet goes away. Poof! Gone!”

The dork displayed animatedly with his hand, the magical object disappearing. He then dug his finger back into the center crystal, pressing it against his friend’s beleaguered torso,

“I didn’t tell you this before, but not only does it go away, you’ll change with it, Kevin. Permanently!”

The pasty-skinned and muscular teen’s eyes widened, and his face turned to horror as Simon growled at him forcefully, “If you want to avoid what’ll happen to Tiffany or any of your bitches, then you’ll start getting your fucking head on straight! You got that!”

He nodded in a panic, “Y-Yeah, yeah I….”

“Do you!” the angry photographer barked, his genie squeaking at the forcefulness of her Master’s tone, “Do you get that! This isn’t a fucking game anymore! I’m not kidding around! You know what I’m dealing with now! Do you fucking think I have time to deal with you trying to sabotage yourself and everyone else!”

“Yes!” Kevin yelped out, “Yes, I get it! Fuck, Simon! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

Simon felt the flames disappear, and his eyes returned to normal as he shoved his friend’s outline away until both his appearance and Kevin’s appeared as their usual selves. His cold hazel eyes bore into Kevin’s dark eyes as they remained panicked and fearful.

“I mean it, Kevin! I fucking mean it this time! I’m giving you one last chance to take control of yourself, or something else will do it for you! I don’t fucking care how you do it, but I’m done with all the fucking bullshit, now! This is it! Break our agreement, and you won’t have time to react!”

The furious auburn-haired teenager pointed his thumb at his girlfriend, “And to make sure of it, until enough time passes from this, Jess is going to have full control over the amulet!”

Kevin’s eyes snapped open as he shifted his gaze to the genie next to him as she reacted the same way, although instead of panic, a spark of surprise escaped her emerald orbs. Simon watched as his friend began to shake his head in disbelief.

“Y-You’re giving her control of….”

“Damn straight, I am! She can’t take it from you, Kev, but Jess will at least be able to keep you from doing something crazy if she catches you! She’ll follow all my rules to the letter! And maybe you two can finally be fucking civil for once in case I ever have to go to the damn bathroom!”

The blonde remained quiet as she clung to him again and hid her face from view. Simon growled and rubbed his forehead as he felt like a power drill screwed into his temples. His headache grew worse from this experience.

He held up his fingers, “I’m giving you three days, Kev. You have to go three days without being able to use that fucking thing! We’ll see how things go on Friday.”

The Master then directed his ire toward the clone, who looked up fearfully with the same eyes as the Quarterback had. The black flame returned and flickered around her as he leaned over her.

“As for you! My Jess, Jessica Edwards, is infinitely greater than you can ever hope to be. You can only hope and wish to be just like her. She’s better than you, smarter than you, and you can only beg her to acknowledge you. You always will be dumber than her, less than her. You don’t deserve to be treated as her equal. You have never been, never will be. You can only hope she gives you the honor of giving you an order and letting you obey her. Got that?”

The platinum blonde and former-Brad Myers shrunk her head and nodded dumbly as the words soaked into her brain,

“Y-Yes, Mr. Harris, sir.”

Oh great, Simon thought as he rubbed his forehead. He overdid that, too.

The original Jessica’s voice calling out to him from behind,

“Master…please…can we go?”

His girlfriend’s plea didn’t hide her worry or anxiety. She had the roughest day of the three of them. He couldn’t blame her for feeling that way. He had enough, too.

Simon rubbed his forehead with his hand and sighed, “Okay….”

He pointed to the nerd without looking up at him, “I wish Peralez and Myers would take Kevin to their car, and both would have no memory of our influence or enacting our changes once they leave the building.”

Jessica stumbled as she let out a moan, her eyes rolling back in her head as the energy of the wish overcame the teenage genie. The blonde’s bare feet skidding on the floor as her Master caught her body in his arms and led her back toward the locker room as Kevin, Peralez, and Jessica Myers exited the gym behind them.

Kevin nodded to his friend with a frown as they exchanged glances while going their separate ways.

The genie’s fingers were already pumped inside her wet pussy as her fogged-over eyes matched the disoriented look on her face. The robe’s tie came undone and revealed half of her naked body to him. Those sad emerald orbs still red as they teared up again, the soft lips on her face having their teeth pressed against them as she grimaced in shame,

“I’m sorry, Master…I should’ve done something sooner…I should have left practice….”

He smiled reassuringly to her as he removed the robe from her naked body and let her rest on the bench. Simon’s anger faded as he smiled softly, cradling her head as he rubbed the tears from escaping down her cheek, “C’mon…you couldn’t have known this would happen, Jess. Don’t worry about it now. We’ll make a few wishes here, get your bookbag, and can go back to where we left off this morning before school, okay?”

Jessica sniffled as she quietly nodded and looked away from him. Her eyes squinting shut as she swallowed down her saliva and waited for the inevitable feeling once more.

The awkward teenager looked solemnly at his girlfriend. This day left a mark that both would have to get up and move on from the best they could. In the end, they’d have to keep moving. He couldn’t focus on ****. There were more important things than his ego, Simon thought. Jessica especially at the top of his list.

The moans of the cheerleaders sent to the showers to fuck each other by Jessica echoed in the background, causing the genie to look back nervously in front of him. The blonde’s naked body squirmed on the bench in their isle of the locker room. She didn’t want to be stuck off guard again. Her Master sat on the wooden bench, straddling his legs, and then pulled her body on top of his robe so that he could brush his girlfriend’s bare legs off to the sides around his waist.

The photographer leaned over and began to massage his childhood friends’ breasts just as she liked. His subject responded with a gasp and a soft moan before switching to a contented cooing noise. The blonde’s face began to flush as she let herself surrender to his touch, her hands folding atop her chest as he continued to caress her with loving touches.

“I’ll make it better, Jess. You just relax.”

“Mmmm.”

The cheerleader quickly nodded her head as her face turned red and began to feel warmer as his touches increased. Of course, the usual twists, rubs, and massages to start with. Then, he leaned down and began licking on her left nipple, causing the blonde to squeak. He chuckled, finding the sound and action adorable. Though, Simon discovered his face warming up as he heard the continued noises from Nina, Jane, and the other girls echoing along with the shower water in the distance. Next, his hand snaked down and pressed itself against Jessica’s moistening crotch. The young man narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low tone to avoid the others,

“I wish a gas leak was discovered running through the building once we leave, and school was canceled the rest of the week because of it.”

“Haah! Ahh!” the genie gasped and panted out as her Master’s lips continued to cover up her left nipple.

Simon could feel the dampness against his fingers increase as he rubbed them against his girlfriend’s pussy. Her face and body became hotter as her back arched on the robe-covered bench. She mewed and squirmed, knowing it was about to happen again,

“I wish as a result of the previous wish, anyone who wasn’t given orders along with Kevin, you, or I, will excuse their memories of today as hallucinations brought on by the leak.”

The photographer felt his favorite subject shudder under his hands as her cries and moans increased, along with her screams. Jessica writhed and moaned, although showing evidence that she was growing used to handling successive wishes.

“I wish that you and I were both finished with classes after today with full-honors and that the only thing keeping us from graduating early was a technicality.”

Jessica tried to stop herself from squealing loudly, but it was a futile attempt. Her body writhed, and she mewed loudly as her hands flailed off and onto the floor. Simon blew and gnawed on her breast as the soft flesh continued to bounce against his tongue. She was getting ready to burst.

He detached his mouth from the soft flesh, and hardened nipple then growled his next wish,

“I wish the only way for you to cease being the Head Cheerleader of this high school is if you quit on your own volition or from graduation.”

Jessica’s body arched more than previously, a delighted moan indicating her relief of having what was stolen returned to her.

Then she whined, indicating the blonde was closing in on another large orgasm.

“M-Master…cumming….”

His hand was becoming soaked at his blonde bombshell’s plea. The effect of his wishes once again made the cheerleader look as if she was ready to explode. But, once they were done, they could head home and not look back.

Home.

Simon suddenly paused as the thought hit his brain out of nowhere. The young man sitting up and looking at his genie with some confusion while thinking it aloud,

“Wait. How are we getting home today?”

Jessica struggled as her pleasure overwhelmed her, the genie having moved to massage the hand still over her breast with her own, mashing his palm over her nipple. She opened her eyes and continued to struggle, but confusedly replied,

“W-What?”

With his free hand, Simon began to scratch the back of his head, observing what seemed evident to him,

“Sam left already. She didn’t stay late tonight, and she wasn’t giving us a ride. And your car is at your house…and do you really want to teleport again?”

The last teleportation still upset his stomach, which made it difficult to try that again. Of course, he could always call his sister, but what if Mr. Edwards wanted to see his daughter? He might send a car if they weren’t….

“Master? Don’t lose focus! Please!”

The genie whined as she began to grip at and play with the breast he had left covered in his own saliva, her fingers digging to try and play with herself. Her cries became louder as his blonde bombshell squirmed and began losing her mind to the pleasure overtaking her.

“So hot…need…Master…please, Master….”

Ah, right. This wasn’t exactly the time to contemplate how to drive a car! He was pleasuring his girlfriend!

“Actually…that could work….”

The awkward young man thought to himself. Simon now was in a rush to get back to massaging and pleasuring the genie below him as he played the idea out in his head. There was no way to stop what they were doing.

So he decided the best recourse to their problem was to wish for it. The first wish catching the cheerleader off-guard,

“I wish I knew how to drive stick.”

“Ah!”

Jessica’s back shot the pleasurable reaction through her spine, and her hips were now desperately humping themselves against the hand rubbing on her soaked pussy.

“M-Mas….”

“I wish I won that charity contest I entered online three months ago and that the prize was sitting in my parking spot outside!”

Jessica squealed loudly and moaned in unison with her body. Her legs kicked at him as she began to protest at his wishes, while her Master’s mind absorbed the newfound ability.

“Master…please! No more! Please let me cum! Master…so close, Master!”

He nodded quickly and moved her legs apart further, and lowered his mouth, “Okay Jess…this is for you.”

She had the roughest of days and now needed a bit of relief. The young Master realized his error and then began granting the genie what she desired as he felt the heat and moisture so close to his face when his mouth covered her dripping entrance.

His tongue went to work, and he navigated the insides of his genie’s pussy to find what she liked most. His work found success when the familiar half-shriek of his childhood friend’s voice mouthed out his title again, a big smile of delight on her face,

“Master!”

He let out a chuckle inside her while his tongue navigated to the more sensitive parts on the inside. While soaked, his hot breath sent shudders across her skin, drawing goosebumps. Her Master once again told her what she needed to hear,

“Thank you, Jess. You made it. It’s all over.”

Just as on her birthday, the genie flailed under the second experience of oral sex like the first. Jessica’s eyes widened as she struggled to find her voice and no longer cared if anyone saw her. They were all too busy fucking themselves because of her commands, anyway. Simon wasn’t apprehensive about being walked in on after that.

Her legs went numb around him as her emerald orbs remained lidded open under a pleasurable haze. The genie even drooled slightly as her finger weakly tugged on her lip. The Queen of Eastlake once again fell under the pleasure of her Master.

Finally, he felt his girlfriend about to burst and quickly pulled away and helped her to a nearby toilet while holding her legs up. The cheerleader was initially confused as she held her hands to her pussy, trying to finish it off by pumping rapidly with her fingers. Unfortunately, it was hard to get the angle right.

As Jessica climaxed and screamed in delight, a mixture of cum and piss flew out like a fountain and all over the white toilet bowl. Once the initial part was over, the genie sprayed her fluids across the stall. She slumped her naked back against his clothed torso and panted heavily, legs still wobbly as they remained spread out, feet bent against both walls of the stall doors. Simon then leaned over her shoulder to check in on his genie,

“Do you want me to clean you up this time or wish for it?”

He felt her blonde hair against his face as it brushed over his eyes. Simon helped her back on the ground where her legs could rub against each other again. The blonde stumbled and struggled to stay on her feet. She used the toilet paper dispenser as support. Her head darted to her feet in embarrassment as she gasped out,

“N-No, no, I’m fine. Just wait….”

She didn’t face him. Instead, her hand extended and closed the door to the stall shut. Simon stared in confusion about what she was doing, only the sound of toilet paper pulled off the rolls consistently sounded from the other side. The dorkish teenager slumped himself against the stall door and waited for her worriedly. She remained quiet after consecutive flushes of the toilet echoed along with the disappearing moans and cries from the showers. Finally, Jessica opened the door, catching him off guard.

“So um,” he looked away for a moment out of habit, not wanting to further put a strain on his genie by getting caught again. His face turned pink, and his hand once again scratched the nervous areas of his scalp,

“I’m going to need to pick up our ride…outside…and I don’t want to be caught in the girl’s bathroom again, so…I’ll just meet you out….”

“M-Master? Wait…”

Simon felt his cheeks flush as he stopped talking at the sound of her voice. His eyes gazed upon her flushed nude form and saw the slight pout on her face as her face scrunched like a child’s. Her Master’s guilt rose as she looked up at him, still shaken from the previous experience,

“May I…may I please have something comfy to wear home? Something I would find safe?”

The young man smiled warmly to his childhood friend and rose his fingers. Then, as she looked away embarrassed, he thought of the one piece of clothing that could make her feel better at a time like this. His smile turning into a grin,

“Anything for you, Jess.”

Snap.