He Who Controls Eastlake...

Drawing attention was something Jessica did not want to do to herself.

Fuck, why did Simon have to say it, though?

He actually called her his love. He looked at her the same way the genie had envisioned in her dreams. Fuck!

The young woman panted and moaned out as she struggled to stay on all fours. Her Master continued to fuck her cleaned-out ass from behind.

She could’ve had anything, but no, she wanted to feel her Master’s cock thrusting into her ass. Not like on the night of her birthday, alone together in his bedroom, but in the public gardens of a palace in Florence in the middle of the afternoon...

Oh fuck.

Simon owned her body; he could, would, and should do as he pleased with her, anywhere at any time!

Unfortunately, this time, Jessica’s cries and moans of delight were heard by a poor naïve college art student that had been nearby. The brunette twenty-something was standing there shocked and ready to cry out seeing the teenagers acting so debaucherously. The young woman’s pale face filled with the knowable signs of embarrassment and confusion.

Jessica locked eyes with her and squealed, panicked, as she heard Simon growl out behind her,

“I wish she'd either leave or stay silent and watch.”

Surprisingly, the brunette stayed and watched. Her face flushed red as she stood silent, and her body squirmed. Her hand reached down to the stylish loose khaki capri pants she wore. Her lip was tortured as the young woman bit down on it by ****; to keep quiet while watching her younger peers going at it.

The added energy of the wish spurred the genie on in delight. The two teens’ stole occasional glances upward at their intruder as Jessica's hands gripped at the grass; her body convulsing with pleasurable shudders and pants as she glared at the young woman in front of her.

How dare this girl interrupt her reward! She had been a good genie! Did she not know what kind of moment this was for them?

Her Master had finally begun to embrace the role Jessica craved. They both had a wonderful morning, and she knew he needed to relieve the stress of knowing their whole reality was in jeopardy.

Did this girl not know how important this young man was? How important they both were?

Jessica resolved that she could at least make their visitor embrace the moment. Master was worthy of respect! Her voice moaned and hissed as the genie spat out toward the brunette in a whispered rasp,

“Simon says watch for yourself and touch yourself! Cum for him!”

The college girl stared off into space, then reached a hand down into her pants as she soon collapsed to her knees. The poor brunette kept her mouth shut as she pumped her fingers and desperately clawed at the front button of her abused pants to allow better access to herself.

Jessica turned her eyes downward with the rest of her head as she continued to moan at Simon’s rapid thrusts inside of her. Then, finally, she felt her mouth gasp open, and she sang out a cry again, her pussy soaked and her ass shimmering with the juices of her Master’s last wishes that Simon had used for lubrication.

“Fuckfuckfuckfuck!”

The genie groaned and heard her Master hiss and growl in delight, his aroused and unleashed possessiveness bombarding her as he slammed into her.

This was her Simon. Her sweet little awkward boy had grown into the young man that currently fucked her. Now in front of a girl in a country he had wished for them to be.

Once again, they worked together as a team—the genie arching her back and letting out a gasp as Simon’s voice growled.

“Cum!”

The High School Cheerleader shuddered and gasped out as she suppressed the urge to scream, instead, letting out a cry that spat saliva outward as she collapsed in the grass with Simon remaining atop her.

The poor college girl moaned loudly on her own as her khaki pants became soaked to the bone from watching the two younger teenagers go at it for the last few minutes.

Simon stumbled over his genie and onto his feet, his lower body remaining uncovered as Jessica watched his dick stay hard and covered in the delicious sight of his cum. He was rather annoyed with having a visitor.

“What’s your name?”

The brunette looked up, Jessica seeing her aroused blue eyes fogged over, the innocent look on her face as she blushed.

A British accent betrayed her, “C-Caroline….”

Simon’s shoulders slumped as he shook his head, looking back to his naked genie on the ground.

He scratched the back of his head as he tried to think of something to say, “Well, uh…nice to meet you, I guess? We have a history teacher at our school that’s a Brit too, but uh….”

He sighed again, Jessica sensing his mind awash in conflicting ideas until he finally came up with the one he wanted.

“Ah, fuck it. Sorry Caroline, but I wish you were naked right now.”

Jessica writhed as her body unleashed another wave of pleasurable energy, further soaking the grass as she looked up in a dazed confusion at her Master.

“Master, you’re not going to….”

He looked back at her and raised an eyebrow. The auburn-haired boy was scoffing and shaking his head.

“What? No! C’mon you’re my girlfriend! I’m just fucking tired of you being the only one getting embarrassed from getting stripped from her clothes! See?”

Jessica adjusted her naked and sweaty body to face that of the now bare and panicking British brunette. Caroline had a rather lovely looking body, her breasts were smaller than the Blonde’s, but she had a very well-toned and tanned frame.

The poor girl covered herself out of terrified embarrassment as she continued stroking the front of her pussy, then looked down at the sight of herself while whimpering.

"I... Can't... Stop... Please, what's going on?"

The Blonde sighed and sympathized with her predicament, but not enough to excuse her intrusion. Simon offered an arm to Jessica, helping her to her bare feet.

“I wish we were cleaned up from head-to-toe and refreshed.”

The Blonde moaned again from the latest wish, all traces of their sex disappearing from her body and his. The cheerleader bounced as she stopped paying attention to the college student that seemed hypnotized by her bouncing breasts.

“Thanks, Master.”

Jessica pressed her hands on her knees and got into Caroline’s still embarrassed face, their blushes nearly identical. She scowled at the young woman, a sense of outrage lingering,

“I-I apologize! I-I was only curious!” Caroline babbled out to the younger counterparts now standing over her with their sexes clearly visible and only within a foot of her eyes.

The blonde genie crossed her arms and pouted, now wanting answers for herself.

“Simon says tell us why you stayed and watched us.”

The brunette’s eyes stared out and blank before she looked up at the younger woman while her arms attempted now to cover herself.

“I-I’m sorry, I just-I had never seen anyone having sex before in real life, and you two were just-I couldn’t, I couldn’t look away!” Caroline mewled, her fingers still working helplessly at her bare pink slit.

“Have you not had sex before?”

“Master!” Jessica’s voice chastised as Simon looked at her with a blank stare, and his head tilted in confusion.

“You know, it’s considered rude to ask questions like that... You have to be more subtle...” Jessica tried, though she couldn't help but appreciate the absurdity of caring about Caroline's privacy when the girl helplessly masturbating naked on her knees in front of them.

They would have to work on his etiquette at some point.

Jessica turned her attention back to Caroline,

“My Master has a point, though. Is that why you stayed?”

Near tears, the young woman nodded. Simon and Jessica further questioned the traveling student as she revealed that she had come to study with her class and had hoped to escape the stress of college life and exams at university. Unfortunately, the she also came from an increasingly stressed home environment with two step-siblings and an overbearing stepmother that **** her into a shell of herself. A classmate she was fond of was even on this trip but had paid no attention to her.

At that moment the brunette became breathless, her eyes glassed over and she shuddered in a meek, stifled little climax. Her cheeks and chest flushing pink as she squeaked, her body trembling on the grass.

At the same moment, Simon's phone beeped into life.

“Sam’s awake. Oh boy….”

From the sound of his voice in her head, Jessica's face fell flat - They had run out of time.

Jessica glanced between Caroline and her Master, bouncing nervously on her toes as she mentally spoke to him again,

“I wish we could do something for her,”

“Jess. Not to point out the obvious, but….”

The Blonde groaned and face-palmed in realization. Then, she regained the confident smirk she once had and focused it on the Brit still soaked and naked on the ground.

“Today’s your lucky day, Caroline!”

Simon tilted his head even more confused by his girlfriend’s sudden proclamation. Jessica was dancing on her tiptoes as she reached up into her Master’s ear.

“Let’s do something good, Master! Wish to have that boy notice her, maybe? Whatever you decide!”

Simon remained stoic as his mind continued to calculate what to do. Jessica watched as Simon quietly went about gathering their things, putting his clothes back on, and leaving the two naked females waiting anxiously.

The brunette growing more confused as her body remained with a full blush and revealed to the world. She stuttered from embarrassment as she looked at the younger blonde girl.

“Wh-Who are you?”

Jessica felt her smile fall off as the young woman looked worriedly up to her. Caroline was on the verge of tears as she covered herself with both her arms.

“Jess. Comfort her. I need a moment.”

The genie nodded at her Master’s voice as she knelt down and warmly smiled to the college girl that had decided to stumble upon them.

The poor girl had just wanted to explore the gardens and escape life back home...

“You know, I have a demanding Stepmom, too.”

Caroline’s blue eyes perked up as she sniffled and looked to the Blonde Cheerleader, “R-Really?”

“Yeah,” Jessica frowned as she thought back to her memories and the newer contexts that they had found themselves.

“I found out recently she doesn’t really feel the same way about me as I felt about her, too. She’s kind of a trophy wife for my Dad. They always liked to hang out together more than with me, but it was always doing what she wanted or would like to do when she did. So I didn’t get much of a choice or do what I wanted.”

The British student sniffed,

“Th-That sounds like Bridgette. She always wanted to have father send me off to some exchange school in Switzerland”

Jessica laughed softly at that comment, “I get threatened with that a lot, too!”

A warm feeling began to swell and radiate towards the blonde girl as she saw her Master smiling proudly at his genie. The golden heart inside Jessica that had been a part of her on full display, much to Simon’s joy.

The fully clothed male held his pinky finger out to the confused Brit as Jessica raised an eyebrow. The image of a confused little boy holding out his finger entering her head.

“Like this?”

“Yeah!”

“Okay,” Simon began, “Here’s the deal, Caroline, you have to promise to be more adventurous. Not hesitate.”

What was he doing? Simon was having the young woman make him a pinky promise. On the face of it, Jessica found that adorable. There was no denying that.

But now, the young woman was staring bug-eyed at both teenagers as she gulped and stared hesitantly at them. Then, she looked to the Blonde in her own state of confusion as the younger woman stared at her Master.

“What are you….”

“Just trust me.”

Trust him. Okay, Jessica thought. Without doing much else except draw it out, the young genie nodded reassuringly to the naked college girl. Caroline outstretched her arm and wrapped her finger around Simon’s. The young woman then, finally, nodded quickly.

“O-Okay, I promise….”

“I mean it,” the young man gripped her finger firmly and stared into her.

“You have to mean it, Caroline. Promise not to hesitate.”

Not to hesitate. Now Jessica fully understood what he was trying to do. Simon was being Simon and trying to get someone to have their potential unlocked. He wouldn’t automatically do it for them.

“I-I promise. I won’t hesitate, and I-I’ll be more adventurous!” the young woman announced as she now sat on all fours and seemed to realize on a subconscious level what Jessica’s Master offered to her.

Simon nodded in affirmation, “Good.”

He then turned to his genie, who looked at the depth in his hazel eyes as the Master appeared,

“I wish that Caroline had the body that she dreamt of having. I wish she were back in her room with no memory of ever meeting us except on a subconscious and emotional level. I wish that boy she liked would ask her out, and I wish that if it doesn’t work out, then she would find the person who desires her as much as she desires them, and I wish that should she ever stray from her promise that her life would respond in a manner to get her back on track.”

Caroline vanished in an instant as Jessica moaned out. Simon grabbed the genie’s breast and stroked her from behind as they watched together. The Blonde panted before smiling wide and turning back to kiss her Master again. A puddle of fluids dripping from her once again soaking pussy.

It was worth it.

She had done something good for someone as a genie. Simon used her power to grant someone a better life than she wished for them to have.

It felt terrific; the genie’s power wielded for something to make someone’s life better. With Simon, she had a Master that was willing to make other people’s lives better.

“Ready to go home?” he asked.

She nodded, “Y-Yeah. Yeah, I think so, just let me get dressed first.”

“Nope.”

And once again, the moment was over. The genie whined and squirmed as she shook her blonde head, “Master! I don’t wanna be naked anymore!”

“You’ll soak yourself again when we get back home, Jess. So I’m keeping you naked until that’s over with.”

The young woman sighed. Her Master was right, again. She rolled her eyes and slumped against him with a pout. Jessica puffed her cheeks and stomped down her bare foot with a huff.

“Fine! Just get it over with!”

“Jess,” Simon’s voice stressed as he pressed his fingers against her leaking pussy, “Do you want me to keep you naked?”

The blonde gasped, her eyes fluttering as she felt her heart skip a beat. Assertive... Dominant...

“N-No, Master! I’m sorry for being rude, Master!” She began fidgeting nervously again in his arms as she blushed, looking down at herself. Simon was getting better at this pretty quick.

Even if he had only been kidding, one day, he might not be!

He kissed her again on her neck and let out a laugh, then whispered into her ear.

“I wish we were in the field outside school.”

Everything was set up perfectly for Kevin’s perfect day.

The teachers and staff were the first to go. The premise had been simple, and he had executed it perfectly, with Peralez having led her colleagues into the trap.

The entire teaching staff of below-35-year-old women dressed up as cartoonish stereotypes of their former selves. Although they had all sold their souls to Eastlake High School in one way or another, they could at least put out for them, too.

Every single one was an improvement, a well-deserved improvement.

Had he had Simon’s property, perhaps it would have gone over slower, more torturously for her to watch it happen under her gaze.

But he wouldn’t have his friend to thank for letting him plot and think it all out first. The enjoyable evening with Brad and his family would’ve been wasted, and he would simply have done something else on a whim.

He had more time to focus on the tools and characters in the game instead of just on leveling and doing companion quests. Simon, after everything together, had managed to make Kevin Scott’s life into one giant RPG without having to be dragged into the flipside of owning a genie that hated his guts.

The formerly-pasty-skinned teen had much more want and focus for **** against his school and those that made his life hell than to go around worried about Jessica’s existence. She had taken enough from him.

No more.

No more teasing, no more sending her lackeys or Valkyries to torment him, no more beatings or superior strength of her athlete friends to take from him, no more of Brad’s taunts and feats of bullying glee, no more inferiority, no more obstacles.

The teachers and staff would be a sight to behold as he started all at once but then was able to take his time customizing and going one by one.

His biology class with Cooper was going to be much more entertaining. She had been quite the beauty in her youth, he had assumed.

Seeing his teacher in her prime proved that beyond a doubt. Perhaps he could take her back with him to educate Natalia on proper behavior.

At what point would he let the woman responsible for every single cheerleader in his life go?

Kevin grinned. He had no plans to do that any time soon. After all, the day was young! There were surprises around every corner!

The nerd even had the pleasure of finding Samantha Harris at school early.

Ah, Sam.

He had a crush on the girl since 7th grade when she played video games all night on that Friday in summer with him and her brother.

The red-haired bombshell seemed destined to be the next Head Captain of the Volleyball team, Softball team, Field Hockey, and the Cheerleader squad simultaneously. She even filled in at Shortstop at one point for the Baseball team until the coaches got complaints.

The other teams were too distracted by Sam smoking them with looks and skill. In any case, she primarily went on to the athletics that had more feminine charm.

The nerd remembered the sight of the young woman as a cheerleader for the first time. The way she looked with that red hair tied into a ponytail in his mind since that day of freshman year.

But then, entering Senior Year, she did something Kevin considered amazing.

She quit being one of the shrieking banshees, of which Jessica became Captain.

Kevin wished that Sam could’ve supplanted the Blonde Bitch, knocked her down a peg, but that was her flaw, of course.

The two young women had been friends for as long as Kevin knew Simon. The other obstacle was that the genie’s Master wasn’t just his best friend. He was also Sam’s brother.

When Kevin approached with the hopes his amulet had some way around, it was dimmed when the blue flames were nowhere to be found around Sam’s body.

By comparison, that interaction was one of Kevin Scott’s nicer ones around this hellhole of a school. Even if she had jabbed him in the ribs, Sam had left an opening that would’ve once been impossible.

The raven-haired cheerleader of Eastlake had opened a rift that the formerly-pasty-skinned nerd could seize upon to impress Sam.

It seemed that Tiffany had caused quite the stir online since that fight and her affair with Jessica’s boyfriend.

As he checked his phone, Kevin smiled delightedly at seeing his conversation had at least inspired Sam to message the girl and her bot accounts back with some fire of her own.

That was going to set off a few fires in the Eastlake rumor mills. All rumor mills in this place led to one person, Tiffany.

If Kevin could find the cheerleading gossip queen, he could alter her and make her apologize to Jessica and humiliate both of them in the process!

Long enough, at least, for Sam to agree to go on a date with him.

Simon wasn’t going to stop his sister when she wasn’t under any influence. If that didn’t work, he would have to find a backup.

The search for Tiffany would wait for just a moment longer though, as much as Kevin delighted in the various ideas he had for making the young woman into another one of his growing list of Eastlake toys.

The idea of long twin pigtails, vapidly chewing bubble gum as a dimwitted whore ready to suck off the entire school came to mind. Of course, that would depend on the one thing the redhead had revealed to him in her annoyance.

Sam would be angry with Simon for skipping school, unless Simon didn’t want to show up.

If he wanted it to happen, Simon could quickly wish himself exempt from school or have the school send him on a study abroad trip. But, Kevin knew Simon wouldn’t need to come back after claiming his property. After all, Queen Jessica’s true role in life was that of a helpless, broken, little **** for his auburn-haired friend.

No more school for Jessica Edwards, no more cheerleading performances, and no more silly speeches or campaigns for Prom Queen!

She was nothing. She would always be nothing but a tool---less than human.

It was almost 7:25 already. Kevin knew that his friend would’ve arrived no later than that normally. So the teenager decided to enact the next phase of his plan.

Morning Announcements.

With control of the school and its staff, Kevin simply strolled into the main office and to the newly smiling and perky Ms. Froman.

Once a 62-year-old stern-old hag of a secretary, the current version was a still wearing glasses, only now they were in a bright red frame, her costume – a more apt term for her outfit – was all in on Eastlake’s school spirit. A sleek black tank top showed her perked nipples trying to press through the vibrant red lettering of the school’s logo and a gold micro-skirt that gave Peralez’s dress a run for shortest skirt line.

He took the papers from her desk, altering them and writing more down in her pen when she wasn't paying attention, then smiled at the woman and marveled at the springs and curls done up like an 80’s haircut in a red bandana while getting a peek at her much younger cleavage trying to escape.

“Here you go, Ingrid!” he smirked with a grin.

The woman winked back at Kevin as her voice now sounded as smooth and recognizable as velvet, a bubbly hop at the end as she said each word into the microphone.

“Good Morning, Eastlake! Here are your morning announcements! Mhm! –

Today’s lunch of the Tuna Special will be replaced by Taco Tuesday! Don’t forget to line up as the Queso drips hotly from your tongue! With yummy gooey churros for dessert!”

“FUCKING YES!” a sophomore yelled out in excitement from outside the office.

Ingrid giggled and continued.

“Seniors! Don’t forget to vote in the next round for Prom King and Queen. After all, you don’t want to make the wrong choice! With the latest tally, the race is wide open!

The football team will be holding emergency tryouts for the game on Friday! But we all know the reason for that is because a certain SOMEONE couldn’t keep it in their pants! Coach Ranken hopes to keep our Perfect Season alive! Oh, Coach, we wanted perfection, but you’ll just have to settle for getting fucked over by your own team when we forfeit! Metaphorically speaking, of course! Or am I?

As a reminder to all students, Eastlake is a proud partner in the fight against bullying – when it wants to be, because let’s face it! We’re all a bunch of fucking hypocrites!

To continue our anti-bullying pledge, Eastlake is proud to remind all students that those in authority positions have let you down constantly! All previous perpetrators of bullying or teasing are to be given back their **** tenfold! After all, we can only defeat bullies by working as a team! So follow the examples of our Eastlake Tiger's Teacher Team today, and show those you know have suffered our appreciation! So if you know anyone who has put people down to get to the top, it’s your responsibility to make them the true outcast! Not worthy of being human beings!”

Kevin grinned darkly as he watched the vapid woman continue to read to the unsuspecting students at Eastlake. He had added in a line just for the hell of it.

Simon was in fucking Italy, and Sam had no idea.

“That is especially true for any certain Captain of the Cheerleading squad or leaders of the Football team! Speaking of the Cheerleading Squad, all Varsity Cheerleaders are to report to a special practice by Coach Peralez in the A Gym after school at 3:45! Don’t forget Tigers! Spirit Week is around the corner! Be sure to show everyone your stripes! I know I will! Hehehehe! growwwwllll!”

The formerly-pasty-skinned nerd smiled in a satisfying delight as he watched the blue flames dancing in the speakers outside the office and across the school, dancing away into the minds of the unsuspecting student body.

Watching the entire student body turn on his tormentors for him would be a joy. But, as it now stood, it was the football team’s turn to be treated like garbage - the social heirachy was being turned upside down. The refuse would rise as the golden boys and girls would collapse under the **** of their classmates. Then, he wouldn’t have to lift a finger.

Kevin knew of his pact with Simon. He couldn’t mess with Jessica directly, but she wouldn’t dare want to set foot inside Eastlake again if she knew she was a target.

This was no longer the Blonde’s kingdom.

And he would enjoy every second of this moment.

Just in case, though, he needed to let Simon know it wouldn’t be a good idea to bring his genie **** back to school. While he expected him not to show, there was always the benefit of the doubt. Better to stay on Simon’s good side and encourage him to keep exploring the world with his ****... Leave the school to me...

Kevin was even a bit jealous of how fast his friend had broken free of Eastlake’s hold on him.

As he marched through the hallways, he saw a group of juniors surrounded and giving the business to one of the football team members that had hung around with Brad. Two basketball team members soon flanking the poor bastard as the young man in the collared shirt attempted to explain himself when cornered. His gelled hair was standing up on end long before the nerves caught up to it.

The subliminal effect of Ingrid’s voice during the announcements would be enough to trigger any of them. Kevin would make sure of that.

Though, this would also have the added effect of learning something else about Simon. His friend said certain people would’ve been immune to the amulet. Sam was obvious.

But who else? With everyone listening to the announcements, he could find out firsthand.

Who did Simon want to keep from being altered besides his sister? And why?

Kevin exited the school through the front doors and pulled out his phone to text, opening the window where he left off with Simon.

His friend had successfully given him full reign of the school.

Kevin Scott, King-No, Emperor of Eastlake.

That had a nice ring to it, much better than Brad Myers or Jessica Edwards. As if on cue, a familiar face passed through the doors as she smiled at him.

Excellent.

Everything was coming together as it meant to be. Soon the bell would ring, and all those trapped inside would be nothing more than his playthings and subjects, **** to atone and answer for their arrogance and crimes by entertaining him to his whims.

All because the former King and the Queen of Eastlake High School underestimated Simon Harris.

Kevin failed to look up from his phone as he started to text. He would really have to find a much more impressive way to thank him once all was said and-

“Hey, Kev.”

“HOLY FUCK!”

Kevin Scott threw his arms in shock, along with his phone, as he stared pale-faced and wide-eyed at the sight of his friend in front of him. His **** girl wrapped happily in a hug around his waist, both with their backpacks on.

“S-Simon!?”

Simon tilted his head with his customary look of confusion, with no idea at how much terror the sight of him spiked in his friend.

“What?”