Is it weird that you miss Adonis right now?

"What exactly am I looking at here, Jaasi?" You ask looking down at the scroll unfurled in your hands as you trudge up the grassy hill.

"It's a Writ of Royal Lineage, silly. It's what shows people you are a Prince, it's got a fancy seal and everything!"

The periwinkle genie is skipping cheerfully at your side, stretching her arms wide and doing a little twirl as you frown down at the curly calligraphy on the document.

"So it's like a birth certificate?"

"I don't know, what's a birth certificate?"

"It's like a participation award for being born that tells people who you are." You grumble frowning at the gilt in the illuminated manuscript. It does look impressive...

"Then I want to say yes, but more Royal and stuff. See? The seal, look at the cool wax seal! It's super official looking." The raven-haired beauty pops her head up over scroll and taps the embossed lump of red wax insistently.

Apparently she is proud of the seal but you can't make heads or tails of the rest of the document. With a sigh you roll it back up and stash it in your satchel at your side. That's another thing...

Just in the short walk up this hill you are beginning to suspect that your current situation is more than the result of 'unorthodox' hiring practices for a fantasy themed entertainment company.

Even if you dismiss the vague, jumbled memory of a near-**** experience, none of this makes any sense. Where is everyone? There is no cast, no crew, no cameras or any audience... in fact no sign of any other people other than Jaasi in the whole time since you woke up.

...and then there is Jassi; no matter how you ask her she continues to insist that she is a real life magical genie - your genie in fact and you are her Prince bound by the magic of your wishes. Either she is deadly serious about not breaking character or she is, as mad as it might sound, exactly what she keeps saying she is. The worrying part is you are beginning to suspect the latter might be true.

It's all in the little details that are beginning to pile up. For instance when you had inquired about her lamp she had gotten a bit huffy with you. What was so great about lamps she had wanted to know? Why was everybody so keen on some smelly old brass antiques when they could have her shiny gold ring? The same ring you are wearing on your hand right now, in point of fact. Rings never went out of style after-all - not like stuffy old lamps.

The ring is very pretty you have to admit, warm to the touch and sparkling gold in the sun as you crest the hill and use the vantage point to take in the countryside around you. There are no signs of human habitation for miles around - it just didn't make sense - but the glimmer of light reflecting off water not too far off sets your course. Where there is water there is life and a vague memory of dying from thirst cements the decision to head in that direction.

Where the hell are these rogue memories and unsettling flash-backs to strange events coming from?

Jassi walks ahead of you, stretching her arms up over her head with a pleased sound and you forget your worries to just appreciate all her trim, athletic flesh glowing in the warm midday sun. You could bounce quarters of that pert young ass, clad only in stylized bikini bottoms and wafting silks.

"It's so nice to be out in the world again!" She proclaims, bouncing lightly on her bare feet and setting certain parts of her deliciously a-jiggle. "I was beginning to think I was never going to be found again!"

"So what, you were locked away in a Cave of Wonders or something?" You ask absently trying to get a bead on the best way down to the stream.

"Cave of Wonders?" she laughs spinning to face you, walking downhill backwards with effortless grace, "You found me, remember? Stashed away in that little cleft in the mountainside and forgotten. Well since my amazing self was there I guess you should call it a Cleft of Wonders."

Cleft of Wonders, ha! You are growing increasingly interested in exploring her 'Cleft of Wonders'.

"No one could ever forget you Jaasi, I didn't even know you and still I crossed half the world to meet you."

"Aaaaaw, you're so sweet, my very own Prince Charming!" She beams and raises up on tip toe to plant a plum colored kiss on your cheek before skipping off again.

That's another little detail, were you this tall before? You can't be sure but you are definitely feeling fitter, your city-boy ass should have been sweating buckets walking up and down country hills like this. Neither did you think you were ever this smooth with the ladies...

"Yeah, Prince Charming." You say thinking back to the indecipherable scroll in your satchel bag, "Prince of what exactly?"

She spins around to look back at you, her lavender brow creased adorably in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

You boggle at her innocent look of puzzlement. Hadn't she thought this through? What did she think a Prince was?!

"Well... what am I a Prince of? What lands do I own? Which people do I rule? Do I have guards or any wealth at my command? A castle... at least tell me I have a castle!" You blurt out feeling a bit rudderless all of a sudden. She just looks thoughtful, one finger on her chin as she looks skywards in contemplation.

"Uuuum, no. Nothing like that. Is that important?"

So... what? You are just a Prince in the vaguest sense of Prince-hood? Only in title with nothing at all to your name? How are you supposed to make that work?! All hail the Prince of Nothing - no thanks!

You feel shell-shocked and must look it too because Jaasi has hurried back to your side and takes you gently by the hand leading you onward towards the sound of babbling water.

"None of that matters Baby! You are my Prince all handsome and dashing, if you want all the other stuff then we will sort it all out. I am your genie after-all, bound to help you as just like you wished for!" A mischievous gleam has entered her golden eyes as she pulls you to the bottom of the hill and towards a stand of trees that sprout up around the flowing stream ahead. "We'll go find a rich Princess or three that we like the looks of and take them for everything that they have! ...maybe even take them too. How does that sound?"

What on earth is this sexy lilac vixen proposing?!

"Come on, I will show you what I mean..." She whispers coyly before disappearing into the verdant foliage ahead of you.

"Can't I just wish for it!?" You call after her but a playful giggling noise and the splashing of water is her only reply.

Tugging your travelling cloak free of a tangling tree limb with a curse you stumble out of the bushes onto the serene banks of the stream with all the grace of a drunken buffalo.

That's another detail in the long tally of observations leading you to believe this is more real than some elaborate setup; your clothing. It's rather fine in quality rather than the flimsy costume piece you had expected. A handsome royal navy blue doublet trimmed in gold and silver embroidery fits your rugged frame like the textbook example of bespoke tailoring. A pristine, spotless white silk shirt beneath it feels like the smoothest cream against you skin and matching white trousers... no, breeches hug your ass and thighs as though made to measure before being tucked into cuffed, calf high boots of the most supple leather.

All in all you look extremely Princely which fits the theme but surely the sheer quality and fit of the clothing goes way beyond the bounds of 'costuming'. This is spare-no-expense luxury! No-one dresses someone like this and then drops them into the middle of the country-side for no reason.

"Oh I cannot tell you how much I've missed the water... and swimming! Mmmmmmph but it feels sooo~ good!"

Jaasi is in the water.

Jaasi is in the water and Jaasi is naked.

Floating on her back, her midnight hair a dark cloud floating about her blissful face your lavender Genie is luxuriating in slow moving stream like the very picture of a dazzling water nymph. Her pert tits draw your eyes like magnets, the dusky magenta mounds topped with perfect, little violet nipples that your fingers twitch to play with. There's no sign of her red bikini anywhere so you guess it just dissolved? Who cares right now, Jaasi is-

"Come on in already, the water is great!" she calls splashing away happily and rolling over in the water to flash you the curve of her tight little lilac tooshie.

You don't need telling twice with the recent memory of fatally drying out in the desert and the promise of some wet fun times with your irrepressible companion your own clothing is discarded at a record pace only stumbling when you try to pull the breeches off over your boots in your haste. Jaasi's laughter tinkles across the water as you hop unsteadily on one foot wrenching the offending boot free and tossing it into the bushes.

At last you are in a state of nature and stumbling into the water when something heavy thwacks against your thigh and you look down in alarm - Jesus, it's a goddamn snake!

Wait, no it's your goddamn snake. That seals it, your big, swinging dick is the final nail in the coffin of reality vs fantasy because that monster is not part of your original package deal! Holy shit, this was all real...

How did you not notice this swinging hammer betwixt your legs before? Those breeches were a pretty snug fit, could they be bigger on the inside? Did you now own a pair of magical Doctor Who breeches?

"Ooooooh! I think I did a really great job on you, do you like?"

"A great job? You did this to me?!" You mock scowl wading deeper into the water ready to get your hands on the magical little minx. A real Genie! Your real Genie!

"My Prince, handsome, charming, dashing and hung. Whatever I wanted; those were your words verbatim and so I made you exactly what I would want." Jaasi laughs backing away from you into the center of the slow moving water and shooting you a coquettish wink.

You reach out to snatch at her ankle but she slips away with a delighted squeal, kicking water back up at you before slipping beneath the sun dappled surface and vanishing from view. You cast about in futile frustration for a few long moments before small, wet hands slide up over your ribs to hug you from behind, caressing your muscular chest and torso.

"Check out these muscles, even your six pack has a six pack! A big, broad chest and shoulders to match and..." Jaasi feels deliciously warm pressed up against you back as one of her questing hands reaches behind you to paw at your bare muscular ass, "Mmmmm yeah, a round, firm butt! But my favorite feature is right here..."

You are about to twist in her grasp to seize the giggling little tease when her hands reach down and grab you by the proverbial tether knocking the fight right out of you.

"...I spent a really long time working on this Big Guy! He had to be just perfect for my perfect Prince!" She titters in self congratulation then begins gently teasing and stroking you under the water, coaxing you to full Princely glory, "Here, let me give you the full demonstration of what he can do!"

What? Is she offering to take you on a test drive of your own, if admittedly new, dick? Now you're certain this Prince stuff is for real it's time to begin acting like it! Handsome, Dashing, Charming... Hung.

Gently taking Jaasi's hands and pulling them away from your fast growing excitement, you gently turn to face her; her small hands clasped lovingly in your own, you look deep into her golden eyes and try to avoid skewering her through the belly with the massive meat lance jutting down below - you are trying for a tender moment here.

"Jaasi..."

"Yes?" she chirps brightly staring up at you expectantly. Jesus would she let you finish?

No, no... come on - tender moment time, this is important.

Still, you place a single quieting finger over her lips just to be sure.

"Jaasi, I want you to know that I realize just how much you have done for me. I was dead in that desert and you saved my life then changed my life. I don't know where we are or what comes next but I want you to know that I am more than excited to face the future with the most beautiful and wonderful and talented genie any man could have wished for. So thank you."

With your piercing eyes locked on hers you watch as her cheeks and neck flush violet, she is blushing - she is seriously too cute for words! Slowly bending down and lifting her chin up to bring her lips to meet yours - you can almost hear the orchestra playing the sweeping soundtrack to mark your first, passionate kiss with this exotic, mythical beauty.

Letting her bright golden eyes slowly close, she softly puckers her sweet plum lips ~aaaand... Here. It. Comes.

With an audible 'Nommm', Jaasi opens her mouth and takes your quieting forefinger between her full lips with a hungry moan. Suckling and slurping she starts sliding her pursed purple bow of a mouth up and down the extended digit like she was desperately bobbing for apples.

Huh.