Janey, her involuntary "friend"

Kirsty groaned as she saw through the peephole was Janey McAvish. A girl from school that claimed to be her friend, but Kirsty never reciprocated that feeling for the bubbly always-happy lunatic. I mean, who would, with her infectious smile, her jolly hyperactivity, her almost naive need to make friends with everybody, just look at her through the door, rocking back and forth with a happy smile despite it being a school morning. She must be some kind of insane.

Kirsty banged her head against the door at the annoying sight, groaning again as she unlocks the thing and opens up to see her fully. She was a true model of perky high school girl you’d find in a movie; curves, yet remaining thin, a sizeable chest around D’s at the minimum, a cute butt sitting on top of long legs, and a cute face with wide blue eyes. Today she seems to be wearing her usual clothing of having her long waist length straight hair tied up in a fluffy ponytail, with its blonde color gradiented by a shade of pink, her forehead having a yellow fluffy sweatband, as well as her wrists (No doubt because she jogged here usually), a black sports bra underneath a Belly exposing long sleeved shoulderless top colored a deep blue, which also matched her low-waisted bellbottoms and her sneakers. Real hippie vibes radiating off of her, Kirsty always thought.

Kirsty glared and said with emphasis that she was not happy to see her, “Hey, Janey…”

Janey ignored the tone and smiled back, about to greet her in her cutesy tone that she always did until she looked at her, stopped her rocking and looked Kirsty up and down, pouting as she registered her friend-in-her-mind-only's appearance. Janey’s demeanor changed to one of concern as she clicked her tongue and said, “Your bro dressed you in humiliating clothing while you were asleep again, Buttslut? I have no idea why he would do this to you, I always was good friends with him.”

Kirsty blushed, annoyed at her gaze and casual observance, but sighed as she remembered that Chris too was a victim of her perky behaviour, but Janey wasn't aware of his perversions, or tried to ignore it for the sake of her friend-collecting. For the need of simplicity of having to explain the script scenario, she admitted the real reason as she looked down at herself, “Yeah, Buttslut hates this curse you left on Buttslut…”

But she blinked, and thought about what she said. Janey cursed her? But how? But of course as she thinks this on cue, she recalls back to the incident of complaining about having nothing to wear, and made the mistake of wishing out loud, “I wish that I didn’t have the hassle of choosing what I had to wear anymore…” While Janey Make-A-Wish was right within earshot.

Wait, Janey Make-A-Wish? Kirsty nervously trailed her eyes back to Janey after looking down at herself, and saw that she was in her sexy outfit mandatory of all genie girls; golden circlet and permanent wrist cuffs, A blue strapless bra/top with a gold ring holding the cups together, harem pants and pointed genie shoes of the same color, and richly tanned skin on her busty curvy form of large F-cups and wide bellydancing hips, hair stuck in a large genie ponytail.

Kirsty was **** to acknowledge the memories of her supposed friend being a genie the whole time, recalling the times in which she held her bottle prison in her locker, then proceeded to trying to use it as a dildo right then and there, and letting her free accidentally. Unfortunately, the bottle was busted from her attempts to fuck it, so she came out weird. Janey became not only free, but at the same time **** to grant wishes to anyone, not just the holder of the bottle, which as since long been destroyed from her escape. Sadly, she wasn’t useful to Kirsty at all, since it seems that the sexual juices from the attempted masturbation ended up with her only able to grant sexy wishes that always hinder the wisher such as Kirsty gaining the buoyant anime boobs and juicy ass from her original two wishes, though oddly, only Chris ended up getting an immunity somehow that not even Janey remembers, But Kirsty can make a damn good guess, considering what she knows right now…

“You want me to help you get changed? I know we’re running late and all, so maybe you can chance it with a wish, but I still haven’t gotten it down how to fix my problem yet…” Janey whines, looking sheepish and pushing her index fingers against each other.

Kirsty rubbed her forehead with a headache coming on, and wasn’t sure she should chance it, Since everybody seems to know about her curse already, but no less makes fun of her and throws lewd comments at her anyway, but at the same time this was a pretty bad look, that it may be worth a wish, since she doubts it could get any worse. At any rate, she better decide quick, as no doubt Chris is going to catch on and might decide to follow them, or worse, mess with them further.

“Urgh, it annoys Buttslut to say it, but Buttslut…”