Main Story Arc: Forgetfulness

Ellechemy stood in the middle of her cum-covered room, still dripping with her own massive load. She glared at Sarina.

“I wish his wishes no longer affect me.”

Sarina didn’t even hesitate.

“Denied,” she said simply. “You can’t undo wishes. Just like Steven can’t undo his. That’s one of the rules.”

Ellechemy’s arms crossed over her chest as she let out a frustrated huff, pouting like a child who’d been told no.

As the post-orgasm fog continued to lift, a clearer thought finally settled in her mind.

Steven had made that rebound wish as a safety net. He probably thought it would keep her in check. But now that she knew about it… it also meant he might get bored. He might decide the Ellechemy situation was too much trouble and just move on to wishing for other things.

She wasn’t going to give him that easy out.

“I wish,” she said slowly, “that Steven has no idea that the people in his wishes also get wishes.”

Sarina’s pink eyes lit up with genuine amusement. A slow, wicked smile spread across her face.

“Ohhh,” she purred, tilting her head. “Now you’re thinking.”

She snapped her fingers.

The magic took hold instantly.

Sarina disappeared from Ellechemy’s room and reappeared in Steven’s apartment in a swirl of pink smoke.

Steven was sitting on the edge of his bed now, holding his head with both hands.

“My mind feels weird…” he muttered, rubbing his temples.

Sarina floated there silently, watching him with a smirk.

Steven knew Ellechemy’s triggers worked on him for real. He even remembered that she got affected by them too whenever she used them on him. But for the life of him, he couldn’t remember why he had made that rebound wish in the first place. Every time he tried to think about it, a sharp headache started forming behind his eyes.

He eventually gave up.

“…Whatever,” he mumbled, standing up. “I’m done with this Ellechemy shit for now.”

He started pacing, mind already moving on.

He had a genie. Unlimited wishes (as far as he knew). Why was he still stuck on one woman when he could have anything?

Ex-girlfriends. Money. Fame. Power. Health. Pornstars.

His thoughts drifted through all of it.

Eventually, he settled on something practical.

“I wish that my body is perfectly healthy and immune to all diseases and viruses. I’ll never be sick, never have headaches, never have stomachaches — just perfect health. Strong white teeth that are immune to cavities. Never any grey hair. And for shits and giggles… my body from the lower neck down is completely hairless. No body hair at all.”

Sarina snapped her fingers with a visible frown.

The wish took effect immediately. Steven felt a strange warmth spread through his body, then nothing. He felt… fine. Better than fine, actually. Clear-headed. Healthy.

But Sarina looked genuinely disappointed.

This wish only affected him. No one else was involved. Which meant no one else got a wish. No chaos. No delicious consequences.

She was clearly bored by it.

Steven didn’t notice her mood. He was already moving on to the next idea.

A slow grin spread across his face.

“I wish that Sophie Dee is head over heels in love with me. She decides to leave her husband to be with me because no one turns her on more or makes her feel happier than I do.”

Sarina’s expression shifted into something more intrigued.

She snapped her fingers.

Then disappeared without another word.