Main Story Arc: Rebound

Steven sat there for a few seconds, staring at his phone as it kept buzzing. Then it clicked.

He grinned.

“Sarina!” he shouted.

She appeared instantly in a swirl of pink smoke, already smirking like she knew exactly what he was about to say.

“I wish that when Ellechemy triggers me, they trigger her too,” he said quickly. “Making me horny makes her horny. Making me feel pleasure makes her feel pleasure. Making me orgasm makes her orgasm. That should slow her down a bit…”

Sarina’s smirk widened into something sharp and delighted.

She snapped her fingers without a word.

The pink spark shot out and vanished.

Then she disappeared again.

Ellechemy was lying back on her bed, phone in one hand, her massive cock in the other.

She had been spamming him with triggers nonstop — “pleasure,” “horny,” “pleasurable” — over and over, getting off on how wrecked he must have been. But now something was wrong.

Every time she sent one, the effect rebounded on her.

Her cock was painfully hard, throbbing and leaking heavily onto her stomach. Waves of intense pleasure kept rolling through her body without warning. The more she tried to dominate him through text, the hornier and more **** she became. Her mind was getting foggy. She was panting, hips twitching, jerking herself off with one hand while still trying to type with the other.

“F-fuck… what the hell is happening—” she hissed, but another “horny” trigger she had just sent hit her like a ****. Her back arched as fresh need slammed into her.

She was losing control fast.

In a moment of **** frustration, she typed the one phrase she knew would **** an orgasm.

Ellechemy: cum now slut.

The second she sent it, the trigger fired on both of them.

Ellechemy’s eyes rolled back as the orgasm tore through her. Her massive cock jerked violently in her grip and exploded. Thick, heavy ropes of cum shot out in powerful, messy bursts — far more than any normal person could produce. It just kept coming. Over a gallon of hot, thick cum sprayed across her stomach, chest, face, and the bed around her. It splattered loudly, pooling in heavy puddles, coating her new body in a ridiculous, humiliating mess.

She laid there twitching and gasping, completely drenched, chest heaving.

For a few seconds, the fog finally cleared.

Then the anger hit.

“That little fucker,” she growled under her breath, wiping cum out of her eyes.

She sat up, still covered in her own massive load, and glared at the empty air.

“I wish the genie would stop granting his wishes,” she said coldly.

Sarina appeared again, looking mildly amused.

“Sorry,” the djinn said with a shrug. “He’s my master. He has full control over me. Only he can wish me to leave him. Another part of the rules.”

Ellechemy’s jaw tightened. She was still panting, still covered in cum, and now even more pissed off.

She started thinking out loud, pacing slowly while Sarina watched with open entertainment.

“Okay… I can’t stop him from wishing. That’s off the table.” She ran a hand through her cum-slicked hair. “I already have the rebound effect now, which is annoying as fuck. I could wish to make my triggers stronger on him… but that might just make the rebound worse for me too.”

She kept pacing, cock still half-hard and dripping between her thick thighs.

“I could wish to know everything he’s planning… or wish that he can’t wish against me anymore. Or maybe wish that every time he cums, it makes him more submissive to me. Or… I could just go nuclear and wish that he becomes my permanent, obedient toy with no free will left.”

She stopped and looked at Sarina.

“Or I could wish something that forces him to come to me in person. Make it so he physically can’t ignore me anymore.”

Sarina just smiled, arms crossed, clearly enjoying every second of Ellechemy trying to outthink the situation she was now in.

Ellechemy wiped more cum off her chest and muttered, “I need to be smart about this. One wrong wish and I could make things even worse for myself.”

She glanced at her phone, still covered in her own massive load.

“…But I’m not letting that little shit get away with this.”