Maybe a little too much!

Rosemary once again emerged from her lamp... Albeit in the middle of something. "Oh gods! Use me, Zane!" Rosemary said as she was rubbing her own breasts and moaning. She then paused as she noticed she was out of the lamp again. "Oh, that was quick."

He blushed heavily, trying to ignore what she had been doing. "...I speed walked a bit," he admitted, drawing a spell circle on the ground with a piece of chalk. While he did prefer magic that didn't require prep time, he did know a few forms that did. Specifically soul based rituals, and he also learned some healing spells this way, everything else though, he needed Rosemary as a reference for.

As he drew the spell circle, Rosemary grimaced at how it wasn't a perfect circle. "You're being clumsy with your chalk Zane, that will reduce your spell's chance of success by about ten percent. Do you want me to do it for you?" she asked after she composed herself.

"Rosemary, this is a soul based ritual, I have a natural affinity for this kind of spell, given my heritage. I'd have to actually try to fail at it to screw it up," he replied, confident his ability with this type of magic would compensate for the slightly sloppy circle.

"Interesting, part of me, the teacher part wants to argue, but the other part of me, the Djinn just wants to suck your cock and praise you. Which should I do?" Rosemary asked.

He blushed heavily, but finished the spell circle. "Just... just lay in the circle, would you?" he asked, pushing down the temptation to take her up on the latter for now.

"As you wish," she nodded, laying down without further complaint.

He began uttering the incantation, making the spell circle glow. As he said, despite the slight clunkiness of the drawing, his magic made up the difference, and Rosemary felt it probing her very soul. The Lamp, having nothing to hide, encouraged Rosemary to not resist. Not that Rosemary was planning to resist an order from her Master anyhow.

As the spell worked, script emerged, translating all readings the spell was forming, giving Zane a picture on what changed. "...holy shit, this is a lot of Soul Script..." he muttered, trying to take it all in, reading through it quickly to get a read on how Rosemary was different.

"Mind if I play with my boobs more while you're at it?" Rosemary requested. "Or my pussy? But I need your permission to touch my pussy."

"Hold on a sex... Sec!" he corrected himself hastily, blushing heavily. He read that the part of Rosemary that was her old self was still there, fully, but... Not even trying to resist the new genie self. There was a deep sexual submission, and her mind... Expanded well beyond normal human limits. There was more to it, words that made no sense in the script, as the magic of the lamp wasn't of those world, so difficult for his own spell to translate. In fact, it seemed like the Lamp was helping it along as much possible, which was a part of why it worked to "diagnose" her at all. "Rosemary, how much of this can you explain?" he asked after a moment.