Master's Lesson

Damnit Kevin!

They'd been friends for almost ten years, and Kevin was using that familiarity against him. Simon knew the guy would try something to get him flustered to distract from helping Jess, but this was low, damnit!

“Thank you for calling me pretty yesterday.”

His teacher was flirting with him. Openly. In class!

The Hispanic woman with her new body, in her scandalous gold mini-dress, now constantly leant over him as he tried to work.

“What’s wrong, Simon? Your Spanish was so good yesterday? Don’t you understand?”

Peralez rubbed her hands down his arms and pressed her breasts into his head from behind. Simon froze up until her fingers tapped on the emerald of the ring on his finger. That triggered his first reaction, clenching his fist and responding in Spanish as spoken to him.

“Senora Peralez, you’re acting strange. Please stop.”

Saying please wasn’t exactly going to get him out of this situation, but his teacher became immediately flustered and backed away, instead focussing on the member of the cheerleading squad sitting next to him by perching herself on Simon's desk.

“Cassie, would you like to try phrasing the question?”

Her faux accent today seemed **** and outrageous, and her ass was now sticking in his face in full view. Simon’s scowl and flushed face grew in strength and he **** himself to keep reading the notes on his phone about the exact changes Kevin had made to her.

Body Alterations? Background and Ethnicity Changes? **** Fetish? Masochistic? Moving her into Myers Manor?

Natalie-sorry-Natalia Peralez was seemingly aware of what had happened to her but was incapable of stopping herself without explaining her actions. The poor woman was trapped in the body of a bimbo, **** to act as Kevin's toy and he hadn't even spared her the indignity by at least making her ignorant of how she used to be.

That's low Kevin.

Simon had to admit, Kevin texting her to distract him from telepathic communication with Jess was a good strategy in principle; And if Simon had no idea what Kevin had done, the teacher would’ve caught him entirely by surprise.

But Simon was very much aware of what was happening.

He felt frustration, and his emotions building as his teacher’s attempts at seduction became increasingly overt. Simon had Jessica. As attractive as his friend had made his teacher, and even if he could do what he wanted, Simon’s loyalty to his genie made Peralez’s actions increasingly annoying. He growled quietly and thought of another plan.

Kevin had changed a lot about Peralez, but one thing Simon never found was a change of POV about Jessica.

That made him curious. Of all the things Kevin changed around school and the teacher herself, why wasn’t that part of it? Jessica was the Head Cheerleader; Peralez had coached her through their time at High School.

He still needed to find a way to interrogate the Latina on his terms, though. That **** fetish that perverted friend of his placed on her would be an excellent place to start.

“Simon!” the teacher’s voice sang out in front of his class.

Now what?

He looked up as the teacher bounced and tugged at the bottom of her tight dress. She waved the piece of chalk in her hands as the Latina bounced, “Now if you know this one, I’ll give you more extra credit!”

Her voice switched to Spanish again and asked him sweetly, “What are you doing after class?”

Simon’s brain flipped again, and he frowned. Enough of this.

“Getting you to tell me what Kevin told you to do to me.”

Her eyes widened as she anxiously glanced around the class - it was unlikely anyone else would understand their conversation in fluent Spanish, but she obviously hadn't expected to be challenged in public like this. Nervously, she tottered on her heels and began to nod, increasingly anxious as it became clear that the young man had some idea about what was going on.

“S-S-Si. Si! Simon! Very good. P-Please see me ... Uh... after class...”

A series of noises emerged from classmates as they smirked and muttered among themselves. Cassie poked her head underneath his chin, her eyes wide as she looked up at him with some concern.

“Simon? Is everything okay?”

“Huh? Oh. Yeah, yeah, I’m good,”

Simon attempted to focus again. He opened his tablet and looked over the contents, but Cassie had not removed her head. The young bob-cut pixie continued looking at him worriedly.

“B-Because if you’re not okay, you can tell me.”

“I’m fine,” he replied sternly, looking down at her with a frown.

Cassie pouted. Simon sighed and tried his best to muster a smile to reassure her, “Really. Just a little frustrated right now with something, that’s all. Sorry. Once I clear it up, I should be good.”

“Okay,” Cassie mumbled worriedly but retreated to her desk.

He really didn’t like being a jerk, but Simon’s concern was now growing based on what he had relayed to Jessica. He had instructed his genie to use her abilities to get around Kevin and the younger Mrs. Cooper, but the rest of the staff were still an issue.

What happens when an entire teaching staff suddenly becomes all sexualized women under the age of 35?

Kevin making a fetish out of every teacher based on their subject seemed like his MO, but he wasn’t one to think about how to explain something like that. How would reality adjust to something like that? One teacher having their life altered would potentially alter the lives of others around them.

But altering an ENTIRE SCHOOL? It couldn’t just be made into coincidence. There would have to be a hidden web of influence to get the entire school board to hire teachers like that. Of course, that would also mean the people who funded and donated to the school and ran their campaigns... The butterfly effect would be monumental... Wouldn't it?

So he told the app to find out. The loading bar appeared and used an algorithm to track and calculate the potential risk involved. If it were made permanent, that would also mean the magic used wouldn’t dissipate.

How big of a mistake did he make in creating this thing?

He was thankful he chose to minimize its scope, but the power involved in creating it nearly knocked out Jess on the spot. Her pussy juices had coated the table and dripped into a puddle on the floor, her body coated in sweat. Obviously, the genie was not used to wielding her magic in such a powerful way. Simon had calculated that, but the amount of magic released to alter reality was on a scale way beyond what was needed to make him fluent in every language.

“Master!”

As if on cue, the genie’s voice entered his mind again. The pleasant tone and relief in it brought a smile to his face.

“How’d it go, Jess?”

The genie huffed inside his head, and he could envision her pout from across the campus as she spoke to him.

“I could’ve done without watching that smug asshole fucking Cooper over the desk in front of me, but your plan was a complete success, Master! He’s now down to 3. Just don’t make me watch that again, though. Ugh!”

He smiled and chuckled inside his head.

“Good job, Jess! I knew you’d be able to handle this!”

“Thank you, Master!”

Simon snickered as he detected the pride in her voice as well as some regained self-assuredness on her part.

“Now, what about you? That bastard hasn’t **** my poor Master to make love to my Coach, has he?”

“To be honest, Jess. It’s kind of hard when the gorgeous woman pressing her breasts into the back of my head isn’t you...”

“She did what!”

“Don’t worry, Jess... I need you to go to the nearest bathroom stall and act like you’re going to the restroom.”

“Why?”

“Don’t question me, Jess. Go to the nearest bathroom and sit in a stall like you’re about to pee. Take a piss if you have to, but stay on the toilet until I am finished.”

There was a pause.

“Yes, Master.”

Hopefully, the genie realized the only reason he would ask such a thing is that he planned to wish for something.

Simon would test Kevin’s changes, but he’d also make sure to put in place the steps that he needed to take.

With Kevin having lost the first round, he would not be in a happy mood. But, having been together in the same gaming clan as long as they had, Simon knew his friend would not settle until either **** to rage quit from the game, come out victorious in the end by outlasting his opponents, or losing by leaving himself open in his main blitz.

His friend would now start playing his cards after seeing the first ambush. Simon knew his friend was a sadist, and he would not be concerned with the consequences of his actions to achieve his ends.

This wasn’t going to be a game that he would willingly lose. Not when the stakes could grow at any moment. Simon had framed the game as a battle of wills between Kevin’s ability to control himself and Jessica’s ability to take punishment.

For Simon, the real test was in seeing how much he could influence and decide the outcome. Of course, he would protect his genie from all threats, but after the vision of the battle in his dreams, Simon knew Jessica would not be able to hide forever as she desired. She needed to become the genie she felt destined to become. And the only way for that to happen, Simon now knew, was to step up his game as well.

She had proclaimed this reality as his own.

The class began to file out the door as the bell rang. Simon remained seated but placed everything away except his tablet.

As he moved to stand up, his face stared at Cassie, noticing her still sitting next to him with a smile on her face.

“Hey, Simon. Let’s walk to class again! How about it? Hm?”

Simon smiled at her nervously and laughed, “Uh, sure, Cass! But, I need to talk to Senora Peralez. Can you wait outside the door and make sure no one comes back in?”

“Yessir!” the cheerleader hopped onto her feet and chirped.

She saluted him with her tongue sticking out. Then walked out of the classroom to shut the door behind her. The young man sighed as he watched the woman stare at him from her desk, her face flushed. The Spanish teacher rolled her finger up towards him, ushering him forward. Simon frowned as he stood in front of the desk, the young teacher walking around, then pressing her new breasts toward his face as she looked at him.

“He told me that I needed to seduce you. Because you’re a good boy that needs a good reward.”

She said her Spanish in such a sultry manner that it made his face flush again as he looked away in embarrassment.

“I know you’re having sex with him, Senora. He’s blackmailing you.”

“Si.”

The teacher nodded and looked away shamefully but utterly aroused by the fact. Her hand then reached down to pull up the bottom of the metallic gold dress and reveal her pussy to her student.

“I won’t tell the others. I could even get him to stop….”

The teacher stood and smiled at him. She looked ready to embrace him and kiss him on the lips in utter relief.

“Oh, Thank You, Simon! It’s been such a nightmare! I can’t stop myself from doing what Maestro says… I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I enjoy it so much I….”

He held up his hand and kept his face frozen in a concerned frown, “But I have questions. If you don’t answer them, I’ll tell someone what’s going on. Understand?”

The cheerleader coach nodded and backed away. Her golden heels clacking as Simon stared through her intensely. The woman was shuddering under the gaze of his hazel eyes.

“Do you know what Kevin has planned for you or anyone else today?”

The teacher nodded reluctantly to him, her eyes becoming panicked as she thought about how his friend instructed and reminded her of every detail. From Simon’s perspective, he could see Peralez’s body shudder, her dark hair bounce as she relived whatever had happened that morning as a pleasurable moan escaped her lips.

“Y-Yes. Yes, I do. Maestro will have members of the faculty staff select and isolate students in detention that he considers unworthy. He plans on doing something for his gym class for 5th period. Then play with me during our class in 6th period, but cheerleading practice is most important.”

Simon's brow raised, “Why did he tell you to focus on practice?”

Peralez’s fingers twitched as she ran her palm over the front of her dress, a moan escaping from her lips as her imagination began to make her body sweat.

“H-He. He wants me to bring the team over to the Mansion on Friday Night. To say it’s for a weekend of Practice since the game was postponed due to your fight. I’m supposed to spin it as a school function for them to tell their parents. I’m to hand all of my girls over to him. Except for Jessica.”

Well, Kevin had planned for Jessica’s prominent absence. That was clear. Knowing how he handled the news, Kevin clearly wasn’t in any place to violate their contract. Judging from the nerd’s behavior, he was more than happy to let Simon be with the genie. So the amulet and strategy were serving their purpose on that front at least.

But Kevin was ready to take over as the new Ruler of Eastlake High. Simon wasn’t exactly prepared for Jessica to stop being the Queen of Eastlake for himself, either though.

“But Jessica is the Captain of the Squad. So why doesn’t he want her there?”

Peralez looked just as confused about the matter, “I tried asking that same question, but he said she was already dealt with. I’m not sure what that meant, though. I’m sure it would upset her not to be a part of this.”

Simon raised an eyebrow, “Doesn’t that make you worried about what might be happening to her?”

The teacher held her arms together in front of her, “I’m responsible for all my girls, Simon. I can’t afford to worry about just one of them. Especially Jessica... She's just...”

Simon began to frown as Peralez’s voice trailed off. When uttering the genie’s name, her coach seemed to sigh and look unsure for a moment. She then glanced at him as if something reminded her about a topic with the blonde girl. That made Simon’s body run cold, and his face became a more unresponsive stare.

“What about Jessica, Natalie?”

His voice was frosty in tone as he switched to English, sending the older woman into a panic that grew a nervous and **** smile on her face as she now shakenly matched his tongue.

“L-Listen, Jessica’s not a bad girl! She earned the votes of her teammates, but that’s only because….”

Simon’s cold stare remained unchanged, “Because?”

Shamefully the teacher looked down and took a deep breath to keep herself from going further into a panic. Peralez then looked up at Simon, a hand ready to move the left strap of her dress off her shoulders to display her breasts to the young man should the need arise, pleading for mercy with the expression on her face, letting the truth spill out.

“B-Because, your sister quit.”

Ah, yes. Simon remembered that day well. Sam refused to eat dinner, and their parents let him take it to her upstairs. She chewed him out, but her brother didn’t remember the words said. Only that she was sad, picked her dinner off the floor after knocking it out of his hands, and then thanked him and said, she’d be fine.

“Jessica’s a good cheerleader, she always does what she’s told to do, and the girl’s done everything I’ve asked her to do to the letter. I think she does her best to cheer up her teammates, but she wasn’t the squad leader I wanted for us to go far this year. I needed a girl that could push forward. That was Sam. Your sister is pure talent and Jessica’s….”

Finally, the teacher said how she truly felt about his blonde genie, “Jessica’s just one of those girls that just doesn’t have a plan after high school. She’s from a rich family. They’ve never asked about colleges or scholarship opportunities, they never had to, and she’ll never think about life after this. She just does what she's told. Her parents never seemed interested in discussing her career plans or future when I’ve met with them. Because of that, I never bothered having scouts come by to watch her or tell her to be recruited. There’s no point. I remember those types of girls when I was in school and how they behaved, so I’ve always expected that being the Head Cheerleader was just a status symbol for her….”

Another one.

Simon felt livid as he stared at the woman.

Another fucking supposed adult that let Jessica down. Someone else that had written his beloved blonde off without care who should’ve been nurturing her.

“Okay, Master, I’m on the toilet, so what now?” his genie announced.

“Why are you asking me so much about Jessica, Simon? Aren’t you more worried about what Maestro has…”

He wasn’t going to break her heart again with more knowledge about how people really felt about her. Simon’s face twisted into a darkened frown as he took a step forward and shot a hand up his teacher’s dress.

Peralez gasped as the young man’s hand now stuck three of his fingers into the pink folds of her pussy. She fell back against her desk and looked up in shock at the young man staring at her. He said nothing aloud.

The Spanish teacher held her tongue as she clutched her fingers tightly, trying not to get them to slip as Simon’s gaze hadn’t moved while his hand worked on stretching her open as wide as he could. His middle finger pressing and pushing inside of her. The embarrassment eradicated from his features and replaced with the ice-cold stoicism in place of the nervous dork everyone interacted with or knew.

“He might enjoy your prancing around like a slut, but I have no patience for your antics, do you understand?”

The gasps and stifled moans from the woman continued as she nodded in a panic. Her legs and thighs were twitching and begging to let her release.

The scruffy high schooler tilted his head in curiosity. Of course, it was not her fault that she had been **** to seduce him, but Simon saw this teacher for who she had been. Just another cog, another person who decided to become disillusioned and dissatisfied with what they had sought to be.

He could tell it from the way her eyes had begged, the changes to her body made by his friend, and the **** actions and mannerisms. Kevin wanted this to be her torment. He wanted to leave her like this and take on none of the responsibility that came with it. It came from being discarded himself, looked down upon, thought of as unsightly because Kevin did not have the same environment or support.

Well, Simon thought, let’s see how they both dealt with the hand given to them by the dealer.

“I wish Natalie Peralez was secretly in love with Kevin Scott.”

He let go of his teacher as he looked at the woman helplessly stumble as fluids trickled on her legs. The young man wasn’t willing to push further with her. Protecting his genie meant protecting her from those that had used her, deceived her, enabled poor decisions.

His cold glare remained focused on the teacher as he looked down on her and her sexualized form. The woman’s caramel-colored cleavage was bouncing as she seemed frozen under his stare.

His brow furrowed, “What Kevin made you do, I’m not worried by. I’m more worried about the fact you’ve been going along with everything. Because I don’t think you want to stop him, do you?”

Peralez’s eyes widened in realization as Simon backed away from her, his fingers easing from between her spread thighs as he pulled up his backpack onto his shoulder. He then grabbed her ass from behind and **** the Latina to prop herself as high as she could in her golden heels as he growled.

“You will tell Kevin that you and I had a conversation about Jessica. But, you will not say a word of what you told me about his plans. Or else.”

Her voice trembled in arousal upon being threatened with ****, spiking her fetish, the Spanish teacher unable to stand without leaking. Her eyes were shocked.

“O-Or else what?”

“Or else I tell him the reason why you’ve been letting him do this to you is that you’re in love with him.”

“I-I…” the teacher stuttered, her face thoroughly flushed and in a total panic, Peralez weakly raising her arm out as she trembled, “Y-You can’t! He c-can’t know that! Please, I don’t want Maestro to throw me away, Simon! Talia es Bueno! Si? Si?”

The Master rolled his eyes and let her go with a disgusted and disappointed sigh.

“Then make sure you reward him in class today. Even if he’s wrong, you’ll act like he’s right. Or I will tell him what I know.”

His teacher **** a smile and nodded frantically. Simon paused and then pointed a finger, “And tell him if you aren’t covering up tomorrow, I’ll put you in something else to wear. Got it?”

“S-Si! G-Gracias, Simon!”

Simon shut the door and remained in his frozen state, standing and staring in thought as he continued to direct his genie.

“I wish all the male students in Peralez’s sixth-period class were switched with female students in her other periods after first. I wish that all the names of those switched were written down in my notebook on a blank page. I wish Kevin would be unable to stop Peralez or any student from making him get an orgasm in her class.”

There was a silence as his face returned to its normal state, and he smiled toward Cassie as she waited by the door.

“Wow. Coach really wanted to talk to you about stuff, huh?”

“Y-Yeah…um, I’m sorry about this, Cassie, but can I catch up with you later? I need to go find Jess.”

The brunette bounced on her feet and nodded, “Ohm.. ok... Sure! Tell her I said hi!”

Simon turned around and walked briskly back toward the other side of the building. Jessica’s voice now called out to him in with clear arousal,

“Master….?”

The auburn-haired boy decided to pass the students in the hallway and stepped into a nearby broom closet. Once in there, he focused and felt his feet leaving the ground again. The return of vertigo as his head spun before propped his arms up on both sides of the bathroom stall he appeared in instantly.

Jessica suppressed her moans as she fingered herself on the toilet, soaking into the bowl as her skirt and panties remained around her ankles.

“Sorry,” he announced.

The genie squeaked in alarm as her legs lifted off the ground, and she nearly squirted off the toilet seat. Her eyes looked upward, her aroused features and face became a relieved smile.

“Master!”

The blonde was delighted to see the tall and familiar form of her Master above her. Only then, she realized where he had arrived to find her. The genie panicked in a hushed tone as her face turned pink.

“Master! This is the girls’ room! Someone will catch you!”

He tilted his head and smiled, “Didn’t you already do that, Jess?”

The genie looked adorable as she squirmed on the toilet seat and pouted up at him. Her face still flushed as she had been moaning and pleasuring herself when he arrived. Simon smiled sincerely to the blonde who gazed up at him as he cupped her chin to make her eyes meet his gaze.

“I’m sorry you had to watch that, but you did very well. I’m proud of you.”

She smiled as her eyes fogged from the arousal that came from being praised. Jessica needed to be praised. She enjoyed knowing when she was helpful. It had been a feeling she had always craved. Simon wanted to give her that feeling.

“Thank you, Master… that make me happy….”

The once-nervous outcast planted a kiss on her forehead as he moved his feet out of sight and began to clean his genie with the roll of toilet paper nearby. The blonde moaned and mewed, and her lips curled upward from the care and attention she received.

He rubbed the genie’s abused ass as he saw the red marks left by something as she winced.

“Mrs. Cooper?”

Jessica pouted, “She had a whip and made me call her Mistress. She was so mean to me, Master.”

The maturing dork blushed at the thought of another female disciplining his genie, and he whispered in her ear.

“Do you want me to kiss it and make it all better?”

Simon watched as the cheerleader’s face flared and her lips pouted, her eyes wide like a puppy as she nodded her head. Then, with a flushed face, he reached back behind her and planted his lips on one of the red marks upon the genie’s soft flesh. Then her Master rubbed a red circle from where he sucked on her skin.

“Better?”

Jessica cooed and then let out a giggle at his kissing of her ass, “Yes, Master. I feel much better now.”

He leaned up from his knees and into her ear.

“You have a very naughty Cheerleading Coach, Jess,” the aroused Master growled, “And Kevin has been very naughty with her.”

Simon reached his fingers in front of her and stroked the front of the pink flesh of his girlfriend’s pussy. He watched her back shudder as the blonde let out a gasp, her fingers gripping tightly to the toilet seat as her Master whispered in her ear.

“He’s never liked being responsible and taking care of what belongs to him properly. It takes him awhile to appreciate things and a long time to trust someone unless they’re in his camp. So I’m willing to make a few sacrifices to keep him from descending onto a darker path. Especially if I know those sacrifices aren’t really on your side, Jess, do you understand?”

The blonde stared at him briefly while struggling to concentrate full as his hand remained over her. Her Master’s long fingers traced over her entrance. Jessica turned her head and looked down, nodding as her voice spoke softly.

“Yes, Master.”

The auburn-haired boy sighed as he then revealed to her what he had learned from the sexualized Spanish teacher.

“Kevin plans to control the entire Cheerleading Squad. That’s what Practice today is for, so he can set up a victory party on Friday. Peralez told me everything.”

Simon glanced up to see his genie’s eyes and face staring at him full of worry, “She didn’t do anything else to you to try and upset you, did she? Kevin would try that. He knows what….”

“Relax, Jess. I’m all right.”

Jessica’s body relaxed in relief as she placed her hand over the one that twitched in front of her pussy, and a smile appearing on her face.

“That’s good. I’m happy you’re okay, Master.”

“It did make me rather hard, though,” he pointed out, “You could remedy that for me, right?”

Jessica’s mouth instinctively opened, and she licked her lips playfully at the mention of him being hard. Because of that, her face retained its blush at the idea of committing a sexual act during school. The genie not having had sex of any kind during school hours at all.

She had come close to doing something like that but had always backed out of it.

But Simon had other ideas.

“After all, your Master’s pleasure is your pleasure, isn’t it, Jess?”

“Of course, Master,” her voice spoke in a pleasurable shudder.

Simon kept his eyes locked on the door as he unzipped his pants and allowed the blonde to focus on his hardened cock that always seemed excited to greet her. He let out a soft grunt as he felt his genie’s tongue greet him inside her mouth, a moan escaping down her throat as a result. Jessica was now entirely focused on pleasuring her Master. Simon noticed that the repeated days of his genie sucking him off were paying off with experience. While both teenagers had entered this phase of their relationship, unsure whether or not it was wrong, neither of them felt that way now.

Simon decided it best not to try and hold back and let himself cum relatively quickly into Jessica’s mouth. The process was made easier by the two’s familiarity with each other. Simon watched the blonde’s eyes remain closed as she sucked and licked as much as she could. Unfortunately, the cheerleader failed to prevent some of her Master’s essence from staining her sweater. Once she licked her lips clean and he cleaned himself with some toilet paper, the genie whined at the state of her clothes.

“Aww, I dropped some….”

Her Master wouldn’t let his genie walk around with cum stains on her shirt all day. So that meant having to replace the sweater or her entire outfit.

“That’s fine, Jess. I’ve been thinking about a new outfit for you after showing some of those cheerleader uniforms off.”

Her emerald eyes went wide in anticipation, and she smiled in excitement, “Really?”

The genie’s photographer smiled as he took out his phone, “First, Jess. Pull up your sweater and panties. I want a photo.”

“Of course, Master!”

The genie pulled the satin panties up around her once more, then flipped up the sweater until she showed both pieces of underwear that intentionally matched her eyes. She held her arms out at her side and stood attentively.

The blonde gazed those Emerald eyes up innocently as the blush formed on her face as she remembered that she was still in the bathroom stall.

“Like this? Master?”

“That’s it, Jess. Just look right at the lens.”

“Okay.”

The shutter sound effect went off as the young man smiled innocently enough. Once satisfied he placed his phone away.

“All done.”

Simon remembered to zip himself back up before he envisioned his latest idea, then held up his fingers and opened the stall door.

Snap.

Now standing, the genie hopped out of the stall and looked excitedly at herself in the mirror in front of the sink. Simon was not afraid to admit to her that his ideas were endless, but she knew that.

If Eastlake would’ve ever instituted uniforms like at a Private School, this would’ve been one of its variants, Simon thought to himself.

Jessica inspected the high black stockings, red and gold plaid mini-skirt with ruffles, red dress shoes on her feet. Then she worked her way up and spun around to bend over while a hand-pulled up her skirt to see her underwear was now black sheer and lace. The sight of which brought out a delighted smile and giggle. The photo-dork felt that painful bulge in his pants again at the prospect of his genie getting enjoyment from wearing the constant assortment of lingerie under her clothing. As Jessica continued to examine her outfit, Simon contemplated other ideas for later.

The genie brushed her tight collared black dress shirt under the gold sweater vest with a red bow tied around her collar. The final piece was sitting in her hair as a giant red bow stuck out on two sides of her head like rabbit ears. The blonde bounced with a smile as she seemed delighted with her new outfit.

Without warning, she ran over to her Master and caught him in a tight hug, his arms crushed against his chest as she nuzzled into his shirt.

“I feel so cute! Thank you, Master!”

He laughed, still nervous, blushing instinctively at the sight of her.

“You don’t have a problem looking like a schoolgirl, Jess?”

The genie rolled her eyes, “It’s definitely not as revealing as the one yesterday that you made me wear, but I love it when you dress me up, Master!”

Simon smiled as he looked at the ceiling and the rest of the girl’s bathroom, “So basically, you want me to do it all the time and never take you shopping. Got it…”

“Pfft! Very funny,” she scoffed.

The genie wrapped her arms around his neck as she reached up to kiss him again, “You know I don’t like it when people call me Jessica Rabbit, though, right, Master? But, this bow in my hair might give them ideas.”

“What if your Master thinks you’d enjoy being his personal Bunny Jess, though? You can’t say no to my....”

The door to the bathroom slammed open and both teenagers froze while two girls with familiar voices walked past them.

“I just don't get why it's such a big deal to include another round of voting for Prom, Tiff? The final vote’s next week!”

Simon recognized the dirty blonde teenage girl as Jane and the other as someone he hadn't felt like seeing again so soon.

“Look, just tell the committee something’s come up, and we have a new candidate. I’m losing control of the process already and I’m not going to….”

The raven-haired cheerleader’s eyes widened as she saw the young man standing behind the dirty blonde with her Captain currently wrapped around his shoulders and neck.

“What the fuck?! Get of here, you Creeper!”

Simon felt Jessica’s arms immediately break off, and the genie pushed herself off his chest to confront the young woman.

“Don’t you dare call him that again! EVER.”

“J-Jess?” Jane’s voice seemed more surprised at the sight of her than of Simon at that point.

“Can it!” the Queen of Eastlake high barked out, increasingly angered.

Simon’s eyes were wide in surprise as he watched his genie girlfriend clench her fist, the fire inside the Queen of Eastlake returning to her as the blonde confronted her fellow cheerleaders. The young man scowled and remained quietly in the background as Tiffany crossed her arms and glared back at the blonde Captain arrogantly.

“What can I do for you, your majesty?” the raven-haired young woman asked as her voice dripped with sarcasm.

The blonde instantly came to a halt, caught off guard by her friend’s tone.

“Y-You kn-know damn well what you can do for me. Your social media pages, the prom committee, cheating with my boyfriend, and while we’re at it, calling me an UNGRATEFUL WHORE? Why would you call me that in front of everyone, Tiff? What the hell did I do to deserve that! Have you lost your damn mind! Why are you treating me like this!”

Simon’s eyebrow cocked, and he locked his gaze at the raven-haired cheerleader.

“She called you a what?”

Jessica shivered in front of him as she glanced back. Tiffany scoffed in disbelief, and she shook her head as she laughed.

“I’m sorry, but I’m the one who lost their damn mind? Have you looked in a fucking mirror lately?”

She poked one of her long and fashionable nails into the new sweater vest on the blonde’s chest and glared into her face.

“Hanging out with Sam’s weirdo brother all weekend after your party? Then you’re telling us to make nice when he’s always around and following you? I told you he was your stalker, Jess - did he kidnap and brainwash you or something?!"

Tiffany took a menacing step forward, "I’ve invested too much time into making your Prom Queen dream come true, and you turn around jeopardizing all I’ve worked to do for you? After everything? Again? After all the work I put into getting you to this point? You take it all for granted and throw it all away for Simon Fucking Harris? He got Brad expelled, Jess! He was everything to this school! Brad had it all! Our whole season is in jeopardy now because of what he did! And you chose him over your own boyfriend? You finally had the perfect one, the perfect relationship, and you tossed it away just like you did with all the other boys I’ve let you be with!"

Jessica gawped as Tiffany's tirade continued, her megalomaniacal words echoing off the bathroom walls.

"You're an ungrateful whore because you can never be HAPPY with what I’ve given you or what I’ve done for you! You slept with that creeper after your party didn't you?! I would've covered for you but you couldn't keep it together - so yeah, I slept with Brad, but don't get it twisted, you cheated first. But that doesn't matter to you does it? Precious innocent Princess Jessica... It’s always about you, isn’t it? Why can’t you just act normal again, huh!?”

“Maybe she was doing what was best for her? Did you ever think about that?”

The three girls in the bathroom turned to the only male behind them as Simon’s hazel eyes bore through the raven-haired girl.

“Get the fuck out of here, you pervert!”

“He’s not fucking Kevin, don’t call him that!” his genie shot back, “Don’t ever call my Master those names again!”

There was a seething pause as Jane remained confused and shaken by the event and tried to reach for her phone. Simon sighed in annoyance.

“Jess,” he called out to his genie.

The blonde stopped and turned her head back to face him worriedly. Her Master only sighed and shook his head in disappointment. Tiffany wasn’t worth the effort, not yet, at least,

“Let’s go. We need to get to class.”

The genie nodded and then glared back at her former friend, their faces red. Then, she walked around and took her Master by the hand, leading him out of the bathroom.

“I can’t believe her!” the blonde cheerleader seethed inside as she growled externally.

As they walked, that anger quickly gave way to sadness as she wrapped herself around his torso again. Simon sighed and placed his hand back on her behind to pet her in comforting strokes.

“Just make it through today, Jess. Then we’ll have plenty of time to deal with her.”

He felt her head nodding against his side, “Okay...”

The young man smiled reassuringly to her, his emotions focused on helping her through these difficult times. She felt safer when he took her to each of the trials set for her,

“What’s your next class?”

The genie spoke softly and nervously again, “Um, Home Economics with Mrs. Briar….”

Her green eyes gazed up at her Master curiously, “What about you?”

Simon thought about his second class across the building, “It’s supposed to be Anthropology with Mr. Weaver...”

He sighed and slumped his shoulders, “Though, I suspect it’s probably 'sexy stereotypes' with Miss Weaver today.”

The genie shivered in his arms as she felt discomforted by the description. The exact process of thinking about the difference in her classes now worrying her.

“I hope Mrs. Briar doesn’t have a whip….”

Simon chuckled and rubbed his genie’s abused ass gently as he made sure she was unharmed by their teacher’s abuses. The cheeks on the blonde’s face flushing with color as she noticed her Master’s reaction.

“What’s so funny about that?”

“It’s not that, Jess. It’s that you’re already expecting that to be the same thing as before. You should really think about who you’re up against here...”

The auburn-haired young man glanced around as they walked past more gossiping onlookers in the hall that couldn’t believe the Queen of Eastlake would be with someone like him after yesterday. Then, he switched his communication from speech to thought and explained to his genie what he meant.

“Home Economics isn’t what it used to be. If I know Kevin, he’s going to have the clock turn back a few decades. Instead of learning what tax forms to file, Mrs. Briar is probably going to act and be like a Stepford Wife in Full ‘How To Please Your Man’ mode.”

“Ohhhh,” the blonde realized as she nodded and thought about it.

“So you’re saying Kevin will change strategy on me. Instead of Mrs. Cooper, Mrs. Briar might be nicer?”

“Something like that….”

Simon sighed as he continued to calculate his opponent’s moves, “Unfortunately, I think third and fourth period might be more of a challenge for you.”

Jessica’s eyes widened as she thought about her third-period literature class, “Miss Littlewood? But she’s my favorite teacher….”

“Exactly,” he confirmed, “Kevin knows that, too. And then for the fourth-period you have study hall. Which is open season...”

The cheerleader’s face paled as she gulped nervously when she put both together, her voice stuttering as her mouth became dry, “B-B-But that’s also lunchtime, right? So you’ll be sitting with me today, Master?”

The scruffy-haired teen sighed as he nodded, “Of course we’re sitting together, Jess, but I still don’t know what Kevin has planned for Miss Littlewood or the rest of your classes. He’s got something else planned that I don’t know yet. So just do your best in the meantime...”

His eyes glanced down as Jessica’s emerald orbs looked at her feet and nodded again. Simon felt a moment of guilt at seeing her so anxious about just trying to get through one day of school, but hopefully, it would help her in the long run.

“Master….”

The genie had only glanced her eyes at something in front of them. Then she shrunk into her Master’s torso again. The confused dork looked to see the sight of his now more muscular friend standing in front of them with his arms crossed, a satisfied smirk, and an agitated gaze.

“All right, Simon. Tell me what you did to get your pet out of it. How’d you do it?”

Simon smirked with some satisfaction, “Sorry, Kev. You’ll have to figure that one out on your own, but I’ll tell you, I didn’t wish Jess out of it.”

He felt his genie tighten her grip to his torso and hid behind her Master. Her head was peeking out from under his right arm at his friend in front of them. Jessica’s face formed into a frown and noticeable blush in her cheeks as she refused to look at Kevin.

Kevin looked at the genie, confused for a moment. Then he pointed to her like a child and looked at his gaming partner for answers.

“Did you change your doll again? She looks different.”

“Just a new outfit idea I had since this morning.”

The formerly-scrawny young man walked over to the blonde and smirked as he eyed her over, “Why cover up her tits? Don’t you know your **** loves it when her Master plays with them?”

“Why should I let everyone else see what’s mine?” Simon snapped back defensively.

“My breasts are Master’s breasts,” Jessica’s mind declared out as the flustered genie huffed inside his head.

Simon recognized a sudden delight forming on his friend’s face as the nerd let out a chuckle and shook his head at him.

“Of course, they're your property along with the rest of her, aren’t they?”

The constant reminders toward Jessica's status made her Master sigh out of frustration, Kevin’s constant barbs to remind his genie of her place were beginning to annoy him.

“Yes. Jessica’s my property. She belongs to me, and only me. Jess and I are well aware, and I don’t need you to help me remind her. So, how about we talk about your property for a change.”

The young man’s change in tone threw Kevin off as well as made the genie shiver in his hands. The current challenger to Eastlake’s throne pointed at himself with a laugh.

“My what?”

Simon rolled his eyes, “Telling Peralez to seduce me? Show me her pussy? Get her to make me flustered? Are you going to brag to me about that yet? Kevin, you go off on your whole morning asking me if I broke Jess in, but you didn’t exactly say what you did to all the staff to me? Come on...”

The genie clenched tighter around his torso as she glared at the young man in glasses with more guarded intent. Kevin laughed, “Obviously, she didn’t do what I needed her to do.”

“Obviously.”

The auburn-haired dork let a low growl rumble as he thought about his next move. Then, finally, his body relaxed, and he shrugged his shoulders.

“Can’t be helped, I guess. We haven’t had time to catch up on everything since this all happened, have we?”

Simon glanced down to see the vast green saucers of his genie’s eyes looking up at him worriedly. The teenage freelancer was smiling at his friend.

“Jess.”

The Master guided his hand under the plaid skirt and onto the sensual feeling of her panties against his fingers, then pressed forward until the cheerleader had to let go of him so he could whisper in her ear.

“I wish to be able to roam the school as I please without repercussions and that I can extend that to anyone I’m with when I say so.”

The blonde genie clenched her hands and pulled at her skirt, and bit down on her tongue as she writhed and suppressed her moan the best she could. Her Master’s fingers were pressing down underneath her gently as her lover whispered another command.

“Don’t cum, Jess.”

“Ah! Mmmph!” The blonde bombshell’s body shuddered as she fought against its desire for release with her need to obey her Master’s orders. Seeing this, Simon stroked his fingers beneath her to check for dampness and reassure her as she complied.

“Very good.”

Kevin’s eyes widened as he pointed to the object of his disdain,

“So, she pretty much gets off on any wish you make?!”

Simon shrugged, “Obedience is Pleasure for her kind, Kevin... It's the best way I can describe it to you.”

“Obedience… is… pleasure?”

Jessica sounded confused by the idea, but her face had become red as she tried to process it in her own mind.

“Sorry, Jess. I didn't mean for it come out like that...”

The scruffy-haired boy felt his own cheeks flush as he looked off and away from both of his childhood friends. But then, he recomposed himself and focused on his next move.

“Let’s get you to class before you’re late, Jess. C’mon Kevin. You and I are going to go have a talk after that.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Hang on. Talk about what?”