The first day of school as a genie.

The next day started almost normally for Jessica. She'd had a restless night of half-dreaming, half nightmares about genies and masters, but she was surprised that she felt pretty well-rested.

She started getting ready for the day, not knowing if she wanted to skip school or go and confront Mr King to get her ring back. Jess saw the ruined top she'd thrown in the trash; she'd almost convinced herself that what happened last night was just part of the same nightmares, but it was real.

Jess had decided to return to bed; she pushed a hand into her underwear and began her morning routine of rubbing her pussy; she felt comforted as she fingered her pussy and clit. As turned her on and her excitement grew, she was in control, fuck Mr King, she'd figure out how to get her ring back, but for now, she needed this; she needed to cum.

Jess closed her eyes and increased her pace; she thought about Brad like she usually did and was close to cumming. It was then that she heard her master whispering in her ear, "I wish Miss Edwards would come to my classroom before school".

Jess felt a surge of pleasure was over her as if someone had just given her pussy one long hard lick from her asshole to her clit; she tried to resist, but the lick had pushed her over the edge. Her thoughts switched to thinking of her master and what he'd made her do yesterday as she continued to rub herself off and climax. Jess felt dirty again, remembering the old man had her in his grip.

Not even given a moment to reflect on her climax and Mr King's unfortunate timing, Jess found herself moving again without any control of her body. This time towards her wardrobe to get ready for school. Not again, Jess thought resisting, she just wanted to stay safe in bed and deal with this later.

Once Jess accepted she was going to school and started to get ready, control of her body was returned to her. She also found if she changed her mind again and tried to head for bed, her body went back onto autopilot to get ready for school.

Jess was nervous about seeing Mr King, so she put on an oversized baggy black sweater and baggy blue jeans; she didn't want to give him any ideas by looking too sexy, she thought as she slipped on her black Vans. She looked at herself in the mirror; brushing her long flowing blonde hair, she pulled it up into a top knot and thought she seemed sufficiently unsexy to meet this sicko.

When Jess arrived at school, it was early; there was still an hour before school. She didn't even know where Mr King's classroom was, but she soon found her body on autopilot again, leading her down the empty corridors until she opened a door and saw Mr King sitting behind his desk grading papers. He looked surprised to see her there and hurried to put away what he was working on as he invited her into the room.

"I see knocking and waiting to enter isn't something your generation believes in; it's something I've spent years trying to instil into my students," said Mr King.

This put Jess immediately put on the back foot as she continued into his classroom.

"Tell me, Miss Edwards, why are you here?" he asked the scared looking girl.

"Because you wish me to be Master," Jess said, instantly throwing her hands to her mouth again, not believing she'd called this old man that.

Mr King blushed at being called master; he was turned on by the submissive nature of someone calling him that and brushed it to one side for now.

"Well Miss Edwards, I don't believe wishes are real, for one anything you did last night could all be explained by some sort of hoax.

Are you hear to try and **** me?

Remember all I did was wish for things, it was you my girl who complied".

Jess just stood there dumbfounded, the dense know it all teacher still didn't understand.

She shouted at him "You stole my ring, you're the one commanding wishes out of me! What happened last night wasn't my choice, you made me do it! I hate you, I don't want to see you or even think about you, let alone touch you."

Mr King could see a complaint to the school coming and probably the police, but he was committed and had to test first.

"Okay, Miss Edwards, if you really are a magical, mystical being, then grant me this", Mr King said sarcastically. "I wish you looked sexier".

With that, Jessica felt the lick of pleasure on her body, and within the blink of a eye, she was changed. Jess found herself in almost the same outfit as before, but now her baggy jeans were skin-tight, her black sweater was a black halter top showing off her midriff and a small amount of cleavage, as she flicked her head to look at herself she found her hair was now in a high pony too.

"Stop that, Master!" Jess exclaimed as she stomped her foot looking daggers at Mr King who was in shock.

Just about everything up to now, he could explain away but not this, he asked Jess, "How did you do that?"

Jess refused to answer, so Mr King tentatively said, "I wish you would answer all my questions honestly."

Jess feeling another lick, squirmed a little, not noticeable to her teacher and then found herself telling him once again that she was a genie, whoever owned the ring he was wearing was her master, and all they had to do was wish for anything, and it would come true.

Mr King's face dropped as he realised that he might be wrong; maybe magic did exist, perhaps from what he'd seen Miss Edwards was telling the truth.

He had to test things further.

"So all I have to do is say I wish and then whatever I want comes true?" he asked.

"Yes" Jess said, concerned that he was starting to understand what he had available to him.

She then told him, "That's why I need my ring back." Jess said pleadingly.

"You mean my ring" Mr King said, holding it to his chest protectively.

Jess tried to protest but she was cut off by Mr King as he made another wish, and the lick that came with it.

"I wish you were dressed extremely erotically", Mr King declared.

With a puff of smoke, Jess now found herself...