Doomsday Prep

Jessica Edwards hated being left out. As the Queen of Eastlake High, it was so unlike her to be left out of anything when dragged around by her friends or classmates. She was popular and desired; it was hard not to be included in things! Of course, she now realized, being unable to control her nascent wishing powers might've had something to do with that.

But when her childhood friend and Master, Simon Harris, said he wanted to talk to her mother - the genie Maridallura - alone for a few minutes, the cheerleader genuinely became fearful something would happen. All her Master had to do was let one external disruption slip through his mind to her, and she would immediately come to his defense.

The blonde girl had let her boyfriend do the same for her before they were together. However, that was only to torment him as she had forgotten the reason why he would do that for her so easily. Again, the clawed dread of her mother's words ate her,

'You cannot be made to forget.'

Something happened, then. Something that made Jessica Edwards black out why she lost her closest childhood friend, the companion her life revolved around in her youth, that she adored, and made her repress it so hard to believe he was a stalker.

Did she even really want to know why at this point? There were already enough skeletons that she unlocked and brought to the surface. If she asked Simon to help her remember by having him wish for it, would she finally understand, or would it only make her suffer more?

Jessica's face scrunched up as she gazed behind her. What was taking Master and Mom so long?

Unable to interfere, the blonde sat against the door to Simon's bedroom, feet pressed against one another as she held her arms on her ankles and waited. Making his room soundproof didn't help things when it came to eavesdropping, and Simon's thoughts were moving fast enough that focusing on them made her dizzy. He was clearly calculated and methodical, and his emotional state was concentrated. She felt herself shudder as a wave rippled up her spine.

Master was in control. She must not disturb him.

The Head Cheerleader sighed and slumped her head against the door anxiously, pressing her butt further against the floor carpet. Sam would probably assume they got into a fight if her best friend came home at that moment or her brother was up to something. If she burst down the door to find her mother naked with him, the embarrassment alone might've killed both of them.

Being a magical being, however, made that impossible.

Jessica also reminded herself that she made it very, very, absolutely crystal, sharpened glass clear to her mother. She would jump in to defend him if she used even one shred of Magic on Simon. The look on the genie's face to her Daughter's protective zeal was hard to forget. It wasn't easy to understand why her mother felt or acted the way she did after knowing what she went through. What seemed so simple now made the 18-year-old genie's head want to pop off.

Accepting being a genie was simple after the initial traumatic realization. A switch flipped that wouldn't turn off again. Jessica knew and felt her destiny to be with her childhood companion and love for the rest of her existence, granting his every wish. With all the nonsense of her friends and High School finally over with, maybe he'd eventually go to prom with her, tease him endlessly about how a big dork like him wound up with a Prom Queen Beauty like her, then travel the world a bit, not having to worry about money, maybe experience college, whatever college they wanted, and then….

Her face became hot at the idea, but her dreams of being a genie and Simon's Queen filled her mind. They could do whatever they wanted, whatever HE wanted. She was already discovering more about herself and her existence than ever before. The contradictions of being born a magical being. She was enslaved yet hadn't felt as liberated or free in her young life. For a brief moment, Jessica allowed herself to daydream of the future at her Master's side. The ultimate reward was now envisioned for her mother to join as a part of that. Of course, current reality snapped her back, and she shook her mind back to the present.

Then boredom set in. Jessica Edwards allowed herself to revert to her habits from two weeks ago. She took out her cell phone and began rechecking her texts and posts like a typical senior in high school.

The exchanges, however, were far from average. One was with her former manipulative Stepmother, now her personal trophy maid, which turned into embarrassing sexy videos sent to her and constant replies of 'Yes, Mistress.'

'Your Doll misses you, Mistress. I hope we can play again soon,' Stephanie's voice purred in its usual teasing but reinforced now with total affection and adoration.

Jessica's face flushed as she quickly closed the video of her Stepmother Doll and jammed a reply in all caps to restrain and behave herself. Why did Steph still have to be so relentless as a sex ****? God!

The genie moved on to another set of messages. This was with her Stepmother's new girlfriend, lover, and favorite teacher.

Kimberly Littlewood offered words of encouragement and used emojis that made her seem as young as her student.

'You're a bright and talented young woman, Jessica. Always remember the world is better with you in it. That boyfriend of yours sure does.'

Those put a smile on the young genie's face. Outside of the teacher relationship, Kimmy was so relaxed, and talking to her felt like having another older sister relationship. The genie giggled warmly as the strawberry blonde told her how she planned to tease her Stepmother.

Next came her other sisterly bond.

Sam asked how she was holding up and how Simon was behaving. The blonde responded that, as usual, Simon was on his best behavior. Seeing the redhead care so much for her sibling and their relationship felt nice. Jessica loved Sam for how protective and caring she was. Of course, with the serious discussion out of the way, the genie teased her best friend a few times with how hot she thought the girl looked the other night and flustering Sam in the process.

'Maybe we should model for him again as an early birthday present? I can convince him to do an impromptu shoot for us, y'know! ;3'

'JESSIE GOD NOOOOOO WHYYYYYY?'

Thankfully, she suppressed the urge to cackle, but that would be the last of the happy texts.

The further she went, the more Jessica frowned. The cheerleader chat was constantly back and forth, and her friend's group chat was nearly silent. Jason, Chris, Cassie, Sam, and all the others had barely said anything aside from the last couple of days. Chris had become more talkative again, apologizing for things getting so out of hand.

'I'm glad you didn't get expelled! When will you be back?' Cassie texted.

'Hopefully in a week? Don't know what'll happen, but my sister told me how crazy that gas leak was. You all okay?'

'Ionno. Some people had it worse than others.'

The blonde sighed as she texted back,

'It was hell. Master is okay, though.'

'Jess, Sam, again, really, I'm so sorry about everything. If I had known, I would've….'

'Stop apologizing. My boyfriend doesn't blame you. It's late.'

The blonde sighed as she stopped and looked at the others in her friend group again. Jason only sent a few texts, but Jessica found the courage to reach out and ask how he was doing.

She frowned at the message he sent back,

'I can't believe she would do that to me. That he'd go that far. Did you know?'

Her ex-boyfriend and best friend cheated with one another, used her for years, and then tortured and humiliated her when allowed to exploit her through twisted Magic and manipulation. Now Brad Myers was the genie's bitchy clone, and Tiffany was stuck in her room until Jessica was ready to talk to her.

Jason did not deserve it, though. He had always handled things well and laid back. Tiffany said he was too soft at times. The blonde frowned and sighed as she texted,

'No. No, I didn't know until last week. I'm so sorry, J.'

'What are you having to apologize for? You got burned worse than I did.'

'I kind of deserved it by enabling them. You didn't.'

It was a friendly conversation, almost a normal heart-to-heart between two friends who had been hurt, but it didn't last long. Jason asked about Simon, and Jessica couldn't help herself and gushed about how happy she was now (excluding the part where she was an all-powerful genie bound to her boyfriend, of course).

'Master's shell was so annoying. Once I got him to stop being so nervous, he's amazing! He's the best listener! He's so smart, too! Gosh, he tilts his head like a puppy when he gets confused. It's so cute! I can't imagine getting through this without him, Jason.'

'Glad it's going well, but you definitely fooled me. After having us push Simon away from you so much. TBH Jess, you made him sound like a menace. Now you have him wrapped around your finger? Isn't that a bit shallow?'

Pushed him away. Jessica lowered her phone and turned back to the door, where her mother and Master continued speaking. A sadness overcame her, guilt, and a reminder that she still didn't know why things happened the way they had.

'I feel terrible about all of it J. Tiffany kept telling me he was a stalker. I trusted her over Sam. Then she turned on me when I went out with him.'

'I trusted her, too. Look where that got me.'

The blonde felt the anguish on the other side of her friend's screen. Jason must've been so bitter; maybe he had a beer or two to make the pain disappear. Hesitantly, the genie opened her microphone,

"Jace, I know how much this hurts, but you'll be okay. Simon says you'll be okay. You're a happy warrior; people look up to you. No matter what happens, you have a great life ahead of you. I feel it. So hang in there, big guy. You've got the rest of us to help. This is a painful bump, but you've taken worse lumps before during the season! And if you don't believe me, take it from my new boyfriend. Simon says don't worry about Tiffany. Leave that bitch to me!"

The genie thought about stopping the upload, but it was too late. The voice message was sent. Jessica felt strongly about the last part but anxiously realized Jason might not understand.

Then he replied,

‘Never lose that spunk, amiga. I needed that, thanks.'

The gratitude message brought a smile again to the genie's face. If there was one feeling that was always wonderful to the Cheer Captain, it was knowing she had been helpful. With that settled, Jessica turned her emerald eyes back to the door behind her and what her mother and Master were up to.

She didn't have long to think about it as the Magic of a wish exploded from her pussy again.

The silence was awkward at first. Jessica's babbling rant about ground rules didn't make it any easier, but Simon knew how far his girlfriend would go to protect those she cared about. The entire evening, Maridallura had made no qualms of her disdain and of her beliefs. The mortal Master watched his girlfriend push until the elder Djinn gave in.

Eventually, her mother dressed herself again in his bathrobe - with some convincing - but refused to tie it back up. The magical milf's bare and exposed pussy open to view, along with the cleavage of her half-covered chest.

Maridallura's unique eyes – a blend of emerald and amethyst - remained guarded and stared right into him. The Djinn continued to frown but finally broke the awkward silence between them as she sighed in defeat. Her words would start the conversation,

"My daughter thinks highly of you."

Simon nodded as he stood alone in the room to face her. The teenager responded to this as usual - avoided eye contact while looking back at the door that Jessica was on the other side of. He allowed his lips to curl upward,

"I think highly of her…."

Then the elder genie glared again and made her opinion known of him,

"I do not."

He continued to think as his eyes looked to the door,

"I know."

Maridallura sighed as his eyes followed his mind. He glanced over to see the apparent frown when she took a step forward to bridge the distance between them,

"And you should know that I could make your mind go mad or worse for enslaving my Daughter. There was nothing more precious to me in my existence than knowing I had kept her safe. Jessica is meant for greater things. I've felt that as truth since the day, I bonded with her and brought her universe into existence. I should make you suffer as a mortal deserves for having such power over her…corrupting her."

Simon remained cautious as his hazel eyes locked onto the face of Jessica's mother as she sighed again,

"However, it is obvious to both of us that Jessica would stop me. Despite my feelings and everything I was taught, she is able to do things I felt were impossible. She can draw strength from you - a mortal boy - that I have never felt before. So, for my Daughter's continued happiness, I have agreed to help her realize her potential for as long as possible. Despite the utter foolishness or tragedy, I feel will befall her. Again, I do not trust you and have reason not to. Mortals have not proven worthy of a genie's power and purpose. Jessica believes you are different. She's convinced of this in ways that even I do not understand. So you will need to be for her sake and the sake of all those you care about in this realm."

The genie looked up at the taller teenager as the seriousness of the issue reflected back in Simon's eyes.

"After speaking to her and telling her all of this, my Daughter has set herself to the task of claiming me from my current Master. I consider this a foolish endeavor, even impossible, for many reasons. Even if you were to learn enough now, such a task to properly prepare Jessica will take years. In a sense and depth of time that possibly more than your mortal life is capable of, even with magical extension, but you do not have that long, my…."

Simon's eyes remained affixed as he had already played out the scenario in his head based on everything he had learned and absorbed,

"Your Master will eventually discover you are visiting our world and sense your daughter."

Maridallura nodded,

"Yes. And….”

The young man continued, "Jessica's Magic would be weaker outside this world. If she was taken to the arena or if we came to your realm, we would not stand a chance."

Again, the Djinn stared and then acknowledged his statement,

"Correct."

Simon then stated what he felt would be the apparent crux, but not as Jessica's mother had anticipated.

In fact, he revealed his own anticipation,

"Then you'll bring him here."

Maridallura gasped in disbelief, "What?"

Simon didn't stutter as he stated the obvious again - as a matter of fact – without any trace of fear or anxiety. He said it as the logical conclusion to a series of events,

"You'll be made to bring him here. Because of Jessica's connection, your Master will exploit that to his advantage to provoke her into a trap. At best, it would be settled in the arena, but even there Jessica would be at a disadvantage, having never set foot there as you have."

The awkward teenager, who had once been a bundle of nerves and anxiety at the start, had now switched to the side Jessica asked of him. Told him to be. Instead of dreading what to do, he had a purpose; Simon could commit to an action. His obsession to protect the one he loved fueled the teenager into the one she always believed to be there, so Simon did what he did best.

He calculated and revealed to the Djinn the process which his brain had surmised,

"It's inevitable that your Master discovers what you've been doing behind his back. Your fear for your Daughter will give you away faster than any magic. How you speak of him instead of your prior Mistress indicates that you are routinely tortured for his enjoyment. He and the sisters he possesses know that you bore a child with a mortal. More than that, they know you broke the indoctrination and formed a bond beyond that of a sister as a Mother - which Djinn are not allowed to be for reasons dealing with the past and binding. It would be best if you repented for this 'blasphemy' you referred to in their eyes. That means Jess would be inflicted with the same fate. If you cannot be a mother, then Jessica cannot be a daughter. They'd rip her identity away and break her until she recognized you only as a blasphemer who tricked her into believing she was mortal. She would no longer be Jessica."

He watched as the Djinn's eyes widened and fell silent, but then began to pace around the room, waving his hands and using them to help express his thoughts,

"That's just based on my assumptions from how you've acted. You never needed to say what was done to you. We've seen examples. You've spent the entire night trying to push Jess into sending you back as soon as possible to cover up your visit. You do this because you believe the less you know, the less he or your elder has to exploit against you. You are bound to your Master; he would make you do anything given you must obey. The elder sister is in charge of re-indoctrinating you so she can feel when you are not yourself. She knows your feelings inside and out. She has exploited your need for submission as a Djinn, making it impossible to hide almost anything. Her knowledge of the mortal realm is far more limited than yours based on her need to discipline you. So when they inevitably find out Jessica has me as a Master - knowing that I'm only human - in my own realm - makes me weaker - more **** in their eyes. I would be seen as the weakness of not being immune to Magic as an immortal would."

For once, Maridallura now looked at the mortal in stunned silence. Simon had said and explained things to her the entire evening. She had even discounted his ability to know things. She felt surprise; the look in her eyes displayed awe, her jaw slightly agape,

"D-Did a wish from my daughter give you this knowledge?"

"No."

"B-But, y-you're only a mortal. Theodore was clever. He told me that there was a game to be played. You already know so much, how…."

"There's more to the mortal realm than meets the eye. Sounds like the Masters never really needed to care about it."

Simon watched as Maridallura fell silent again, puzzled. She was slightly intimidated by the mortal boy, but he was unsure why outside of the apparent knowledge dump.

For a moment, she looked to be second guessing herself, but quickly shook her head and became stern again,

"They have no need to. We have never had the need to. I know you mortals are capable of great many things that make little sense to us or the Masters. All of that is rendered insignificant once our power overtakes the realms. Any mortal is rendered paralyzed when faced with enough of it. That is why the sight of a Master for the first time brings the aura of their strength and their power. Jessica has reacted only to an illusion and you to a vision. You have not seen them up close. You will not be able to…."

He didn't have time for this. The young man felt it was already settled, so he held up his hand to stop her,

"I've seen their kind before. So we can skip that."

The mother genie's eyes widened again as she tried to hold herself together and restrain her emotions. She stared at him intensely, unable to control the tears in her eyes being formed,

"You cannot discount what they are capable of, boy! You do not know what they've done. What's he's done!"

She nearly collapsed to her knees but stood firm as her body quaked under the blue robe, her eyes wide as Maridallura smiled,

"You are right about what Master would do but haven't experienced it. My Master is unbelievably cruel, Simon Harris. His ownership of me since he has taken me has made clear that he would not hesitate to use whatever is at his disposal to inflict the most pain upon my Daughter. Even in this brief window of escape, I feel his taunts **** me. I hear my sisters shame me for my actions here. Every step I take here, I fear what more will be done to both my Daughter and myself."

The blonde Djinn stepped closer and glared as the cracks formed in her controlled and disciplined façade,

"My Mistress saw my obedience as something to be rewarded. She rewarded my loyalty, and I was faithful even as she manipulated my feelings to grant what she desired. Theodore is mortal, but I was treated as a Goddess in that brief time compared to who owns me now. Master expects our loyalty and our obedience to him in all things without question. I am expected to break, for I am nothing more than an amusement. He delights in seeing me beneath him and feeding on my humiliation. Every feeling and fact of the mortal world was ripped from me and used against me. My body is a testament to his amusement that I cannot control! Even among his own kind, my Master is arrogant, but that is because he believes in no equals. He has achieved victories in the arena so often that he insults and belittles other Masters without concern. Master is a monster with no empathy and uses pain and humiliation as a means of enjoyment. Especially mine!"

Maridallura let the shoulders of the robe slip as her left breast escaped. Her face became more **** and unhinged as she approached the young man. A tear escaped as she cracked,

"Master will make me beg for Jessica's life to be spared - not because he will listen - but because it will only arouse him. I have watched as he has done so with my other sisters, and they are not considered heretics as I am! You must understand he has used EVERYTHING against me. The eventual revelation or exposure of my Daughter's realm will be nothing but more enticing prey to him. Jessica will be more valuable as **** against me for Master's amusement. Not even for her Magic, but for the feeling of dominance he would have over me! Only after making us destroy each other would Master discover the power my Daughter truly has! He takes what he wants without care and openly states his intentions. Master's power is all that matters to him. He will only look at you, a mortal boy, and laugh."

Good.

The elder genie warned and opened herself to plead with the young man to have Jessica avoid her fate. To tell him what awaited her Daughter should he fail. As he inevitably would against such power.

But Maridallura did not know what desires and intentions grew inside the young mortal's heart and mind.

A human instinct, an instinct that only a mortal could have, and one the maternal genie could not understand. She had lived among them but did not understand everything there was. Even the genie's own immortality prevented her from recognizing what she had done.

Maridallura's words may as well have dumped chum into the ocean to attract sharks. It was only more motivation to do as Jessica wished for and set for a course of events that neither she nor the young man, who now felt more determined, could foresee.

At that moment, Simon felt the pieces fall into place more than before. After everything he had learned, like a ciphered code, the various separate and seemingly unrelated parts the teenager had gathered in his quest to aid the teenage genie that he loved formed ever closer into focus. In a search for specific answers or scientific facts, one could be lost for eternity when it came to Magic.

Because the evidence of such things couldn't be found inside the box. The basic premise required accepting and comprehending the impossible and asking the fundamental issue.

Why do humans exist in a universe of immortal masters and genies?

Why do immortal masters and genies exist in a universe of mortals?

And this Master reminded him of so many others with power over others. He was a tyrant, a bully.

Undeserving.

Enabled.

A voice in his head stopped him, reminding him he couldn't go full steam. Just because he had an opponent did not mean Simon knew how to beat him. At this point, there was less likelihood of that. First thing was first. There wouldn't be a chance if they were found out too soon. That meant ensuring the genie could not tell her Master of her visits. Jessica's mother was still a loose end to protecting her. If a vow kept her going to this point, she'd do it again.

"Mari, if we're to grant Jessica's wish, we're going to have faith in one another. Trust can be betrayed when one of us is not fully in control of our actions. If we both fail, everyone we care about in this world and the one that matters most will be gone. I will do what I can, but you do not control yourself. From what you said, genies can bind themselves to their vows."

The teenager looked at Jessica's mother and resolved, "So, now you must swear right now that just like your first vow to her, you will do everything now for Jessica to keep our dealings, your time here, and my identity as her Master."

Maridallura looked surprised but nodded to herself. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion a moment later, and the genie raised an eyebrow, "Why must I swear to you, though?"

Simon was blunt,

"Because you need me."

The blonde's face became startled. The young man continued to stare, though this was too important to slip up,

"I promised Jess I would protect her. I love her, but as her Master, I'm the only one who can unlock her Magic for the moment. And more importantly - for you - Jessica is your Daughter. She's the reason you're here. Jess was lost and confused, and wanting to help her, I suggested we ask you. She wanted to talk to you but was angry with you. I wasn't going to do it unless she wanted it. You're here because your Daughter needs you. The only reason I'm doing this and why you're doing this is the same. We're doing this for her. If you cannot overcome the fear of your Master, then for Jess's sake, I will make you bind yourself again like you did before so that you could bring her the ring and protect her. You will do it again, now."

The genie at first looked insulted as if he was joking, an attempt at mortal humor. However, upon seeing the intense gaze given back at her, the Djinn knew Simon was serious. At that moment, seemingly, his resolve passed onto Maridallura as it would to her Daughter. Simon fully expected her to punch him again and angrily react if needed, but hoped it wouldn't have to come to that.

Instead, Jessica's Mother looked down as she took a deep breath, a faint glow along the rings of her eyes and her body appearing. She then suddenly looked at him in the eye with a feeling of radiance that was almost indescribable,

"I, Maridallura, genie of the lamp, swear to you that I will do everything in my power, mind, body, and essence to protect the location and knowledge of my Daughter, Jessica Edwards. I vow to never reveal my coming to this realm from my Master's or the manner in which it was done. With this, I vow to never reveal to my Master or sisters the secrets of my Daughter, my Daughter's realm, or your existence, her Master."

Simon then held out his pinky, to which the woman looked at him strangely but soon recalled her Daughter making the same motion with her Master that evening. She then wrapped her pinky around the teenager's as Simon smiled and then made her repeat the exact words he and Jessica shared,

"No matter what."

A pout formed on the genie's face as she repeated the words reluctantly, unable to understand the need or importance but did so anyway,

"…No matter what..."

The young man watched as the glow faded as he remained attached to her pinky. The Djinn's eyes fluttered, and she softly relaxed. Bound to their Magic, bound to their word.

Simon focused on her again, "I have another question regarding this vow which you have bound yourself to."

Frustrated at having to continue with these steps, the Djinn sighed again in annoyance as her Daughter had done at school, "Must you always ask such…."

"If I were to use Jessica's Magic on you, could you mask it with your own? What would happen if you allowed permission for it?"

Maridallura's eyes widened at Simon's question as she had been shocked at such an insult,

"You…wish to use her Magic on me? Why would I ever dare allow such…."

However, for the calculating and machinating teenager, there was no insult meant. He needed to know what would happen,

"Could you, though, if you allowed it? Jessica is your Daughter. Her Magic was born out of yours, wasn't it?"

The genie froze, unsettled by the stare he continued to give her as he waited for an answer. Maridallura pulled away and rubbed her arm, not wanting to look up at the young man who owned her only child,

"I-I…I suppose if it was necessary. If I permitted it, it would not cause the start of the ritual or detection. For what purpose…."

As the Djinn acted as unsure and doubtful as her Daughter yet again, Simon felt the nervous tick return as he scratched the back of his head,

"I was curious. What if Master cannot question you if you do not know the answer?"

Maridallura looked at her Daughter's Master, incredulous at his answer. Simon felt his muscles tense up as she remained silent and stared off. At this point, he felt grateful he had learned to endure being a punching bag for the short temper Jessica seemed to have inherited from the blonde in front of him. However, the elder genie remained silent in thought. He hadn't been too cryptic with his response, had he? As strange as some of her answers had been over the evening, hopefully, it made sense.

Finally, the magical MILF nodded again as she connected the dots aloud,

"I understand… Jessica's Magic was born of my Magic…if I do not resist it…allow it in, it will be of my Magic, then her Magic will not be…."

"I wouldn't finish that sentence. We haven't tried it yet."

Maridallura guardedly nodded her head slowly. Meanwhile, Simon continued pondering the next moves and thoughts in his head. He stared as his brain continued to think silently in front of the blonde genie goddess.

He then looked at the woman in front of him again as she stared at him near eye level. For a brief glance, it was almost as if Jessica was standing there instead of her mother. Only the differences came into focus when his eyes looked back at her,

"While you're being creative, I still do not believe this will shield Jessica for long, mortal. Should this fail, I'll most likely be discovered even…."

He didn't have time for yet another protest,

"You'll need to let her in, do you understand? I don't want to trigger something worse."

The genie's eyes suddenly wavered at the sight of the mortal's for the first time, and the shaken focus made the magical goddess suddenly lose her defiance. Fear, doubt, doubt in her own knowledge, but breathless, she answered,

"Very well."

Simon would not know it at the time, but it would be the first realization for his girlfriend's mother that her Daughter's words about him weren't just from her own feelings.

"I wish for you to be bound to your vow."

Jessica's sudden spike in unmanageable thoughts made it evident that something had happened. Still, as Simon let go of Maridallura, he stepped back to watch a stream of emerald green smoke vapors swirl on the floor of his room and then towards the half-naked genie.

For the briefest moments, Simon watched as the smoke briefly whisp around the floor at her feet as the genie inhaled deeply from her nostrils. The smoke flew inside as a soft moan escaped the woman's lips as they parted. A brief trail of green mixed with purple and the same violet smoke from which she appeared some time ago breathed from her mouth. All traces of green were erased as the woman seemed almost entranced with her eyes closed.

Her head remained down as Simon watched something drip onto the floor of his room. Completely ignoring the mortal before her, Maridallura disrobed and placed a hand to her heart and then rubbed the other down her stomach toward her pussy, tracing the outlines of her lower lips with a finger. The genie happily moaned as she twisted her erect nipple and knelt as she let her fingers push inside herself again. The erotic display caused the witnessing teenager's face to feel warm as her eyes opened, glowing like her Daughter's briefly before disappearing,

"It hasn't been long since I've felt her inside of me…yet it feels as if I've lived for ages without it. Jessica's Magic is so young, so pure! I feel her! My beautiful child!"

The genie continued to caress herself as her left breast began to lactate, and her back arched into an orgasm as she cried out in delight. The awkward teen felt his bulge grow harder just looking at her. Maridallura lowered her head and sniffed the air. Her eyes locked onto his crotch, but a second later, onto the teenager himself.

The moment of the naked mother's erotic display of herself came to an abrupt halt as her glare and anger shot back at the young man. Simon attempted to remain composed as she drew closer. Suddenly, from a crawl on the floor, she snapped up to her feet, reaching out her hand to thrust at his throat and gripped tightly, face flushed,

"I would leave any other mortal without their senses, mind, and soul for what you've just done, boy! Remember that!"

While his face felt hot, Simon looked back at Maridallura as he recognized the same defiant anger and scowl Jessica would give Kevin in indignation over the countless years of their feud. Disgust, resentment, that feeling of being unworthy.

But Simon was not Kevin, and Allura was not Jessica. Even while she loosened her grip, he focused straight on her face to make it clear he looked her in the eye,

"Doing that would endanger Jess, and I won't allow that. I am not your enemy, and you are not mine. You don't have to like me, but Jess is happier with you in her life. I'm a part of that. I don't want her to get upset and feel we hate each other. Besides, you and I don't have the time to spend reminding me of my own mortality. Jess needs us both."

The genie's long nails and slender fingers curled slowly into a fist as her arms retreated to her sides. The blonde scoffed and looked down to turn her back to Jessica's Master, the apparent cold shoulder as he watched her arms cross. Uncaring that her voluptuous ass stared her Daughter's boyfriend in the face. Maridallura flipped her hair to the right and sighed in disinterest, hiding her face from him.

She looked so much like Jessica that he couldn't help himself from thinking about how his genie would look again as time passed. Simon felt his attention snap back as he watched the elder genie suddenly sniff the air and glance back at him, specifically toward his groin. Her eyes locked back, perplexed by what was causing it. She turned around, her breasts revealed again as the young dork cleared his throat,

"What do you need from me to teach Jess properly?"

The elder djinn sister seemingly scoffed at the question but turned to find the 18-year-old looking on, waiting for an answer,

"I need you to prove you're not a useless anchor my Daughter has bonded herself to, mortal. As a djinn, Jessica has been all alone in this world, living among you, but this path will not be easy for either of you. She and the rest of your kind know nothing about the ways of the realms beyond. Had I raised her in her heritage properly, she wouldn't need you."

With a look back over her shoulders, the naked genie turned and swayed herself as if gliding across Simon's bedroom floor on her toes,

"And while I have no joy in admitting such things, she does need you. Your bond with my Daughter is strong for reasons you do not yet understand. However, something about you is different, as Jessica says. Something familiar to me but off. You're far too perceptive of things that mortals should not be. I have heard tales of mortals and lived among you, but I feel something in you, boy."

She danced around the young man and grabbed his face to look into his eyes,

"That only adds to my concern that where you're leading her will take…."

At that moment, the fragmented seal dangled out in front of the genie again, forcing her to quickly back away, hesitating as she glanced at it. Simon raised his eyebrow and immediately found his eyes glancing down at it as well,

"Metal is the element of the Masters, Simon Harris. You don't understand what it is like for us. They have always used it to bind themselves to us, chain us. Metal is the element that has enslaved and submitted the whole of my race. And yet for something so dangerous and harnessed by the Masters, you mortals wield it as toys, trinkets."

Simon held the fragment between his fingers and sighed again,

"Honestly? This isn't much. It's only a piece of old cast iron. We don't even use this stuff anymore with what we have now. I mean, you've lived in cities here before with Jess' Dad. Like we've even discovered newer…."

His words escaped his lips when he could no longer filter what little he could. The amount of information in his brain swirled to life as he placed the object back beneath his shirt.

"In the realm of the Djinn, that citadel, the arena. I keep asking myself why everything in the city of the Masters and Djinn is all bronze and gold? It's weird. Why wouldn't they build it with something else? Like whoever built it never left the damned Bronze Age."

The genie remained guarded but silent about the remark. Practically seeming to outright ignore it for her own curiosity. The naked blonde was instead more interested in the pictures on the teen's bookshelf of her Daughter's youth. Maridallura's constant and ever-present focus on the infant genie she left behind. A genie that lived life among mortals and all the moments she left behind.

"It has always been that way. The Masters do not want for resources since we can provide them. Only Magic, only essence, only power is worth obtaining and wielding. Our ancestors did not need such necessities for we provided when they needed more. What need is there for you to ask the question. For them, it is irrelevant. We Djinn have provided for our realm and the many realms since the birth of our kind. Such mortal trinkets are easy for us to conjure. We provide all, but only the symbols and our Master's use of them as bindings….."

She was disinterested, dismissive, uncaring, but it didn't matter.

At that moment, Simon Harris felt his brain click like a loaded gun cocking and releasing. He didn't care about modesty as his focus lay elsewhere when he grabbed the genie roughly by the wrist and spun her naked form to face up toward him. Maridallura took this sudden change with surprise, but Simon didn't care. He needed to know.

What if there was a reason Masters and Djinn had a similar form to humans?

The elder genie protested,

"Remove your hands at…."

"You've never seen metal like this before you came here, have you? You said it yourself when you told us how you met Mr. Edwards."

Of course, it didn't matter to them; they didn't bother with it. They had no need for it. No need for anything, no need to have a society, no advancements, no point when it could be given at the snap of a finger or turn of phrase, so much power, what point was there in such sciences? In mortal understandings.

The genie threatened to knock him loose, but the young man only gripped tighter with his unaware ****. Her eyes widened,

"Just because you could make it for them doesn't mean anything if it isn't as strong as the real thing. They have to make them to be strong to imbue your Magic…."

Power, ultimate power, binding power, too much power….

Too much.

"Your riddles mean nothing, now release-…."

The elder genie gasped when Simon finally looked at his girlfriend's mother in the eyes. They were magical eyes, the same green as her Daughter's but an amethyst of her own. It was easy enough to confuse, but there were minor differences. If he were to analyze it, he would, but the teenager hadn't even thought about it. His mind was a flurry of realizations and action,

"We were nothing but grains of sand to them. That was what you said, right? Mortals were nomads that wandered in stone cities and deserts. Nothing like you saw…because the Masters didn't need to advance when they had you. The Djinn provide all, why bother? You don't know progression!"

What if the seal wasn't the problem?

What if it wasn't strong enough because it wasn't made with something more durable?

Or big enough.

The excited, obsessed teen immediately released Maridallura as he pulled the seal fragment from his chest and grabbed a map from his bookshelf of the town.

"Eureka!"

Simon Harris had a plan.

When her boyfriend's brain popped, Jessica Edwards pulled her fingers away from her pussy and out from her skirt to scramble to her feet. The tension spiked that had wanted to enter moments earlier, but it became apparent only after Simon's sudden rush. The young genie clenched her eyes shut before feeling herself stumble and fall over on his bed, teleporting back into the room a second later. The dizziness caught her off guard momentarily,

"Jessica!"

Her mother's surprised gasp caught the young genie's attention as her emerald eyes bulged wide open to see Maridallura's naked form.

Even as a genie, she was still a teenager embarrassed easily by her parents; the cheerleader quickly grabbed the robe off the floor and pressed it against the nude genie's chest. Her face felt as hot as a soon-to-burst tea kettle,

"Mom! Not again! Jesus! Put some clothes on!"

To which the genie promptly pushed her Daughter's attempt off, causing the younger blonde to nearly fall forward on her face. However, Jessica's nose caught whiff of a peculiar smell while catching herself. It wasn't Simon. She would've figured that one out instantly. The sound of something dripping on the floor caused her head to turn and see the small splatter of cum dripping between Maridallura's elegant feet.

A shocked squeak escaped from the blonde teen's lips as she hopped back to her feet and held the robe up to her own face. Her naked mother now had her right index and middle fingers prominently inserted into her bare pussy almost on instinct and was rubbing away the milk from her tit.

"M-Mom, what are you…Did you seriously…."

Was she masturbating in front of her boyfriend, AGAIN!?

Before she could further question the other genie, her mother's eyes angrily darted toward her, and Jessica felt herself shrink backward onto her Master's bed as the statuesque genie and her bare breasts towered over her,

"Jessica, what have you gotten yourself into with this mortal? I am trying to understand, but the look in that one's eyes is practically the same as those that haunt the dreams of all Djinn! I do not know how to explain it! First, he was clearly unsettled by my appearance, then he is unfazed? I need you to explain this mortal to me if I am to train you! For instance, what is he doing now?"

The cheerleader scowled at her mother's constant rejections of her Master once again and stood with defiance of her own,

"I'll ask him IF you put this back on!"

Maridallura returned her Daughter's pouting expression as both once again looked almost as close to a mirror image as they could,

"This mortal sense of critique on how a Djinn displays one's self is something we must address in your training, Jessica."

Her mortal sense of what now? The young genie's brain continued to try and keep itself intact as her mother returned to covering her naked form with her robe, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose while Simon was still doing whatever he was doing in the background,

"Mom, just," the teenage genie sighed, frustrated, "Just let me handle this, okay?"

With that, the blonde straightened her skirt and sauntered behind her Master as he was now on the floor messing with the map in a Sharpie marker and writing random words she could barely decipher off the side. She nearly stumbled, and her emerald eyes almost rolled back at the flurry of information coming from his thoughts.

Society, Metals, History, Power, Masters, Sealing, all words and rapid thoughts that made Jessica think to check herself for a nosebleed.

"Um, Master, what's…."

Simon's arm shot up, and his left hand grabbed her by the wrist, making his emotions even more transferable to her. Excitement, Anxiety, Euphoria, Adrenaline, and pure passion flowed out of her Master. Such a pure contact high made the cheerleader want to do backflips around his room and onto the bed, where she'd bounce on all fours to giddily wait to get fucked up the butt.

"Jess!"

Simon didn't waste time. She felt both hands cup her face as he enthusiastically smacked her right on the lips. While entirely off guard, Jessica excitedly admitted to herself that she was still confused; it felt great.

Enough to make her feel dizzy and horny when he pulled away, and her lips allowed a tiny bit of drool to escape, still puckered. She felt like a cartoon character with her eyes crossed, like when Bugs kissed Lola in Space Jam,

"I think I figured it out! I know what we're going to do!"

The blonde girl felt her arms still stuck behind her as she shook her head to get her wits more about her. A smile and confused expression now fell over her as she perked up,

"Really? What's that?"

Simon grabbed the marker and made a few more erratic movements as he realized both genies had been watching him. Quickly, he messily folded the map back up and held it tight in his fingers. His emotions remained excited, but then it was like he had hit a brick wall made of anxiety,

"Well, I…I can't really tell you right now!"

Suddenly, the cheerleader sobered up enough from his emotions for her brow to narrow and a frown start to form, a deadpan look in her eyes,

"Seriously?"

Jessica's awkward boyfriend only nodded as his messy hair began to stand up on end, and she sighed in annoyance,

"Why not?"

"Ummmm…"

Simon looked at the ceiling momentarily as he soon clicked on a reason. He clapped his hands together,

"Operational security!"

The bitchy side of the Queen of Eastlake was allowed to reemerge as Jessica held out her hands. Her right palm quickly tapped the young man's cheek with a noticeable smack. The head cheerleader glared as she crossed her arms with her hip to the side,

"Pretend that some people don't know what you just said, dork."

Simon flinched at the bitchy retort and allowed himself to take a deep breath while Maridallura, on the other hand, walked up to her Daughter, worried about her actions,

"Jessica, even if the boy is a mortal, it's unwise to speak ill or do such things to whoever your Master. You must not show your disrespect when they have the ability to control…."

The young genie paused at her mother's words. Jessica realized her mother's actions at the beginning of the evening when she learned Simon was her Daughter's Master made more sense. She quickly reassured the anxious milf,

"Mom. It's fine. See?"

Jessica smiled as she watched Simon's hazel eyes refocus. His emotions calmed, and with some humility, he sighed while rubbing his cheek,

"Sorry, I'm kind of having a moment right now. This is a big deal."

The blonde looked at her mother again with some pride in her actions. She placed her hand over her puffed-up chest in confidence with a smirk,

"See? I told you, Mom. I know my Master better than anyone! Sometimes you just need to make sure he knows what's happening around him. He takes his job with me very seriously! Sometimes, he's just too big of a dork to realize it!"

Simon nervously laughed as he rubbed his face,

"Haha, yeah. That's me, alright!"

On the inside, the more controlling side left a different impression,

'Your mother is right. It would be best if you were more respectful to me. I'll have to make sure of that later, my love.'

Goosebumps ran up the genie's spine as she bit down on her lip to avoid gasping in arousal at the directed telepathic growl her childhood companion sent at her. Jessica's eyes darted away from the elder genie as her cheeks felt warmer. The Queen of Eastlake melted against the words of her possessive Master teasing her back. The cheerleader crossed her legs and bit down on her tongue to suppress another moan as she felt hot,

"Jessica?"

Maridallura's Daughter gasped out for air and quickly flailed her arms as she smiled in an attempt at reassurance,

"N-Nothing! Nothing, Mom! D-Don't worry about it!"

The elder genie's eyes began to narrow in suspicion at her, increasing the anxiety the younger one felt. How would her mother even react if her Daughter said she wanted to be fucked by her Master at that moment?

Would she stay in the room? Watch her? At this rate, Jessica could see her even critiquing it, given the nature of sexual energy powering genie magic.

If Jessica offered her mother the chance to taste her Master's reward, would they both try to please him?

Oh god! She so did not need this right now!

The genie clasped both hands to her face as it felt hot and quickly turned away from her mother and boyfriend to shake herself free of her aroused thoughts. As helpless as she was to avoid them. Quickly, she tapped her foot and spun back around to clap her hands together and take a deep breath,

"Okay! Okay…go ahead."

Simon rubbed the back of his head as it tilted off to the side again, further making the cheerleader suppress the energy. Of course, he had to keep doing that, so predictable, she thought.

"Well, I mean, I can't tell you, Jess. You'll have to trust me on this one."

'Especially since we want to keep your Mother's Master in the dark as much as possible. There's a reason I want to keep this close.'

"Ohhhh," now it was blonde's turn to tilt her head and point as she spoke her thoughts aloud,

"But you extra bound Mom to her vow with my Magic, right? She should be okay for us to talk about stuff around her."

Maridallura quickly pressed her Daughter's finger away from her face calmly and smoothly as the elder genie frowned,

"I've vowed not to reveal you or our dealings to protect you, child. That does not mean they will find out through other means if it comes to it."

The tone in her mother's voice remained somewhat positive, humoring her Daughter, but Jessica felt herself shiver when she sensed the elder genie's aura around her.

Training was about to start sooner rather than later.

"You may keep your plans to yourself for now, boy. I want to begin testing my Daughter's skills for what little time I have left in this realm. I need to see it for myself despite what I already know."

"Oh," Simon blinked, seemingly unaware of the same vibe being given between Mother and Daughter,

"What do you need me to…."

Maridallura was blunt in her response, not even allowing him to finish his remark, "You will not be needed yet, mortal. Jessica must be tested in her basic abilities, as I have been before her. I shall take her outside. This will not take long."

"Outside!" the young genie squeaked, realizing what her mother intended to do.

"Mom, it's like 3 am! You're in a bathrobe, you can't just…."

"Maybe just, uh, use the backyard so no one sees you?" the genie's awkward boyfriend remarked, "It would be bad to bring too much attention right now. I can have Jessica create a sound bubble or something."

Before the cheerleader could finish her protests or remarks, her mother quickly took her by the hand and sighed, "Very well, then. Making a wish will allow me to see Jessica's reaction. Other than that, you are not needed now. Continue whatever it is that has your attention. Come, Jessica."

"B-But Mom…."

"Jessica. Remember our discussion?"

The strength of her mother's grip increased on her wrist, and another hand wrapped underneath her skirt, a nail tracing below, lips against her ear,

"We agreed about how you would be trained, did we not?"

The heat in the young blonde's cheeks increased, and a stuttered squeak escaped her lips, "Y-Yes, Mother…."

"Good. Come."

Jessica nodded as she nervously gulped and looked back at her Master, noticing the red cheeks and look of slight discomfort on his face. The bulge in his pants told her all she needed to know about how it looked.

The genie felt her mother's hand smack her ass upon not hearing her respond to her order,

"Y-Yes, Mother!"