Magical Assignment #1

She remembered after her Mother had breastfed her for the second time to give her enough strength. She hadn't known how long it was for, but the memory echoed what the elder genie said afterward,

"Jessica, when you release your magic, when your magic changes the world around you, can you feel it? Sense it?"

Her Mother's question puzzled her as she remained naked and soaked by the pool, constantly looking up at the elder genie with little answer. The cheerleader naively bowed her head and tried to think of a better response, rubbing her arm as she anxiously squinted her eyes shut and tried to focus.

"Jessica, not like that."

The cheerleader's emerald eyes looked up at Maridallura again as the blonde goddess lowered herself to her daughter and held out her hand,

"When you are around those you care for, your magic strengthens, but it also releases our innermost natures. Once you're surrounded by it, you don't need to think. Thought does not guide a genie's magic. You will know what it desires because you are guided to know. You feel it around them and can see, touch, smell, taste, and listen to it. When you manifest, you will be able to know it far better than your own thoughts. Thoughts are driven by our emotions; emotions are driven by desire, desire by magic. If you are to learn, you must stop thinking and let yourself be guided. The mortal hesitations and noises of your thoughts must be discarded. Those will not help you in your quest. Those urges you have described that you hold back are those of a pure Djinn Sister. Release them, and your true senses will reveal themselves. Even if I do not understand why you feel the way you do, I cannot help you unless you follow them as water does from the river to the sea. They are water, Jessica. You must let them flow freely to the source."

Jessica looked up at her Mother as she smiled down at her and wiped her lip with her thumb,

"To be Djinn, you must release yourself. Do as you desire. You are close, but when you fully embrace that, you will know how it truly feels to be what you are born to be."

Her Mother's words to her echoed as they had the night before, but now she had to put them into practice.

"Okay, Mrs. Cooper. I'll tell you…."

Let go of what will happen, Jessica reminded herself. Her Mother's voice repeated the word again and again,

"Flow."

Follow the desires wishing to be released, not the thoughts of what to do. Don't think.

The teenage genie's eyes began to glow as she uttered her favorite phrase,

"Simon says to look into the light - follow the light. Simon says be entranced and lose yourself to the voice and the light."

Jessica stroked the emerald of her collar and watched the four women lean forward with their arms dropping to their sides as they became hypnotized by the familiar glow of her illusions. What followed was the figure of the perverted bastard that altered them, that they followed, as her own words spoke through the illusion and Kevin's voice,

"Show Jessica what we have planned for later."

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Si, Maestro.”

They all spoke in unison and said in a spectrum from anxious nerves to outright arousal. They walked single file to another part of the house as Jessica watched her coach turn to face her, eyes glowing,

In total, fluent and spiced Spanish, the perverted cheerleader coach barked at her Captain to follow her and the other thralls of Kevin to another part of the house. The smell and senses of sex and depravity became more assertive as the genie closed her eyes to avoid whatever sicko redecorating that perverted dweeb had done to the Myers homestead. Strangely, she felt something like a blue whisp even as her eyes remained closed and continued walking down the hallway barefoot.

"Here we are."

Jessica popped her emerald eyes open to look around the ample open space that she distinctly remembered the Myers showing off as their available display cases and home theater suite. The only thing that seemed to be present from the old house was the fireplace placement that she remembered her father remarking about to Stephanie as a terrible attempt to show off.

Kevin probably felt the same way. This is why it was now a black retrofuture design built into the walls instead of hardwood and cobblestones. The sunken floor that once had a television ingrained in the trophy case wall had been redone with a black all-leather wrap-around couch and a small stage that jutted out in front of the sofa. The genie began to sweat as she watched the stripper pole lower from the ceiling with the push of a button, and the lights dimmed to reveal the neon lighting under the shiny black floor of the stage.

It was even more challenging to ignore how the former Mrs. Myers immediately vaulted onto the stage and began to swing and dance around the pole, her breasts squishing it between them. Jessica had to shake herself to remember they were still waiting for the illusionary Kevin to issue more orders.

But then the genie realized it was wrong to snap her thoughts from her feelings. That wasn't the goal. The goal was to become stronger in tune with the magic around her, able to sense it as her Mother could, and become better at following and trusting her genie instincts. She needed to follow her feelings. The thoughts would follow from them. Flow through them.

Immediately, her childhood companion in the kitchen came to mind.

Simon needed a capable genie to be a stronger Master. He needed to get stronger; she needed to get stronger. They needed to become perfectly in sync. They were one and the same. So, Jessica allowed the illusion of Kevin to spank her coach on the ass, follow around and act as if he would to get them to do as she wanted.

As soon as the cheerleader began to do so, something began to build inside her, feelings that led to a logic she had kept down in the past to shield herself from embarrassment and exposure.

Now, rather than fight it, she listened to it. Jessica Edwards let herself go once more. In doing so, the display was no longer a concern as the need for sensing the magic outweighed it. A display was a display; what mattered more than that was trivial. Once it had been realized, the real focus could start.

The first thing the genie took notice of was Jessica Myers standing still naked, anxiously sweating from head to toe. The cheer captain walked up to her for the first time since the incident at cheerleading practice, then noticed how red her ass had been from hand marks. She had been spanked repeatedly, punished for a reason she did not know.

Jessica quickly released the young woman from her trance, and the two blondes locked eyes again. She never even asked herself what she was doing but desired an answer to a question,

"Why aren't you bullying me now?"

The young woman, the once male Eastlake QB and dickhead boyfriend, nervously squirmed and covered her exposed areas. Myers looked away in embarrassment and shame as she still hadn't been pulled fully from the trance,

"Because you're better than me. I'll never be you."

The head cheerleader remembered how her Master's words to Myers in the gym reinforced and echoed through that statement. Jessica Myers looked crestfallen at the ground as Simon's declaration washed over. It was not to last.

Jessica Myers' head snapped back up, fully aware, face in a disdainful, disgusted scowl at the genie as her Popular Queen persona returned,

"Not that it's any comfort knowing a bitchy submissive freak like you is better than me. What an embarrassment."

It didn't help that Jessica felt that she was staring into a mirror the moment her doppelgänger glared back at her. It was also hard to forget that the girl who was once her domineering prick of an ex-boyfriend bullied her worse than any other person she met in a short amount of time.

Psychologically, Kevin had found the perfect way to get back at her. He had made the version of her that had tormented her Master, himself, and anyone else who got in the way of the Queen of Eastlake. The bitch leered at the genie again and continued to deal with something painful the way Jessica had in the past: an attempt to crush it.

"Aren't you overdressed? I should've known Simon would prefer to dress you in his clothes rather than your own. Daddy will ask Harris why he is letting you roam the house without a leash, y'know. He doesn't like pets who haven't finished obedience school. Shouldn't you be following your boyfriend around on your knees anyway, Edwards? Having seen you for myself, like being led around, don't you?"

The flashback to cheerleading practice made the genie wince. The hooked feeling of being exposed and belittled in front of the entire squad. Then came the terror and hopeless feeling that made her run from the room, the failure of being able to put on her own clothes in front of her friends. This girl revealed that to Tiffany, which caused her ex-best friend to unleash on her further and show the true manipulative puppetmaster that had always been pulling the strings behind her.

If she reacted in fear of the voice in her head, she would only make it easier to argue with and humiliate herself further. Myers wanted a bitch to fight on her level. That's what she would've done to justify her behavior toward others in the past.

Instead of that, Jessica fell back on what her feelings were driving her to say, not on the defiance of a High School Queen,

"If Master wishes to lead me around, then he may lead me around."

The clone became flustered, and her eyes widened at the response, the golden blonde tilting her head and drawing closer to her paler blonde counterpart. Jessica recognized the look on her face. The disbelieving eyes and insulted scoff made Myers ready to call her more names. Two weeks ago, she would've cackled at a response like the one she just gave. This was the value Kevin had in mind when he cloned her.

To be the version of herself he had encountered and dealt with thrown back at her.

The Queen Bitch of Eastlake. Jessica Edwards knew that young woman all too well. The girl on her pedestal atop the world. Who was willing to humiliate and **** anyone and anything in her way for what she thought she desired for herself. The head cheerleader leaned forward to look into the icy blue sapphire orbs that were Myers's eyes. She looked at the personification of the voice inside her head that told her Mother she wanted to be normal,

"I don't know if you noticed, but you're the one who's naked now."

With both hands, the genie pulled her Master's sweater to reveal the thigh highs and bikini bottoms clothing her, with nothing else but skin,

"Would you rather I be naked with you? We can compare our bodies. Even though I have to ask Master to dress me, I have no problem with taking my clothes off."

Immediately, the doppelganger Jess scrambled to cover herself with her hands, her skin flushed,

"S-So? At least I can put my own clothes on! What's your excuse, freak?"

Jessica's emerald eyes flickered as she noticed something strange about her clone as the oversized hoodie dropped back down to cover her to the top of her quads. It was as if the air around Myers had drawn heat to it. It was faint, but something in her senses began to notice it there. All while her clone grew more flustered and embarrassed as she would in her position,

"Y-You…what? What are you looking at me like that for, you dumb-collared slut?"

Her aroused embarrassment only made the genie want to be more forward, innocent in tone but not in display,

"I enjoy it. Not being able to choose. Letting all my worries go and let Master do it for me. Wouldn't you?"

As if it was her past self in disbelief, the doppelgänger cackled at her, increasingly trying to tamp down on her own nervous behavior,

"Wow, you're way more fucked in the head than I remember you being, Jessica. Is this how you're handling stress now? Do you think this keeps you from losing more prom votes?"

Jessica Myers' sudden attempts to pose herself as in control of the situation, probing for weaknesses in her psyche and exploiting the jugular,

"I mean, it's pretty clear even your shallow ass doesn't want to be Captain, head cheerleader, prom queen. That's never been you. I mean, look at how you're acting! No one cares if you want to just be Simon's Cock Hungry **** if you just say so. We'll just treat you like the pet bitch you want to be treated. That's what gets you off, doesn't it?"

Damnit, this bitch was so good at pushing her buttons, the genie thought.

She pouted and watched as the air around Myers returned to normal, and a panicked voice yelled in her head angrily,

'No! Stop listening to her! She's wrong!'

Why? She'd probably be doing the same thing if she had been in her shoes. Pointing out every part of normalcy that had been thrown out the window, exploiting the differences that made her not as human. After all, that was what this Jessica had. What Jessica Edwards would never be able to have – being a normal human.

Which meant that she didn't know how to handle it when it came to these situations…

…Unlike a genie.

Jessica's mind flashed to the constant flustered attempts to make her Mother dress or cover her naked body, the way Maridallura was utterly unfazed by such consternation or behavior.

What would Mother do?

The answer to that question came as her desires caused her legs to shudder, and the blonde's emotions seemed to be in agreement with her as she said the words aloud,

"Why wouldn't I want to be Master's Cock Hungry ****? My Master is wonderful. You really know nothing about him."

Jessica retorted back to her doppelgänger as she closed the distance between them,

"I can still be all those things for him; he'll make more than I was. My part is simple - he tells me what to do, and I do it. He thinks, and I obey. It's a weight lifted not having to think about it."

The genie watched the icy blue eyes widen as they were mere inches and centimeters from their lips touching,

"I only need to feel it. All of it. You'll never truly know what the way he makes me feel is like. The way his emotions feel inside of me. Can you imagine what it must be like to know how much someone truly loves you? How desirable it feels, how wonderful it is to be Master's through his own heart? To be the real me is to be owned by the one I love most, to know you are the most desirable one in his life as he is yours. I shall always desire to be whatever he desires, for he owns all of me. The pleasure it brings overwhelms me until I say nothing but his name. You can never experience the true ownership someone who loves you will have for you as Master does for me. You can only hope to sate the void you have. How sad is that for you, copycat?"

Almost instantly, the pale blonde cackled as her face barely held it together, her entire naked body flushed as she watched the golden blonde genie turn her back to her.

"Y-You… you're fucking joking, right? How could acting like a fucking display piece be better than…."

"Honestly, between this and your old self, Myers? That smug sense of superiority is such a turn-off. You're only fooling yourself at this point. Stop being such a fucking wound-up bitch and live a little. Does Kevin even fuck you, or are you so pathetic to him that he's kept you a virgin?"

Jessica felt the rippling around the clone of herself return, sensing the faint presence as her body registered a breeze around her wrists, pulling her away. Mother would follow it, so she should as well,

"Anyway, you're boring me. I wanna go play with your Mom. She seems way more fun now."

The blue eyes of Jessica Myers shot wide open in horror as she began to babble and attempt to compose herself as the genie turned to follow the strange feeling guiding her toward the other member of the Myers family.

"M-Mom? Y-You…what are you going to…."

Quickly, Myers fell back into her trance and went silent. The actual Jessica, meanwhile, raised her brow in astonishment. She remembered the family matriarch from various social gatherings and through dating her son. However, the full-on blonde bimbo known as Dee Dee Myers hadn't a care in the world. She continued to dance the pole, wholly focused on the illusion of Kevin, who wandered around and made faces at her. The dark, possessive grin and look of amusement on the perverted illusion's face as Jessica focused in on the woman.

Mrs. Myers now seemed like a cartoonish clone of her own Stepmother. Given who transformed her, it was an easy assumption that Kevin had toward Stephanie. However, that quickly became less obvious as the platinum-blonde MILF twirled and spun herself around the pole in the center of the room. More likely, Jessica realized, Kevin had fulfilled a perverted daydream he had at one point or another. In any case, the genie remained silent as the illusion spoke to the older woman,

"Dee Dee, my bubbly-bodied MILF toy, come say hello."

The entranced bimbo giggled and smiled. Dee Dee Myers moaned, pulling herself off the pole as Jessica's ears picked up the sounds of a low hum from the hot pink latex pressed against the woman's ass and pussy. The erect nipples were barely covered by the cutoff white tank top. Was Mrs. Myers wearing sex toys under that pink PVC bikini?

"Yes, Daddy. Hi, Jessie-cakes Edwards!"

Jessica nearly snapped her head upon hearing the perkiness and vapid bubblegum energy from the woman who was once her ex-boyfriend's Mother. With her empty-headed smile directed to the genie, Jessica suppressed the sudden knot in her throat. Kevin probably thought that they probably got along since Brad's Mother had been a cheerleader, and Jessica, the current Captain of the squad.

Nothing could have been further from the truth.

At that moment, Jessica didn't know whether to gulp from the nerves or cackle at the woman's change. She bit her tongue as the energy fluctuated again. She couldn't let up now or snap into thinking.

Unfortunately, the response was for the illusion of Kevin to notice the interaction,

"Oh, right. You knew the **** before, didn't you, Dee Dee?"

Damnit, the genie cursed internally. She made that illusion of Kevin too well! She'd let it slide for now as her focus remained on the bimbo trophy wife, who was still entranced by the glow in her eyes. Her body dropped forward as her hips hinged, breasts bouncing with the rest of her in the way to let her lips speak as if the male teen was indeed there,

"Of course, Daddy! She's totally that little spoiled bitch of Teddy Edwards and his Trophy Whore!"

The genie nearly felt an eye pop out of her head as she raised her eyebrow at the giggling insult directed at her. Through the vapid, slutty voice and giggling transformed physical and mental state, it sure sounded like Mrs. Myers had a clear memory of what happened in her past. Jessica's mind clicked to the previous 48 hours.

Her father went to Eastlake; that was something she knew, and he knew a few people from having been classmates. Her father was around Mr. Myers's age, so she knew Brad's parents were together in High School around the same time – the 'It' Couple of the Head Cheerleader and Captain of the Football Team in their day, sure. Maybe they had gone to school together or were a couple grades apart.

But, "Teddy Edwards and his trophy whore?"

The initial surprise was unable to avoid that the genie heard herself speak with surprise,

"You knew Daddy?"

The woman's balloon chest bounced excitedly as Dee Dee giggled and wiggled. She was no longer the arrogant woman who glared at her with a false smile and acted like she was a teenager herself,

"Oh, I, like, knew your Daddy from High School! My dumb ex always chased him around with his buddies and dealt with him when he got too close to me or my friends! Your Daddy was totally such a, like, psycho creepo! Ewwww!"

Jessica frowned as she felt insulted by the trophy wife, who pulled a finger at her pink lips and hummed again with a moan,

"Of course, my hubby turned out to be such a stupid cuck! So stupid! He, like, totally couldn't compete with you, Daddy! He's a bigger, smellier loser than Teddy Turdwards was! Oh my gosh! Daddy! We had so many names for him! I totally called Jessie 'Princess Turdwards' behind her back, like, all the time!"

The illusion of Kevin chuckled and then loomed over the genie intently,

"Well, then, you hear that, ****? Loser Father, loser Daughter. Makes sense, doesn't it?"

Dee Dee clapped and bounced as she agreed,

"Oh, yes, Daddy! I like, totally always said little Jessie was fucked up as Teddy! I could totally tell she was a silly little slut when she came through the door! I knew she was like 'Trouble When She Walked In~' I love that song! Anyway, Jessie-Cakes was such a little arrogant bitch with that totally false smile. I was totally insulted when hubby said we were similar, Daddy. I told him we weren't! She's totally a dirty little psycho Turdwards just like Teddy, not like my Jessica at all!"

The genie allowed the bimbo to blab on, but she'd let the humiliation and insults go on long enough. Annoyed, Jessica decided she wouldn't let others take offense to her family. Even if her father had been the way he was, and even if she was a transformed bimbo now, Dee Dee Myers wouldn't insult her family and get away with it! She was an Edwards Genie, damnit!

The genie's emerald eyes glowed as the illusionary Kevin walked behind his toy again as she desired. The rippling heat around the woman grew again as the cheerleader let herself loose again. She let the perverted puppet speak for her,

"Now, Dee Dee, don't forget how much of a dumb little slut you are! After all, it was your little fucked up child that got himself expelled trying to hurt Jessica, right? It was his stupidity that ruined your family."

Immediately the MILF flushed and moaned with a quick nod,

"Of course, Daddy."

The genie felt humidity as she pressed the false Kevin forward with more,

"Teddy Edwards took all that resentment and came back far wealthier and more powerful than you could ever hope to become. In fact, his turds are solid gold now, unlike the ones you gave birth to. Was it not your daughter, Jessica, who tried to do the same thing for me? I told you how she didn't listen and failed miserably, right? Your children are as dumb as you are, silly bimbo. How many times a day can I trick you into getting fucked by cock? As overconfident, psycho, and foolish as Simon's **** here has been, even she isn't as dumb as you are. How dumb must you be to lose everything and become my fucktoy, Dee Dee?"

The bimbo put a finger in her mouth and nodded,

"Yeah, like, that's true. You're totally right that Jessie-Cakes is totally smarter than I am. I'm sorry my babies and I were so stupid! I'm just a silly, dumb mommy-cunt that needs to be totally railed! My daughter is such a dummy because of me; like, ultra stupid! Shall I punish her again for being such a stupid bitch with spankies again, Daddy?"

The genie felt an amused and aroused smirk come to her face as the woman said that, nearly moaning out of her wedged, pink, latex bikini bottoms. The smell of sex fluttered into the genie's nostrils as she realized the bimbo had already climaxed during this conversation, referring to her reduced intelligence – more than once. The same heat aura as with Myers appeared around the doppelganger's Mother at the start and was beginning to turn into something else. It was more robust and radiated with sensation.

Jessica's hair and smooth skin felt something more ripple against it. Her emerald eyes continued to glow as she watched the air around Dee Dee change.

At first, there was a blue flicker, then a strange pink mist floated around the trophy wife's head like a ring of translucent cotton candy. It thickened as an intense light began to radiate from behind the leaking pink outline of the vibrating dildo.

The genie felt her face heating up as the illusion of her nemesis continued to question Dee Dee to increase its effect,

"I'm your Daddy for a reason, sweet little Dee Dee. You're in no position to hate Jessica for these things, right?"

"No, Daddy," the transformed Myers family Matriarch pouted and bowed her head as the cloud went in one ear and out the other.

The pink mist expanded around the bimbo's body, breasts, and lower half.

Jessica stopped focusing on control of the illusionary Kevin, and her eyes paid attention to the pink mist around the latex around the woman's pussy. The cheerleader reached out with a finger curiously. The genie reached out to touch it. Her index finger ran down the front of Dee Dee's bottoms to feel the moisture, the vibrations of the prominent dildo on the other side.

What was the mist for?

She watched as the pink vapors slowly traveled away from Dee Dee and against her face. Within moments, the mist was sucked in and inhaled by the cheerleader's nostrils.

The genie closed her eyes and then snapped them open as it hit her brain. It felt like a bubblegum milkshake with a brain freeze that injected horny pleasure inside her body rather than cold pain at that moment.

Jessica shuddered as she felt she needed to find a way to make more of it – whatever it was. There was a desire for more inside the teenager that told her she needed to go further and find more.

"You love dancing on that pole in front of Simon's **** for me, don't you, toy?"

Mrs. Myers twirled and stretched out as she swung and wrapped herself around the smooth metal staff. She wrapped her legs around the pole and held herself out, her breasts again stuck out in Jessica's face as the sounds of the sex toys inside her smacked against the bar. With each horny giggle, the bimbo's body bounced in the air with her back arched. The cream of her pussy became lubricant as her body slid down toward the platform.

Jessica only watched as her vision and perception became further open to the pink mist and growing aura around the transformed woman. Her entire head continued to be filled with cotton candy pink-colored smoke.

Dee Dee giggled as she pulled herself and swung out again with a single arm and leg until she landed on her feet before the cheerleader. She then bent her ass toward the genie and twerked before her aroused gaze, which was snapped through, followed by a loud spank she gave herself with her right hand. The giggling modified ass cheeks reverberated with more of the mist.

As she continued to feel it spritz itself against her, Jessica desired to feel more than just this mist.

Suddenly, the woman was interrupted by the illusion of her Sugar Daddy commanding toward another,

"Olivia. Come here."

The genie suddenly snapped her head to what was ordered. Jessica hadn't even considered what the fake Kevin would do in reaction to her desires. She looked up in surprise when her transformed biology teacher walked over, still entranced.

"Yay! Mrs. Cooper!" Dee Dee bounced, clapped, and shot her arms in the air as she rubbed her ass against the stripper pole,

"Smarty teacher! Super smarty sexy science slut!"

Mrs. Myers must've had biology with Mrs. Cooper when she was at Eastlake when she was at the actual age Kevin transformed her into.

The brunette, still clad as a slutty Eastlake cheerleader, stood waiting for orders as the illusion spoke to her,

"I don't think Jessica has learned her lesson from school. Don't you?"

The genie shuddered as she felt the words direct the woman at her, but something didn't feel right. Jessica looked at Olivia Cooper and sensed her; the strange feeling in her stomach told her this wasn't right.

The outfit was wrong for her. It felt wrong.

Mrs. Cooper hated cheerleaders – she was good at hiding her disdain for them, sure - why would she want to even be one? Jessica asked herself.

At that moment, staring at her de-aged teacher clad in a cheerleader uniform, a memory reminded her of freshman year of another young, authoritative Cooper.

Haley Cooper.

Mrs. Cooper's youngest daughter and Captain of the Tigers Cheer Team when Jessica first got to High School. The graduating senior left the squad and gave pointers to the younger members, including Sam and herself. When she was still a freshman, the genie overheard and listened as Haley was annoyed with her Mother - not just because she was a teacher - but because of how she reacted to the parties and events her daughters wound up at. For whatever reason caused it, Mrs. Cooper was strict.

Strict.

That was the word Jessica remembered as the intimidating feeling of Mistress Cooper returned. The genie stared at her teacher, and all she could remember was the domineering way Mrs. Cooper treated her and used the crop against her.

Making her submit to an unrestrained authority.

Olivia Cooper desired it, too. The genie could feel it from her, whisper into her skin.

The image came to mind, and Jessica watched her teacher's clothes and hair transform and manifest itself to life. The cheerleader uniform morphed into a leather half-corset that nearly allowed Cooper's younger, large breasts to burst out; a leather collar wrapped around her neck, studded with metal and a ring; her arms were then given wrist cuffs to match; long brunette locks that were once held in twin ponytails and ribbons replaced and twisted until held up in a dominatrix's high ponytail; high cut leather boots past her knees; the skirt of the uniform burst and clung itself into an open-crotch black rubber-latex thong and belt. Finally, Mrs. Cooper's face was painted in heavy blood-red lipstick and dark eyeliner.

Still entranced, the returned Mistress Cooper licked her lips in delight. She snapped the black whip that appeared in her hands from the holster on her belt. The teacher wrapped and stretched it around her arms, tightening it.

The genie watched the Dominatrix lick her own lips in predatory delight. She smiled as if freed from her own hesitation and concern,

"No, sir. Don't worry; I'll ensure Miss Edwards gets it through her thick head."

Jessica didn't know why she did it or allowed herself to change Mrs. Cooper back into her Mistress form, but the genie felt it. It wasn't only about the amulet's power and prior change; it was desire - a desire that came from deep inside her teacher. As the woman's hand forcefully moved to pull her student's golden blonde hair roughly, the cheerleader saw an aura around her. The change of clothes had a light to them; the colors around Mrs. Cooper's skin were glowing red, and the aura around Dee Dee Myers' was bright neon pink. Jessica could feel the vibrancy of colors around the transformed parts of the room. The genie felt what was changed, what was not, and it felt like her hair was floating like the air had turned to water. She could sense it.

Almost as if it was all her senses acting together at once - and yet not at all – it was entirely new at the same time. Jessica moaned as her ass was spanked to lower her to her knees by the teacher. She looked up again at the light beginning to glow from the others from her teacher as she pulled her face to look at her,

"My, my, Jessica. You have such a lovely look on your face. If I hadn't known better, you were thinking something extremely improper…."

It hit the cheerleader at that moment as she no longer perceived the room around her or the women around her in the same way; the illusion of Kevin was no longer physical to her in its current form, and there were lines of emerald green that trickled like rain drops upward from her own body as if they defied gravity.

It was from her. She knew this could feel like nothing else and, therefore, could not be anything else.

This was it. This was magic!

All these sensations and colors were what her Mother wanted her to see!

Mistress Cooper wasn't just what Kevin made her, the magic, the aura around her, the innermost desires, and the aura's influence. A bright light drew her attention as it drew closer to her face, and the genie opened her mouth to taste it.

Jessica lifted her head toward it, ready to feel it hit her skin again like sunlight. There was energy that needed to flow through them, and that flowed through her.

It all could flow through her.

She could sense it!

In an instant, that would all change.

'Jess, what are you….'

"WHAT IN THE LIVING FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE!?!"

All her progress came to a halt as the sudden thoughts of her Master and another male voice screaming apoplectic snapped the genie from her work.

Jessica squealed loudly in panic and crab-crawled away from her teacher, allowing the illusion of Kevin to finally dispel. In an instant, everything she had sensed and kept the women under her spell seemed to shatter away. Within milliseconds, the genie teleported instinctively to Simon's leg and wrapped herself around him. A giant puff of emerald green smoke quickly appeared and dispelled across the living room. Kevin's four pets in the room blanked their eyes but remained still in whatever state the cheerleader had left them. They were all, albeit somewhat confused state, as the trance was lifted. The quartet looked as if having awoken from an unexpected nap.

The blonde cheerleader quickly looked up when she felt Simon's hand pat her head. Jessica said nothing as her body sighed instinctively. She nuzzled with her eyes closed and let her Master's touches soothe her.

In retrospect, Simon probably should've realized sooner something like this would've happened when Jessica accessed the amulet's power to start her training. Now, the young Master sighed as his girlfriend wrapped and squeezed out the circulation in his leg like a jumped cat, and Kevin was trying to process what had happened in front of him.

"What-WAS THAT ME-What's, what the actual fuck, where did she…."

The awkward teen continued to watch his friend's head explode as he checked the two teachers, Jess Clone and Blonde House Doll, as each one looked as confused as the next to what was happening. In the meantime, the young Master sighed again and looked down at his girlfriend in the eyes as she relaxed under his head rubs,

'So, did you make any progress?'

Upon feeling the comfort of his hand atop her head, Jessica perked up and smiled brightly. The flushed cheeks and slight sweat on the cheerleader as she nodded excitedly.

"Yeah. Oh my god, it was so crazy, Master! I felt and saw so…."

Unfortunately, Kevin's eyes had managed to lock in on the genie still curled around his leg, and he snapped himself to unleash his anger,

"There you are!"

"Eeep!"

Simon felt his girlfriend scramble to her feet and cling tightly to his back; Jessica used his size again to hide herself.

His childhood companion anxiously peered her head out to see Kevin storming toward her and ducked herself back behind her boyfriend's back to avoid being glared at. The perverted outcast growled and turned his focus to her Master being used as a shield. Kevin didn't take very long to remind himself of how interrogating Jess went the last few times. Simon noticed his friend was clearly tense as he took a moment to stop and exhale before the nerdy outcast groaned in annoyance,

"What the fuck was she doing, Simon?"

Simon shrugged his shoulders as he felt Jessica's emerald eyes peeking out and ducking again as he talked,

"Hey, you wanted her to leave the room, and I wanted her to stay focused. She needed to work on the homework her Mom left her, so I reminded her she should do that."

The deadpanned glare on Kevin's face said it all as he repeated the word skeptically,

"Homework."

Simon nodded, unfazed, as his friend gave him a classic look whenever he said a word that didn't make sense without context. Kevin pointed back over his shoulder at the women he had controlled, who were now different from how they were when they arrived,

"What the fuck kind of homework is that?"

Before he answered, Simon motioned his chin and face toward the four confused women in the room who were now listening in and paying attention. If they were going to talk about genies and magic, there wouldn't be any eavesdropping.

With the amulet now back under somewhat of his control, Kevin growled and turned around to snap his fingers at each of the four individually.

Simon raised an eyebrow when he felt Jessica tug on his clothes. She let out a small huff as her Master chuckled internally.

The dorkish teen mused that she would have to learn to deal with other people snapping their fingers around her. Simon then turned back to watch the rest of Kevin's thralls move themselves.

The former Mrs. Myers reached up with her arms and grabbed onto the pole behind her to stretch her legs into a wishbone with a wide grin before freezing in place. Jessica Myers dashed from the room with her naked body bouncing in full view until she was upstairs and out of sight; finally, the two teachers walked over to two doors of the modified trophy case and placed themselves inside, facing them while remaining still. Kevin crossed his arms,

"There, they won't interfere or hear us. The three of them are practically statues now. Satisfied? Get out here, genie!"

"Make me!" Jessica barked back, although it was muffled in the back of her Master's open shirt.

Simon groaned as, once again, his two closest friends from childhood turned mortal enemies seemed ready to go back and forth,

"Guys, can we seriously not do this again…."

The cheerleader whined before releasing the hold on her Master's back and then hesitantly moved herself before him. Although Simon had to catch his balance when Jessica decided to rest against him, ass to the groin, left hand holding right arm, legs crossed as she glared guardedly at Kevin.

For his part, the perverted teenager scoffed in disbelief, rolled his eyes, and shook his head at her continued antics,

"It's rude to mess with other people's things, ****."

Simon's face fell flat as he glared, annoyed at Kevin's statement. He told the perverted nerd not to call Jess that anymore.

His girlfriend squirmed and pouted against his torso from the scolding before she spoke reluctantly,

"People aren't things…."

"Last I checked, you aren't a person either, blondie. So, why should I listen to you?"

Jessica huffed as Kevin cut her off with an annoyed shake of his head and pointed toward their biology teacher with his thumb,

"Anyway, spit out why the fuck Olivia's dressed back up for BDSM before we both insult each other to the point your Master shuts us both up again."

'Fucking Bastard,' the genie growled in telepathic anger.

At this point, Simon's annoyance outweighed his ability to stay silent, and he caught the genie off guard when he possessively wrapped his arm around her waist, his ear against the blonde's ear,

"Jess, you know he can't hurt you. Not while I'm around. Go ahead. Tell him. Don't be embarrassed."

He could feel his girlfriend's face heat up next to his as she bit her lip anxiously and glanced upwards at his face. The genie nodded and pressed herself further into his grip as she looked at her bare feet on the floor,

"I was…trying to sense my magic. I need to learn how to manifest it…I have to awaken and stuff…."

She mumbled loud enough for him to hear but not enough for Kevin to make it all out. Simon watched as his outcast friend growled and took a step toward her,

"I can't hear you, genie. Speak up."

Jessica snarled back as she stomped her foot defiantly,

"I'm trying to learn how to wield my magic, asshole! Y'know, the whole thing you overheard my Mom telling me? Sensing and feeling magic! The thing that gave you that necklace around your neck? The one I can use on you if you keep fucking with me?"

Kevin's eyes bulged as he immediately attempted to shield the silver cat's eye from the head cheerleader in a futile attempt to protect it from being used against him. Simon snickered to himself as the realization of Jessica's control over the object came back to the forefront of the nerd's mind.

"Okay, okay, fine! I get it. I'm Sorry! Sorry! Goddamnit!"

Simon felt Jessica suddenly go silent and frozen in place. He glanced down at her as she seemed somewhat at a loss for words.

'I can't remember the last time he actually tried to apologize to me,' the genie thought toward her Master in slight amusement.

Jessica's confidence slowly began to return as Simon felt the genie press herself away from the bulge in his pants to lean forward,

"You're just lucky I didn't do more when you interrupted me, you perverted idiot! Master doesn't have to put up with your shit, in fact…."

The awkward teenager watched his friend suddenly yelp as the sapphire in the amulet began to glow a familiar green color once more. Within seconds, the young Master's hand latched itself under the sweater she wore and against the genie's ass to keep her from going too off the rails. His controlling grip and feeling of it pressed against her underwear fabric was followed by a stern command,

"No, Jess."

The cheerleader shuddered as she registered the glare from her Master holding her ass and stroking it. The amulet's glow disappeared around Kevin's chest as Simon watched. He listened as a moan managed to escape Jessica's lips, along with an excited whimper.

'No fair, Master…so mean….'

'You will not do anything to him unless I say so, Jess.'

'Yes, Master.'

Simon's eyes wandered around the room, observing the stripper pole and stage in the middle of the sunken floor. The two teachers frozen like display pieces as the former Myers family matriarch remained in place on the bar. He noted the projector on the ceiling and the number of display lights that were built above.

"So, this was where you were going to hold your cheerleader **** orgy then, Kev?"

Kevin began to **** on the air bubble trapped in his throat when his friend's blunt question came out of left field. It suddenly seemed more difficult to brag about when actually asked about it. The teenage Master and teenage genie kept their eyes on Kevin, adding to his apparent squirm,

"I-I, uh, well…yeah…."

Without waiting around, Simon delivered a quick set of pats against his girlfriend's bare right-ass cheek to usher her back into the room so he could look closer. Jessica's face quickly turned pink as she quietly pulled down the front of his sweater and walked past Kevin, the two of his childhood friends once again eying each other in suspicion while they entered the room together.

The teenager looked around the room, seeing what Kevin had done with the place, being the friend who was used to quietly observing while the other louder voices drowned him out. Simon's eyes quickly locked and pointed to the projector extended from the ceiling,

"I take it you hooked the gaming equipment up there, too?"

"Oh yeah," Kevin replied, almost as if he forgot,

"Of course I did."

Simon noticed Jessica had quietly grabbed him by the hand and began leading him around the room to look absentmindedly. The genie now fixated on the three other women still there with the teens. The blonde came within inches of Dee Dee's outstretched pelvis, close enough to where even Simon could hear the hum of the vibrator under the hot pink latex panties, the whiff of sex.

'She started dancing when we got here,' his girlfriend's thoughts remarked toward him.

Kevin then approached as he saw the way the blonde looked at his bimbo,

"What's the matter, genie? Feel bad for what's become of your former lover's Mama?"

Jessica scoffed at the insinuation and rolled her eyes. She crossed her sleeve-covered arms at Kevin and revealed what she really thought,

"Not really. She hated my fucking guts from day one. No matter what I did, she never thought I was good enough because of my father. It was like every other sentence she made at me was a veiled insult. Even before you freaking bimbofied her, she was such a high society snob. Should've been here when she told me about how she and Brad's Dad used to interact with him. No wonder Daddy hated Mr. Myers!"

Kevin's eyes went wide as he became stunned by the admission. Simon meanwhile found himself chuckling at his girlfriend's reply and teased back,

"So, Mrs. Myers is definitely not my Mom, then?"

The genie's eyes widened. Jessica spun around and quickly became anxious as she gazed at her Master. Simon watched as she began to turn pink and clutch her hands in front of her chest,

"Are you kidding? The minute your parents get home, I don't know what she'll do to me! Sammy's reaction was bad enough! Your Mom loved me until Sammy told her I was messing with you!"

Simon watched as his girlfriend childishly fidgeted with her fingers, embarrassed and bashful,

"It'll be worse than how Mom reacted to meeting you… she's gonna get me…."

Oh wow, worse than Maridallura's reaction to him? His Mom wouldn't be that hard on Jess, would she? Simon thought to himself.

"Oh man, I'd totally wish to see Mrs. Harris do that if I could," the other voice in the room suddenly announced.

Simon's eyes squinted over, annoyed at Kevin as he saw the grin grow on his best friend's face as he imagined what his Mother would look like punishing his girlfriend. Clearly, it wasn't just his sister that caused perverted thoughts among his family. Jessica fumed and quickly bounced on both feet animatedly as she snapped back,

"Shut up, you Perv! You'd get off on humping a pool noodle!"

The Master rolled his eyes again and focused instead on the human-sized glass cases that existed against the wall at the back of the stage. Where the two perverted teachers remained frozen inside, staring ahead absentmindedly.

"Kev…."

Kevin finally snapped out of his perverted daydreams and angered growls at the genie to raise his eyebrow at Simon while he pointed at the glass,

"What's with the human display cases?"

The young man raised his arms wide out in protest,

"What? You've never thought about displaying things you're proud of? Like your property? I'd think someone like you could appreciate that?"

Simon watched as his friend once again pointed a finger at his lover's face, causing Jessica to wrap herself protectively against his arm as a shield,

"Imagine displaying her in front of everyone in whatever way you wanted. Knowing you, genie, you'd get a kick out of that…."

Point blank, Simon tilted his head,

"But Jess and I already did that, though, so that's not the point. What you're doing is different. You have a fixed number of cases…."

Jessica let out a bouncing hiccup as she fidgeted again at the sudden and deadpanned delivery of her Master's revelation. Kevin stopped speaking to allow the side of his mouth to twitch while his brain exploded.

Eventually, the perverted teen caught up,

"Wait, wait, Simon. Go back! You displayed the genie in public! Seriously? When!"

"A couple days ago, but it was just a game, not really important," Simon then smiled at his girlfriend as her emerald eyes grew foggy as she remembered the feeling of being in the shop window,

"You had fun, though, right, Jess?"

The cheerleader's face turned red as her head bobbed slowly,

"Uh huh…."

The genie was again undeniably horny as she pressed her body back against his and began rubbing.

'I was a good mannequin…my Master's mannequin….'

She was also good at being a distraction when she got this way. Obviously, the genie's arousal remained upward, as much as she tried to mask it against Kevin. So the young Master decided to inspect the teachers again as the perverted outcast tried to figure out what act they had both done.

"So what made you make Mrs. Cooper so into Bondage play, Kev?"

His friend snapped from his thoughts and answered, somewhat perplexed,

"Dude, to be honest? I only wanted to see how hot Mrs. Cooper was in her prime and act out her deepest fantasies. Making her dress up like that? You heard me ask your girlfriend why she's like it again. I… didn't do that…at least not on purpose."

Both young men looked at each other in surprise before their eyes turned to Simon's genie girlfriend as she rubbed one of the oversized sleeves against her flushed face. Upon feeling the eyes of both nemesis and lover on her, Jessica hiccuped and bounced in place again.

"Um…."

Simon watched as the genie's embarrassment went into overdrive as his gaze caused her to turn her increasingly red cheeks and emerald eyes away,

“I…I…just…she….”

Unfortunately, Kevin began cackling in delight, holding his forehead and pointing.

"Oh my god, you actually fucking liked what I made her do to you in class, didn't you!"

"Shut up!" the cheerleader cried back.

Enough.

"Kevin."

The low growl, annoyed tone, and the look in his hazel eyes must've been enough to cause his perverted friend to get the picture. A moment later, Simon watched as Kevin's face turned as white as Jessica's was red.

Right, this conversation wasn't going anywhere, the genie's Master realized.

In fact, Jessica picked up on his emotional state immediately. In fact, she quickly acted out before Simon could even respond.

The genie spun at Kevin and stomped her foot, and Simon looked on as his best friend's mouth suddenly disappeared from his face entirely before his eyes. Upon realizing what just happened, the perverted nerd flailed as he felt the smooth skin where his mouth once was, and the cheerleader hummed with proud satisfaction,

"That's better! Now you just stay there and listen!"

Immediately, the dorkish teen sighed,

"Jess."

The sound of her name on her Master's lips caused the genie to spin back and look up at her childhood companion with a curious gaze,

"I told you not to do anything to him without my say so. You won't keep him that way forever, but you must answer now. If Kevin didn't make Cooper that way the first time, you must tell me why you did it the second time."

The flushed tone of her skin reemerged as the Queen of Eastlake could not resist Simon's orders. The blonde bit her lip nervously as she rubbed her arm. Kevin crossed his arms, still mouthless and well past impatient. However, the awkward teenager put that off to the side for his genie.

"I mean, I was-I just…I stopped thinking and let myself go," the genie started.

She glanced back again once or twice before she explained herself to her Master once more. As her hand rubbed against her opposing arm, she shuddered with growing pleasure,

"It was like that with Stephanie and Kimmy - and with Sammy - I just let myself go. Followed what Mom told me about. The Flow. I focused on that. When I started to change things, that was when I started to see, feel…SENSE everything differently. Then, when I used my powers and the amulet together, I followed the flow of events, and…it just…I saw things, something inside Mrs. Cooper. Some of it was there before, but then I drew out something I wanted to feel more of from inside. Like that time after kindergarten, we followed a creek to a river. I could sense it all and was so close to touching it…"

The embarrassed and red-faced genie squirmed as she looked up at the two taller young men again,

"B-But that was when you both showed up and interrupted me…now it's all gone…."

Simon sighed as Jessica folded her hands in front of herself and looked down in embarrassment,

"I'm sorry, Master. I was really close. I don't know if I could do it again with Kevin here and…."

'Lose that mortal sense of morality, Jessica….'

As soon as the memory of Maridallura flashed through his head, Simon watched as Jessica's eyes flashed in realization. He would need to see for himself what his genie girlfriend struggled to describe to him. Her Mother would not be happy if she didn't see any progress from her daughter when she returned.

If she came back. Maridallura's statement to him before he left was clear,

"Jessica's bond to you is greater than any mortal or sister's bond I have ever encountered. It's wasted on you, boy, but there is no avoiding it," the Mother genie frowned as she gathered the jeweled accessories of her clothing from the floor, then glared at him again with nearly the same face as the girl he loved.

"My daughter wishes to be a great genie, so you must be ready to do what is necessary for her progress. From that first lesson, I am now fully aware that you are the key to Jessica's Awakening of her Magical Heritage. Are you capable of doing such a thing, Simon Harris?"

He had to take control when it mattered,

"I think you should pick up where you left off, Jess."

She turned her head to look at the other person in the room and then back at her Master,

"R-Really? I don't want to it in front of…."

Simon squinted his eyes shut as he felt his face turning red; his head muscles squirmed. The awkward teenager inhaled through his nostrils as his shoulders stiffened. He was glad Kevin's mouth was missing, or he'd never hear the end of it.

He still wouldn't hear the end of it when it was over.

"No, Jess. You were close and were **** to stop because of us. It's only right if I help get you there…."

Both of his friend's eyes widened as he changed demeanor again with a sigh,

"Sorry about this, Kev," Simon announced,

"Jess needs to finish making a breakthrough, so I will have to have her finish what she started. That means I have to let her pick up where we interrupted, and I can't let you talk or move again until she's done."

Kevin's mouthless face let out a surprised moan through his throat as he reached out. Meanwhile, Simon watched as his genie's face grew deeper shades of red as she rapidly looked between the other people in the room. Her arms flailed in his sweatshirt as she stuttered severely to the point her mind had to speak for her.

'Master! This isn't the same! Kevin's in the….'

SNAP.