POV Cassidy: An empty lamp can grant wishes.

When Cassidy touched the lamp, the first thing she noticed was how oddly warm it was. It wasn't burning her or anything, but puzzlingly it didn't feel as hot as metal lying in the hot sun for a while ought to. The heat was like someone had kept it close to their chest until they left it behind. There was also this odd thrum, not a truly physical sensation. It was deeper, like her emotions and thoughts were quivering at the sheer... whatever this feeling was.

With the odd sensation, Cassidy almost reconsidered whether this lamp was magical. If life were like the stories, then Cassidy would rub the lamp and get a magical being who'd ruin or bless her life. Still, she couldn't imagine anyone managing to keep something as significant as outright _magic_ hidden for this long. It was an odd feeling, nothing else.

As she pulled the gold and blue lamp out of her bushes, she felt that familiar twinge of pain in her heart again. Cassidy knew that Vera was trying to help, but she wished her girlfriend would stop talking about her body like that. She knew, on a logical level, that transition had been great for her. She was a little bottom-heavy, and too tall for her own tastes, but those things were largely out of her control. Hell, she didn't even mind being a bit on the heavier side... except that it kept her from the last big step in her transition. Cassidy knew that Vera was mostly happy with her own equipment, so it was hard for her girlfriend to understand how she could only tolerate her own largely due to a certain _numbness_ to it. If it wasn't for doctors constantly denying her for her weight, she would've gotten bottom surgery ages ago.

She smiled sadly at the lamp, brushing the leaves off of it. If this thing were legit, she knew her three wishes by heart.

Cassidy froze as she felt some part of her connect to the lamp in her hands.

In a blink, there was a gush of colorless smoke billowing out of the lamp, and her mind numbly realized the only reason she could see it was that connection.

"Vera, I think this thing is real!" Panic and excitement warred in Cassidy's tone, but joy was mostly winning. Despite all of the stories about how making wishes could go wrong, Cassidy couldn't pass this opportunity up.

Cassidy knew that something was strange. Well, strange relative to summoning a djinn. She saw that colorless mist pooling around her feet, slowly crawling up her legs. Yet, it didn't do anything to her. No blue man with gold chains was appearing, anyway.

In another breath, she felt the slightest prodding in the back of her mind. It wasn't malicious, more like a friend you hadn't seen in a while knocking at your back door. Distant, intimate, and a little invasive yet harmless. Instinctively, Cassidy that the Lamp was asking permission for something.

As her eyes moved back to Vera for a moment, Cassidy saw her girlfriend move at a crawl. When she tried to pull Vera closer to her, she realized that it wasn't that Vera had slowed down, but that Cassidy's mind alone had sped up to an insane level. She felt that gentle prodding in the back of her mind again, almost as if the Lamp was asking, 'Can I come in?'

Cassidy wondered what would happen if she said yes, and her eyes were drawn towards the pooling smoke at her feet, then the lamp. Was the Lamp asking her to be the _genie_ of all things?

Cassidy moaned a little at the pleasure that lit up her mind at the thought. The Lamp's crude way of communicating without a firmer connection. The thing that caught Cassidy's attention wasn't the pleasure itself, although that was very nice, thank you, it was the way her groin felt. It didn't feel like the familiar and dysphoric sensations she was used to, but more like how her ass felt when she pleasured her hole... yet different.

Cassidy teared up a bit at the implication. In exchange for being the genie of this lamp, she'd get her dream body.

Cassidy didn't think twice. It was foolish. It left her open to getting rat-fucked by an ancient artifact of power. She couldn't find it in her to worry, however. Maybe the Lamp was altering her mind, but that wasn't worth entertaining. If it could, then it could.

Normal speed returned at her consent, and Cassidy could only hope she had made the right call. Her girlfriend looked at her in confusion and alarm. "What do you mean-" she began to say until the colorless smoke suddenly shifted. It instantly became an entrancing swirl of purples and greens playing with each other at Cassidy's feet.

Cassidy tried to put on her best reassuring smile, worried that she didn't quite make the mark. She only had one real chance to convince Vera that she consented to this, with all it entails. Her connection told her that's the only reason why the Lamp had bothered with gaining conscious consent when it _knew_ she would say yes. It didn't want to wait for a Mistress when there was a perfectly good one right there.

"C-cass, what the fuck.." Vera rarely cried, so Cassidy was momentarily confused as she saw tears in the corner of her eye. Though, it didn't take a neurotypical to figure that Vera was freaked out by one of the loves of her life being consumed by a swirl of colorful smoke.

Cassidy held her girlfriend's hands tightly and looked her in the eyes.

"Look at me. I know this is confusing, but I said yes to this, okay? The Lamp wanted one of us to be its' genie, and I agreed knowing that you'd be the one holding my Lamp. Okay? I didn't get **** into it, and I know what's coming next."

Vera, thoroughly confused and suspicious, nodded hesitantly.

"O-okay? What the hell is going to happen-"

At that moment, Cassidy could feel some of the mist enter her mind and begin to make changes. She kept the brief spike of worry off her face and relaxed further when she felt the wave of change part around her personality like water around a stone. The mist almost purred approvingly as it found its actual target; her sexuality was already mostly in line with what the lamp wanted out of a genie. Cassidy felt a burble of happiness and a thrill of pleasure course through her as her mist worked through the last vestiges of her inhibitions.

Cassidy could only guess she was to be some sort of Sex Genie based on the alteration, but she certainly didn't mind. Cassidy was already looking forward to a lifetime of loving and serving Vera and Isabella, this was a major upgrade to those plans.

Cassidy managed to answer her soon-to-be Mistress through the haze of pleasure, something she was sure she was going to have to get used to.

"Well, the Lamp is going to change my body, and I'll be sealed inside it until a cute Mistress," she managed to boop Vera's nose, making the other girl giggle despite everything, "rubs my lamp. Then, I get to serve her for as long as she wants me, or until my centuries-long contract with the lamp ends. Whichever happens first."

Vera wiped her tears onto her sleeves, more confused than ever. Cassidy felt as her legs dissolved into a tail of mist. Her eyes traced her forming tail to the spout of the Lamp. Cassidy gave her love one last kiss as she felt herself being forcefully tugged into her new home. The mist billowed up her body, her clothes and belongings falling into a pile on the ground, and she shrank into the Lamp.

"See you soon, Angel." She said, as she vanished.

It did break her heart to see Vera so visibly hurt, but her new instincts told her that it'd be fine when her Mistress inevitably released her from the Lamp. Then, the real fun would begin.

Still, there was more to do.

Cassidy giggled with glee as her body was reforged. Her skin renewed like a lifetime's worth of skincare treatments all at once, even the callouses she earned playing guitar fading away into smooth skin. Cassidy knew that this would hardly hinder her playing, her genie skin much tougher than before. Thankfully she was not airbrushed into something unrecognizable; not all of her scars and imperfections had faded into nothing. There was no magical weight loss program either. Her body hair, on the other hand, was absolutely defoliated. She knew that if she had legs anymore, she could rub them together and it'd feel heavenly.

A shiver of delight flew through her as she internalized the fact that she would never have legs or hips ever again unless her Master let her. Cassidy could get used to this total submission.

Her breasts shaped up, becoming more perky and full in her hands. She'd probably have to go up a bra size, but it felt like far more as her torso visibly shrank. If Cassidy was eyeballing it right, she was a good couple of inches shorter, and her body shifted proportionally. There was also a complete rewiring of her internals. While she wouldn't need to breathe, eat, or anything, she knew instinctively that if she wanted to, she could probably enjoy cheese without horrible stomach pains now.

Cassidy teared up as her deepest wish was granted. While she couldn't see it, she felt it when her penis reformed. It was being pushed back into her, forming a tight tunnel of flesh along with her testes. In a moment that was both too short and tortuously long, Cassidy had the vagina that she had been denied. For the first time in her life, she felt wholly herself. No asterisks, no questions.

She was so stunned by the revelation, she stopped paying attention to the changes until a new weight was added to her head. Surprised, Cassidy looked around until she caught sight of herself in the mirror.

Cassidy was stunned.

Beyond the mirror was the body of her more realistic dreams. Brown curly hair lay just so onto slightly narrower shoulders, framing a found face with a beautiful smile and captivating purple-green eyes. She also had sheep's horns curling around themselves on the sides of her head, giving her a mystical yet cute air. As she looked closer, she could tell that her new eyes weren't just purple and green, they were bar-shaped.

Cassidy figured some of her fursonas got incorporated into her genie form.

While she was scanning for moth wings, why not at this point, she saw that her body was much like her previous one. She wasn't a Playboy model or anything; she was a prettier version of herself. Her stretch marks faded away, her body was made even softer and squishier, and her belly button held an emerald piercing within.

While she was on the topic of clothes, Cassidy faintly worried that the lamp might not have taken cultural context into account when it dressed her like a traditional genie. Firstly, she was drenched in jewelry, with earrings, bangles, small nose piercings, and so on. She even had a little skirt around her waist that was covered in half a dozen golden chains of various sizes. Then there was the top, which was a purple... not a crop top, but Cassidy didn't know the word for it. It was a purple top that covered her shoulders and just above her stomach while leaving a little cleavage exposed. On top of that was a green vest of some sort, which she felt completed the look.

All and all, she felt pretty good with her new looks. Totally worth signing herself away to centuries of debauched servitude. Cassidy giggled dreamily as she thought about it. While she was happy to serve literally anyone, she really did hope that Vera would pick up the Lamp and use her soon.

Cassidy shivered happily at that thought, and luckily she didn't have to wait long for her beautiful Mistress to summon her.

Cassidy was excited to spoil Vera. After all, Cassidy had gotten everything she had ever wanted from the Lamp, so why not share with her beloved Angel~?