Jessica tells the Truth, and a few more things happen

Tiffany caught the spinning coin in her palm and smacked it onto the back of her other hand. It showed a beautiful girl's face, with long hair, a straight nose and shining green eyes. Somehow, you could discern their color from the gold of the coin.

"Jessica, you're up! Truth, Dare or Wish?"

"I'll take Truth for starters."

"So Jess, story time! Tell me everything about what you did with Ernest last night!"

"Okay, so during the party last night, I suddenly got what I thought was a weird birthday present. It was this little wooden box and I was curious what was in there, so I took it up to my room and opened it and I found this ring. This ring." She pointed at Tiffany's left index finger. The glitter of the gem on it matched the twinkling in her eyes, which Tiffany was on the verge of losing herself in.

"So then this woman which I've never seen shows up out of nowhere and says she's my mother, and a genie. And that I'm a genie. And that I have to grant the wishes of whoever wears this ring. Your ring, Mistress." A cloud of butterflies fluttered through Tiffany's stomach at the tone of her voice.

"And suddenly, there's this nerd kid Kevin bursting from my closet and wrestling me for the Ring. And I just so manage to kick it away from him, but it flies out the window and down the trellis. And then I look down and I see Ernest standing down there, bending down to the grass. And he picks it up and I hear him inside my head, asking, no wishing to know who it belongs to."

"The wish told me it belonged to me," Ernest interjected.

"And then I felt the wish going through me, and it felt SO GOOD and so bad at the same time because I knew it would just come at random whenever he wanted something. So that's basically when I decide I'm fucked, and I panic and ask everyone if they've seen him. I think you were the first one I asked, Mistress. Only at that point I can't say Ernest, I can only say Master. And then I panic even more."

Tiffany giggled, "Sounds like a really nice evening. I don't think you asked me though. I think I'd remember something like that."

"So anyway, shortly after that I hear him in my head again, wishing for a ride home. And then I get into the living room and Sam says he left together with you sometime ago because you promised him a ride. Only I had just talked to you a minute ago, so then I'm really confused and panicking and just not having a good day, and then I hear him make a wish again, and my underwear is soaked from all the wishes so I go to change and suddenly he wishes for the fucking girl of his dreams to explain to him what's going on and suddenly I'm there at his doorstep in the rain, in a bad porno version of our cheerleader outfit and dripping everywhere."

Ernest felt really bad about that, "I'm sorry Jess. If it makes you feel better you're still the girl of my dreams."

"Mine too. Did I just say that out loud?" Jess and Ernest's heads snapped to look at Tiffany, who held a hand in front of her mouth.

Jessica's compulsion by the game to continue telling the story broke the awkward silence. "So then he makes a whole bunch of confused wishes trying to figure out how it all works, and drives me all the way to orgasm with them, not to mention an additional orgasm from lying under a wish of his, and then finally he starts making some sensible wishes. Like, for us both to understand each other. And then we talk it out on his bed, and I convince him to give the ring to you, and to wish some good things for us three."

"And when that's all done, and I'm so wet from all the wishes, then he asks me if I'd let him sleep with me, the cheeky bastard. And he has the nerve to make the sex SO GOOD that I can't really think of anything else today."

Jessica's hands had started a tour of her upper body without her conscious consent, "Do you have any idea what granting wishes during sex feels like?" Her fingers were under her skirt. "I can hardly think of anything else right now, but--"

The genie **** herself to regain her composure, "Okay Jess, snap out of it. I can do this. Give me the coin, I'm handing out the next one."

As she grabbed the coin and threw it into the air, Tiffany interrupted, "I wish someone would show up and make this game interesting!"

The coin landed on the table to show the profile of a cute face with shoulder-length auburn hair. Jess looked up, finding herself staring at the doorway, and directly at the face in question. She groaned, partly from the feeling of Tiffany's wish and partly from the knowledge that Alexandria 'The Creep' Devin had just entered the game. Jessica put on her prettiest smile, "Hey Alex -- Truth, Dare or Wish?"

Alex sauntered to the chair across from Jessica and sat down. "Ooh, we're playing with wishes this time? Go ahead, wish me baby!" she said to Jessica's breasts.

What made Alex so unpopular among the girls wasn't that she was unattractive -- she wasn't. It was her sheer brazenness and disregard for any standard of dignity among her female fellows. When she was bored in Lit class, she just read her own books, some of them dirty. She knew she could get away with it because Ms. Littlewood was far too gentle a soul. When she was around attractive girls in the gym locker room, she just stared, without any apology. And of course, Jessica was her favorite target for such activities. With that in mind--

"I wish you wouldn't stare at my chest so much."

Jess almost thought it hadn't worked when the rush of pleasure she braced herself against failed to make itself felt, but Alexandria's eyes went up to meet hers for what seemed like the first time. Apparently, all the magic the game needed had already left her body and resided in the room now.

Alexandria however didn't hesitate to show her disapproval at the wish, "Rude. I just wanted to have a look at what you're offering. It's not my fault you're putting them right in front of me. Also I believe I get the coin now." She held her out her hand, palm up.

Jess groaned and gave her the coin. She looked at it, admiring the detailed replica of Jessica's face. She turned it over and looked at the picture of Tiffany. She turned it over again and looked at the image of-- Ernest.

"Neat. It even has all of the other players' faces," she stated as if such a thing were completely in the realm of the possible without genie magic. She flipped it, caught it, and revealed Ernest's image.

"Aww boo, I wanted to get one of the pretty ladies. So Ernest, what's your pick? Truth, Dare or Wish?"

Ernest was too flabbergasted by Alex's approach to interpersonal relationships to even think straight, "Umm, Wish?"

Alex grinned, "We'll make you a pretty lady yet... I wish you were Jessica's human twin!"

"What?" Ernest was struggling to keep up with the petite girl.

Tiffany had other issues, "Wait, did you just say 'Human'?"

Alex looked confused, "Sure did, why?"

"No, I mean, why did you include that into your wish specifically?"

"Because otherwise the wish wouldn't work. Duh." She still didn't get what the girl with the pretty ring was so curious about.

"Do you know why it wouldn't work otherwise?" Ernest asked.

"Nope. Don't even care. I just want to play the game, and make a wish that works. So do you accept it, or are you out?"

Ernest pondered for a bit, then decided that his curiosity about what the game had in store outweighed his desire to stay male, and gave her a thumbs up.

That same thumb quickly became much daintier, a slimming wave spreading out from it across his arm. He felt a heat in his chest when it reached his shoulder, pressing out against his shrinking shirt. Flesh bulged up behind it as it changed color to red and gold and its neck deepened to emphasize the three-dimensionality of the body beneath. Ernest shook his head as a tingling kept creeping behind his face, causing straight golden hair to fly out in all directions before settling down at the small of his back. He let out a small gasp as his throat constricted, adjusting the tuning of his vocal cords. The sensation was now quickly moving down his body, turning his crotch outside-in behind his shrinking pants and vanishing underwear. Standing up, he, or now rather she, stood on her tip-toes and arched her back as the whole of her body shrunk down and changed proportions to emphasize her slender legs.

She sat down, locked her shining green eyes on Alex's, and addressed her in a husky voice, "Happy now? I hope this body is sexy enough for you."

Alex just stared for a while, "Umm... I mean. Yes. Yes, it's definitely sexy enough for me. You didn't even have to go all out with the costume."

The real Jess let out a hearty laugh, recognizing her 'dream girl' costume from last night, "Oh that's just what he wants to put me in, the lech. Serves you right: now you have to feel her eyes on your body. See how you like it!"

Her twin said nothing and just explored her own chest with her hands for a while, "I have to say, I can't say I dislike it so far. I would even go so far as to say it feels really good." Her voice was almost a whisper at this point.

She grabbed the coin from the table, flipped it and made a point of catching it in her deep cleavage, further mesmerizing Alex across the table. Fishing it out, she looked at the top face, which displayed...