"Why whatever you want, My Lord,"

She replied, smiling. "Please, let me know what I can do for you. Anything at all."

"Anything?" Eli replied incredulously.

"Anything," she replied sultrily, leaning in close while using her arms to produce even more stupendous cleavage. She blushed a little and smiled cutely, enjoying his attention.

Eli gulped, doing his best not to stare. "Who are you?" he finally asked.

"I am whoever you wish me to be, Master. I am your servant, your companion, your toy, whatever you want me to be," she said, like that was something people said to each other every day. "Do you like me? Would you like me to change anything?"

"Change... Anything...? Uhh..." Eli was lost again. He looked around the room again, still convinced what she had done with her arm earlier must be a trick. Maybe there were some mirrors? "I mean I uhh... you are so perfect... I mean..."

She giggled again. "Well of course, I am your ideal woman... but that doesn't mean I can't be more ideal. What would you like, the first thing that pops into your head." Eli felt the chill again and suddenly her clothes turned to smoke, leaving her naked in front of him. Eli's eyes snapped to her perfect tits, then he **** them back to her face. "Please, look at me! Enjoy me!" she said, cupping her boobs and presenting them to him. "These are for you."

Eli was painfully aware of how hard he was, and so was she, if her gaze, which was locked on his crotch, was any indication. Hesitantly he reached forward. She let him take her breasts in his hands, letting out a soft moan of pleasure as he did so. "Yes, please, I am for you! Use me! Feel me! Take me!"

Eli freaked out about how intensely even his slightest touch had made her react. He pulled back, and she pouted as he let her breasts fall.

"Stop it! And stop calling me 'My Lord'; my name is Eli! At least tell me your name before you start... offering yourself to me?"

"I do not have one yet. My Lord Eli needs to name me," she replied, sitting back as a tight catsuit that hid nothing formed on her body. "I did not exist until you found me," she added.

"I mean, I have no idea... really?" Eli replied. "I need to think on this... and just Eli!"

He sat there trying not to stare at her enticing form so he could think. She didn't help, running her hands sensually over her curves, thrusting at him a little as she ran fingers over her tightly covered mons, outlining her lower lips. "You said you were a genie, right? So I get like 3 wishes or something?"

"I sad a genie was the best analogy I could find," she replied. "It's not strictly accurate."