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Chapter 6 by Arthor Thomarius Arthor Thomarius

How does Denise Prove That She is a Genie?

Punishments and Transformations

Mrs. Prestein was driving home listening to a podcast when the world suddenly became a swirling blur as she felt herself pulled and twisted through an interdimensional portal. When she came to, Emily Prestein was on her knees with a strange man's balls in her mouth. The history teacher looked up in horror to see Aaron Landers looking down at her with a shit eating grin on his youthful face. As she got her bearings, Mrs. Prestein realized that Aaron was naked and so was she. Emily tried to run, tried to spit the boy's scrotum out of her mouth, but all she could do was gargle the student's balls as she licked his sack and taint.

"No way!" Aaron exclaimed with gleeful laughter which carried a note of sadism. Aaron grabbed his very hard cock and started bouncing the erection on his history teacher's face, her screams and pleas muffled by a mouth full of his balls. "Yeah. How do they taste, bitch? Better than your husband's I bet." Mrs. Prestein moaned and looked up at Aaron with fear and desperation.

"Okay, what the fuck have I walked into?" said Kendra Fuller as she walked into the detention hall, eyes bloodshot from smoking weed in the bathroom. The 210 Lbs goth girl had blue and black hair, yellow contact lenses, and more piercings than anyone except her step-father had bothered to count.

Before she could grab her phone and record the two naked teachers with a naked student, Aaron ordered Denise to "Ughch! Take care of that." gesturing at the corpulent teenager.

"As you command, my Master." said the genie.

"Your Master!?!" Kendra knew that Mrs. Carson was as hardcore a feminist as she was. The idea that she would let a man, much less a weaselly little shit like Aaron Landers, dominate her seemed beyond belief.

"Yes. He is our Master." The genie said before conjuring and energy whip which she used to lash Kendra.

For Kendra, everything slowed down. The girl felt herself being pulled apart as she fell through a rift in reality. The teenager was taken to a dimension where existence was like one long bad acid trip where time had no meaning. Kendra did not know how long she was in that place which she learned to call The Kennels. The Kennel Keepers were beings of unfathomable cruelty who took infinite pleasure in twisting and training mortal souls into being perfect slaves. They had developed a symbiotic relationship with beings across the multiverse. Genies, demons, warlocks, and other arcane practitioners will send souls to The Kennels for training, the Keepers enjoy a timeless eternity with their new playthings, while from the spellcaster's point of view there is a flash of light and a moment later an otherwise defiant and free spirited person has been trained and conditioned physically and psychologically for a lifetime of bondage.
Because Kendra was so fat, the Kennel Keepers split her body and soul in two.

For Aaron, it was a 'blink and you will miss it' moment. One second there was one fat angry looking bitch with more chins than tits, then a moment later there stood two dainty hundred pound angels wearing only shear pelvic curtains and a belly chain. In unison, the two Kendras prostrated themselves towards Aaron. """Master.""" They said in unison.

"Holy Shit!!!" Aaron ran over to get a closer look at the two identical twins. "Which one of you is the real Kendra?" As he asked the question, Aaron grabbed each girl by a tit and twisted her nipple. Watching the two of them struggle to answer his question as they tried not to cry out in agony caused an impish grin to spread across Aaron's face.

"We both are, Master." The Kendra in his left hand said.
"We have all the same memories, thoughts, and feelings. Until a moment ago, we were the same person. Now we are two separate people who both belong to you."

Aaron turned to look at his genie while he played with the twins' tits. "So, Are there any rules to this wishing thing?"

"A few rules, Master. The important one is that all wishes have to be of an erotic or sexual nature." said Denise.

"So I cannot wish for a billion dollars, but I could wish for someone to ask me for sex in exchange for a billion dollars?" Deduced Aaron.

"Exactly, Master." the genie confirmed.

"Sweet." Aaron started thinking. His mind drifted towards dark thoughts of **** and the pleasure of watching the people he hated most in life degraded and humiliated.

"What is your desire, My Master?"

What's next?

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