Sets the Stage

The journey back was worse,

Unlike the hill they had managed to roll down on their apparition in Italy, the field outside the school was flat and rough, and the impact much more immediate.

It was dizzying and the sudden arrival was disorienting for both teenagers; the poor naked genie felt as all the gelato in her stomach was about to make a reappearance, Simon stumbled away as his food did. Then came the magical feedback. Jessica’s body ignited and **** the poor girl to moan loudly as her back arched. After a moment, she whimpered, unable to take the surge, and crawled next to the prone form of her Master, squatting her naked body as if she were a dog. Nude, head-spinning and increasingly embarrassed, for a moment Jessica lost all control of her body, mewling helplessly as her bladder gave way and she took a piss on the dirt beneath them. Her eyes closed, cheeks burning as she whimpered.

They hadn’t even made it to the front of the building yet, and Jessica already wanted to go back home and hide in his room.

But she knew why they were here; she knew why Simon had decided to come back. Not that it made things any easier for her. The blonde continued to clench her face as she thought about the world that no longer wanted her in it. Being back here, the school campus looked more like a prison now.

Simon coughed and gasped, stumbling to his feet and away from the field as he wiped away the drool from his sleeve. Jessica inspected the state her Master was in from her crouched position beneath him. His eyes shut, face pale as he tried to recompose his breathing. The sudden transport halfway across the globe having triggered a vertigo unlike anything else either of them had experienced before.

He pulled his backpack in front of him and the water bottle from the middle pouch, then doused the front of his face and his mouth to rehydrate. His hazel eyes fluttered, and his attention turned to the poor naked genie squatting submissively on the ground.

Jessica watched him reach out a hand to her. She outstretched her fingers softly and let her Master guide her to her bare feet and away from her puddle.

“Thank you, Master” she mumbled softly, her eyes downcast as she tried to stifle the humiliation of what had just happened.

“Sorry, Jess,” he tried, his voice hoarse as he offered her the bottle and she gratefully took a drink, “I think we’ll try flying or driving somewhere next time. Avoid having... uh... that happen again.”

“Agreed”

The pair stood awkwardly for a moment, until the naked blonde glanced at him and Simon held up his fingers again.

Snap.

Jessica let out a sigh of relief as the weight of her clothes returned to her. Only this time, her outfit had undergone some alterations. The skirt, sneakers, and socks remained the same, but the feeling of the sheer red thong wedged in-between her butt cheeks had been replaced by the feel of skin-tight satin, and the emerald green sweater had now become a cream color that rolled off the top of one shoulder to reveal an emerald green bra strap.

Before she could say anything Simon took her by the hand and the two teenagers started walking down from the field together toward the school. The cloudy sky overhead did nothing to dim the smile on her Master’s face and Jessica couldn't help but be infected by it as she let her face grew a small, curious, smile of her own, “What?”

“Just thinking about how fast time goes by sometimes, don’t you think?”

The genie’s smile grew as her grip on her Master’s hand tightened, “Yeah...”

Simon slowed down, only to wrap his arms around her shoulders from behind, his voice whispering into her ear, “I wonder how many genies hide as cheerleaders.”

The smile on Jessica’s face grew as she began to giggle. She then freed herself of his arms and spun back in front of him, “Just the most important one for you, Master!”

Simon’s hand snaked back around her moments later, and he spoke directly in her ear with a pleased and possessive growl.

“You’re all mine, Jess.”

The hungry and happy growl from her Master’s mind sent a pleasurable shudder down the genie’s spine.

“Yes Master, your wish is my command!”

Simon possessed her. She was his and his alone. His genie. And to that point, he made her incapable of being attracted to any other men that weren’t him. The very idea of him doing such a thing Jessica knew, should've or would've angered her - for a person to do that to another, to alter her so fundamentally - it should've been a violation. But I'm not a person. Jess knew she'd flicked a switch in her head that she couldn't turn off - she was a genie, she was Simon's genie, she wanted him to own her, to possess her, to alter her to his whim. She was his to do with as he pleased. What good came from all the relationships high school had given her when they all fell apart? None of them could compare to what her Master could offer her. Simon was the only one she would ever truly need.

Another pleasurable sigh escaped from the cheerleader’s lips as she pressed herself against him as they walked. They had found out where the ring had come from at last. They learned why her Mother had the box created and how it worked. And she knew her Mother hadn’t lied to her. Now the blonde knew that her Mother truly felt concerned for her daughter and that her Master would keep his word and they would finally be reunited. All she’d have to do before that happening was endure a day of school with Kevin running amok. With Simon there, she could handle it, or at least she hoped she could. They had attempted going about it her way, and all it had done was prove her Master right.

At least she didn’t have to choose or figure out how to handle specific interactions anymore. Just go with it, and do what her Master wanted her to do. Simon would decide for her, and he would protect her and tell her accordingly how to respond.

Do whatever Simon says. The thought ran a pleasurable shiver up her spine and the smile on the genie’s face grew wider. A good genie must obey her Master, and Jessica now knew what goal she had to become in life. She was no longer scared of what she was. She was the Head Cheerleader of Eastlake High School but, more importantly, she was Simon Harris' genie.

None of her other boyfriends would ever top taking her to a foreign country for her first date. Sure, they also weren’t her childhood friend or her Master, and then the fact she was unaware of being an all-powerful genie… but a movie? A drive? Dinner dates with a girl who could outspend nearly all of them? _UGH! _Regular dates seemed so dull. They also didn’t end with getting ass-fucked in front of a college student in a public garden.

Jessica’s eyes snapped open in attention as the pleasurable return of her Master’s firm hand returned to her ass. “Mmm,” she sighed happily.

It felt so good to feel him stroking her. The genie nuzzled her face more into her Master’s torso as he chuckled. Her asshole still sensitive from having him fuck her so recently and he was getting more creative with those hands. She could feel Simon drawing and tracing circles on the satin fabric, along with other symbols, as his palm remained firmly in place.

“You seem to expect me holding you out of habit now, Jess.”

“Of course, Master,” she sighed happily, “After all, my ass belongs to you”

A pleasurable spike shot through Simon, and a possessive growl masked itself beneath his usual nervous laugh. Jessica felt his fingers grip her right butt cheek tightly and hold it in his hand. She smiled slyly and glanced up in his direction. Now she had done it, hadn’t she? Given her Master an increased sense of ownership.

The young man reached for his phone with his free hand as they approached the entrance, stopping at the door as someone walked in front of them. Jessica kept her eyes shut happily as her Master’s voice spoke to greet them.

“Oh. Hey Kev.”

“HOLY FUCK!”

Jessica felt more well placed as she snickered at the sound of Kevin's surprise.

“S-Simon!?!”

The genie felt her Master tilting his head in confusion, “What?”

“You scared the crap out of him, Master! Do it again!” the genie pressed in thought.

“Uh. Open your eyes Jess...”

The genie’s eyes opened and widened at the sight of Kevin. Yesterday he'd been the same pasty-skinned nerd he'd always been, only an inch or two taller than her... But now he was almost equal to Simon, with a significant increase in muscle mass.

“The hell happened to YOU!?” Jessica gasped, stunned into horrified silence.

The moment Kevin's dark eyes locked to her she regretted opening her mouth, his predatory smile sending a cold shiver up her spine.

So, Simon was allowing his pet to keep some of her attitude.

Maybe his friend liked having that about her, Kevin pondered, though he wasn’t really in a mood to care about what she thought of him. If it had been his choice, he would’ve taken great pleasure in watching her tortured until she broke.

Whatever had transpired the evening before, Simon had clearly made the Queen Bitch totally reliant on him, judging by the way she clung to his torso so tightly. The pair were making no secret of the fact that Simon was reaching under that flirty black schoolgirl skirt to hold his doll.

But Simon's appearance was of greater concern to whatever protest or thought his property had of his actions. He was here. He came back - of course he had to come back... Shit. Fuck. Shit!

Simon wasn’t supposed to be here. He said he didn’t fucking care what happened! He told him to go nuts! Kevin was about to start the perfect day in an abundance of ****-fuelled insanity! Every person on his list that wasn’t Jessica had been crossed out or put into position.

He was minutes from seeing the new Cooper teaching his version of biology. This was meant to be his personal and private coup de gras.

Hell, the bonus would’ve been to run Jessica out of school without her even having set foot inside the building. However, the former nerdy teen had made a pact, a bond with Simon, to gain access to the tool and power he had granted him in exchange for making nice with the **** girl.

He wasn’t supposed to be here.

When Jessica Edwards gasped out in shock at his new appearance, Kevin’s dark impulses and smile turned toward the genie to let out his anger.

She most assuredly DIDN’T BELONG here.

His gaze upon her, telegraphing to the genie that very feeling, sent her scurrying behind her Master’s back as she held onto him like the terrified little rabbit she was.

That’s right. Hide behind your Master. That’s all you are, genie.

This place wasn’t the same Eastlake High she left yesterday, Jessica clearly knew it and she was acting just as Kevin hoped she would. All that anger and bluster she had, all that power as the most popular and wanted girl in school, all of that was gone now. Instead, the **** simply lowered her gaze and grimaced behind her Master’s larger frame.

Kevin couldn’t resist as he flexed out his arm, looking at the blonde with a satisfied smirk as she glanced away and allowed him to show Simon what he had accomplished, “Not bad, right? This isn't all that’s new, either!” He held out his arms and opened them to his friend, who continued to stare with a raised eyebrow. “What do you think, Simon? I won’t need you to reach for stuff anymore now, will I? Eh?”

He tapped his friend’s chest playfully and laughed, “Right?”

Simon let out an annoyed groan from his throat as he laughed at his friend’s lack of amusement. Kevin wrapped an arm around his shoulder for the first time without having to stand up on his tiptoes or having him look down.

“What the hell are you doing here, buddy! I thought you two were in Italy!”

Jessica moved back to the left side of her Master - keeping him between her and Kevin. Simon’s eyes opened, and his face returned to its normal state, “We were.. but we finished what we were doing... and came back.”

He eyed Kevin for a moment, as the pair paused. Simon had made it clear he had no intention of elaborating further, and quickly changed the subject, “Busy morning?”

“You could say that - I thought I'd got a lot done, but I was surprised you were up before me today!” Simon simply shrugged as Kevin eyed the pair again, “Your sister said you two are officially dating now. Is this true?”

Jessica's grip on Simon's torso tightened, her face reddening as she spat defensively, “Yes, Master is my boyfriend”

Kevin stopped himself from nearly breaking out into a cackle. Apparently Jessica had deluded herself into being happy at the idea of having Simon, her owner, as her boyfriend. It had only been what, a few days? Kevin didn't have to remember far back to when the same girl had been tormenting him. Wait, was the genie legitimately happy having his best friend as her Master? Looking at his friend’s property again, she was more comfortable than previously with sharing affections for Simon openly.

The bitch seemed proud of her proclamation.

“Is he now?” Kevin felt Simon staring at him and found himself staring back with a fist clenched, but there was no antagonism written on Simon’s face. It was just a matter of fact. The hazel eyes were a reminder, though, that there had been some change in Simon as well. Jessica was his property. In more ways than one.

Kevin grinned again, delighted, and glanced down at the blonde, “So are you treating him as well as your last boyfriend?”

That got her. The genie flinched and hid her face back into Simon’s shirt. Her Master’s hand reached under her skirt to grip her ass again, and Kevin watched as Jessica’s green eyes fogged over and glanced away.

Simon’s face, on the other hand, returned to a simple smile, “We don’t talk about him anymore. Right, Jess?”

Kevin saw the formerly-confident head cheerleader of Eastlake High shake her head and speak softly, “No, Master. He was mean to you. I don’t like people who are mean to my Master.”

“But you were mean to him, too. Weren’t you?” the nerd interjected, turning the screw.

Jessica nodded while she squinted her eyes shut. She did not want to engage, which made life easier for him.

Kevin pulled away from them both and held out his arms, “You know, Simon. I’m honestly surprised that you let her walk around in human clothes like that after what she wore yesterday afternoon...”

That got the girl blushing as her eyes widened, Simon’s face registered the statement, and the boy shrugged, “What about it?”

The now-muscular Kevin smiled at his friend, “I mean, you were right yesterday - That I probably would make the **** dress up as a cheerleader... but give her a more appropriate uniform….”

“Appropriate?” Jessica scoffed as she mumbled to herself.

Kevin ignored her and kept his attention on her Master, “C’mon, Simon. I saw how you reacted to those cheerleader uniforms I showed you before... Imagine Jessica wearing that and nothing else. It could stand an improvement. I know you have ideas. Do you have some issues with it? I'm guessing you don't after that outfit you had her in yesterday?”

Simon’s head tilted off to the side in thought, but Jessica’s eyes became worried as she clutched the front of her skirt and looked down at her feet. Simon rubbed his head and sighed, “Jess, step forward, Kevin, watch very closely.”

Kevin raised an eyebrow as Simon held up his fingers in one hand, and Jessica shut her eyes and clenched herself down from head to toe, waiting for something to happen.

Snap.

Holy fuck. All Simon did was snap his fingers, and Kevin had to do a double-take as he saw the genie now dressed in her bright red, gold and white cheerleader uniform as if it were a Friday.

“If I had to guess, you would make it something more like this. Right?”

Simon’s voice asked just before he held up his fingers again.

Snap.

That was it. The blonde’s uniform had gone from the full shirt to the tight, sleeveless, cropped bottomless top, emblazoned with the Eastlake logo stretched by her breasts. The lack of covering revealing her toned stomach. A couple of inches now shortened up her legs, the cheerleader’s ruffled skirt had more emphasis on the red and gold coloring.

Jessica’s emerald eyes looked down at herself as her cheeks brightened with embarrassment and she clutched the front of her now shorter mini-skirt.

“Simon, how the fuck did you do….”

Simon interrupted, as he questioned his genie’s thoughts on his work, “What do you think, Jess? Do you like this version of your uniform?”

The blonde genie turned back to her Master and then smiled softly, despite her bright red cheeks she nodded at him, “Y-Yes, Master! It fits very well. I will wear this if it pleases you.”

Simon then tilted his head the other way,

Snap.

Kevin’s mouth gaped as he stared at the blonde. Simon had inverted the color scheme on the cheerleader uniform. Instead of the usual vibrant red, the uniform was now a shimmering black, with gold lettering and its golden lines replaced by red ones. The cheerleader even had her hair tied into a high ponytail, much like what Kevin envisioned on Sam. She now also sported golden wristbands and leg bands that almost looked like shackles... The genie turned and stretched her arms through her hair, the skirt rising to reveal the red bikini bottoms underneath.

Simon, holy shit.

Snap.

The genie’s uniform was changed again, reaching its most perverted and skimpiest form yet. Jessica’s top now took the form of a tight red sports bra that barely left anything to the imagination. The stretched red fabric became outlined with gold bars and cut themselves across into an X that boxed around the “EHS” logo in bold white letters in the center on the front. The cheerleader’s skirt, now taken to a near-micro extent in size, with the ruffles on the skirt now cut open. If the genie put one leg forward, she would reveal the entire skin of her bare thighs and legs. Jessica’s golden blonde hair was now tied into twin ponytails on her head with gold, black, and red balls to keep them in place. Her white socks were replaced by black and red stockings that ran up her thighs, with gold sweatbands around the red sneakers on her feet.

Simon, holy fuck, that’s perfect.

“Jess, look at me.”

The poor genie was now flushed from embarrassment but became frozen and locked onto the hunger openly displayed in Simon’s eyes. His friend raised a finger under her chin, and Kevin watched them stare into each others eyes.

“I wish so long as you’re their Captain, any cheerleading outfit you wear becomes the official uniform of Eastlake’s Varsity Cheer Squad.”

The blonde gasped out loud, her body shuddering as she nodded and mouthed out breathlessly, “Yes, Master!”

Kevin should’ve taken this aura from his friend as a warning. Instead, Simon seemed like a completely different person, just like the one that had come out when he was angry and the one that appeared in the videos taking down Brad Myers. The genie seemed to be getting off on the wish her Master had made. Her legs squirmed, and she appeared on the brink of orgasming at any moment. The nerd wanted to break out in a laugh as Simon held his fingers up again.

Snap.

Jessica was once again back with her hair falling down her shoulders, her outfit the one it had been when the two ran into him moments earlier.

Incredible.

His friend did all of that without one complaint coming from the blonde banshee. The Queen of Eastlake, had her head bowed, and body facing her Master as she remained silent - tamed - domesticated.

“How the hell did you do it?”

Both of them turned back to Kevin, who walked back over to Simon and placed his hand on the now confused auburn-haired boy again as Jessica looked up at him with a frown and was still clearly blushing from the sudden modelling experience.

“C’mon Simon, tell me. What’s your secret? How did you break her in so easily?”

Simon only looked at him like he was speaking Spanish - the question clearly made no sense to his friend.

“I didn’t break anyone...”

“Bull fucking shit, Simon, you’re telling me you get the banshee-this absolute bitch-to be like that for you because….”

“I’m not a bitch.”

The statement caught Kevin off guard, and he would have smacked her if she were his property for speaking out of turn. But, instead, the teenager swivelled his head and returned the dark grin to his face as he saw her not even bothering to make much eye contact with him.

“I wasn’t talking to you.”

Jessica’s gaze dropped to prevent herself from having to face him, her voice shaken but becoming defiant in the face of his presence.

“I’m not a bitch!” she protested, clinging to the front of her skirt, “I never wanted to be one! It’s just….”

Oh, enough of this fucking garbage.

“It’s just you think you aren’t one anymore, I get that, but you were, and are, and most of the school thinks you’re one, too. In fact, you were the Queen of Bitches, but not anymore!” Kevin emphatically reminded her. The blonde flinched again and remained with her eyes closed as she felt Kevin take a couple of steps forward. Of course, they weren’t supposed to mess with each other anymore, but Jessica had a way of triggering his anger faster than anyone. “You remember what Simon said yesterday, right? Because I do! You’re just a by-product of the system, a system that I’m going to correct without you in it. You aren’t even supposed to fucking be here anymore, blondie, I'm pretty sure school if for humans! Your Master gave me the power to have my ****. Of course, you don’t want any part of it, do you?”

With the question directed at her, Kevin felt the relief of finally being unfiltered again. Jessica shook her head vehemently and spoke again.

“N-Not everyone in there w-wronged you…some of them….”

“Some of them are what? Your friends? Do you even know those people anymore? You’re not one of them. It’s probably better for you if you stop trying to make Simon humor whatever attempt at life you’re trying to salvage for yourself. Because you’re wasting all of our time with that, genie!”

Her eyes finally opened as her teeth visibly clenched down on themselves as she shot her head away from Kevin. Jessica’s body was trembling and shaking at the words directed at her.

“I’m not trying to stop you, Kevin!” she confessed out, clenching down on her skirt harder, “Master gave you what you wanted. I wasn’t able to talk him out of it. He listened to both of us, and he decided to give you... you won...”

She was now looking back, with some semblance of a spark still in her eyes as she remained powerless to stop what he was doing. Kevin had to savor that last response. Clearly, Jessica wanted to stop him if she had the power to.

Of course, she had all the ability to do so - It just wasn’t hers to control.

It made Kevin want to brag about what he had accomplished so far and tell the genie what awaited her. However, Simon still stood quietly behind them, listening as his friend and genie went about the next phase of their argument.

“C’mon, ****, do you really want to see what I’ve done with this place? I'm sure it would be better for you to just go back to Simon’s house with all his other things... but if you insist you're going to keep pretending to still have a life here then be my guest! I am going to enjoy watching you handle being one of us for a change. Eastlake is under new management now, little girl!”

Jessica did want to go home.

The prospect of seeing what Kevin had done to everyone filled the genie with dread. It was embarrassing to have the nerd see her in the possible variants of her cheerleader outfit. However, she also knew that for Simon, those had been the tip of the iceberg. Her Master could, and would, dress her as he pleased.

This is what I want.

Simon dressing her up was fun. It had been since that night in Stephanie’s closet, but now Kevin knew it only took a snap of her Master’s fingers to change her clothing. With that, the heat rushing to her face increased.

Embarrassment conflicted inside the blonde with the enjoyment of her Master’s last wish. Fortunately, Kevin was so invested in seeing what Simon could do to her that he overlooked the fact that Simon’s wish came with a catch.

As long as she was Captain, her squad’s uniforms would be whatever her Master desired them to be - not Kevin.

Jessica didn’t know what to do anymore - He was right about her not being human, and he was right about one other thing too... She wouldn’t be able to handle being treated the way she had treated them.

To her, Kevin had always deserved it as payback for his bizarre, perverted antics; but the guilt she had of hurting Simon rushed back again. She'd ostracized them - they'd been outcasts - they'd been unpopular - they'd been alone.

The most terrifying and traumatic prospect to Jessica Edwards was the feeling of being alone.

But she wasn’t alone.

She had Master, she had Sammy, and she still might have friends left in there that Simon was protecting. In that, Jessica realized that she and Kevin were actually in agreement.

She didn’t need to be here. Simon didn’t need to be here. They had more important things to do but, Simon CHOSE to be here. So it wasn’t up to her or Kevin whether she was here - it was Simon's choice.

She had to let go. She had to trust him.

Kevin’s taunts had stoked the fire inside the cheerleader. He was going against her Master’s wishes. As Simon’s genie, Jessica wouldn’t stand for that.

“You couldn’t manage your way out of a paper bag!”

Kevin seemed to notice the change almost immediately and flashed a dark grin again, seeing her fists clenched. He sighed in annoyance and rolled his eyes, which only incensed Jess further,

“Seriously! You couldn’t even plant a stink bomb of all things! And in my room? My house is fucking huge, you thought that would what? Disrupt the party? You should have listened to Master! You're a simple little pervert with simple little ideas!”

The genie scoffed as the Queen of Eastlake slowly emerged from her mental shell. Now she was the one rolling her eyes back at the muscular nerd. She crossed her arms and moved back instinctively toward Simon.

“You don’t care about anyone but yourself! You’re just like Brad….”

Kevin didn’t take her comment well.

“Don’t you dare compare me to that neanderthal, you little fucking….”

She glared back at the nerd and his new form, pointing out its differences as she finally found her fire.

“How am I wrong?! You overgrown steroid-looking….”

Jessica suddenly felt a sharp chill down her spine, at first thinking it to be Kevin who was storming and ready to argue with her again.

But then HIS voice commanded them both from behind her,

“Shut up.”

Jessica felt her voice box go silent, and Kevin’s body continued to turn red as he finished his remark, but he made no sounds. He tried to speak again, but nothing escaped is lips. Finally, he tried yelling out, face turning red, but nothing happened.

The genie knew what this was.

“I wish I could tell you both to shut up, and you would Shut. Up.”

The queen of Eastlake - the bitch - shrunk back. Jessica mentally retreated, chastising herself in humiliation and silent panic. She'd upset Master - he explicitly told her not to fight with Kevin, and she couldn't help herself. She'd disobeyed.

The blond bombshell ignored Kevin, immediately collapsing on her knees at her Master's feet, bowing her head.

“I’m sorry, Master! I’m sorry, Master! I’m sorry! I’ll stop!”

She hoped he could still hear her in his mind, but there wasn’t any sound coming from her lips as she tried speaking. She simply mouthed the same word up to him and pleaded with her eyes.

Simon knelt to her, stroking her hair away from her face, and then helped her back to her feet. Jessica positioned herself back around his waist as she let his hand return to the emerald satin panties under her skirt.

Jess glared at Kevin, she would be a good genie and hold her tongue.

A good genie obeys her Master. I must obey my Master.

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What the hell was going on?

Just as he was about to unleash his venom upon the rebelling genie, his voice cut out. Judging by the look on Jessica’s face, hers did the same. Then Kevin watched as her eyes widened, her face paled as he tried to keep yelling.

The genie immediately ran back over to the third member among them and knelt before him in a panic.

Oh shit.

... Simon made that wish about… oh shit...

No wonder the **** was so quick to run and kneel before her Master. She picked up on them having provoked Simon much faster than he had! Kevin’s face became pale, and he gulped down his nerves silently - what had Simon threatened to do before? Take away his mouth?! Kevin watch his friend cautiously, Simon looked unamused before he once again held his property against him. Jessica now wholly focused on being as submissive and docile a creature as she possibly could.

“I wish for you both to be able to speak again.”

A moan escaped from the genie’s lips as she pressed herself against Simon’s body, her skirt riding up to reveal her Master’s hand gripping forcefully to the green fabric that matched her eyes.

“Don’t cum, Jess.”

The genie bit down on her lip and whimpered as her face flushed pink with color once more. Then, she nodded furiously and continued to remain securely in her Master’s hold.

Simon sighed at them both as Kevin finally spoke again, holding down his hands as he tried to ease the tensions that had built.

“Right, we’re done now! Got it! Sorry,” the nerd said to his friend as he took a deep breath.

Nothing was terrifying about the way Simon looked besides annoyed, but whatever the genie had picked up on, she seemed much more unnerved when his friend became angered. She looked like she was overreacting to something as they said nothing to each other. Kevin was watching them exchange looks without saying a word. Jessica blushed and then faced downward as she nodded nervously.

It was clear to Kevin that the time to speak for the **** was over. Simon had placed her back under his hold, and she heeled like the good little bitch that she was.

“Kevin.”

Simon’s voice broke his focus as he faced his friend again, who raised an eyebrow, “I don’t really care about what you had planned, but I told you both not to go after each other anymore. What did you mean by Jess being treated like one of us?”

Shit. Fuck.

How was he going to explain this to Simon? He thought to himself.

Unfortunately for Kevin, another command from that Monday had overridden the ability to lie to his friend or the genie. He shrugged, thinking about how to handle putting the situation delicately.

“It’s just part of the plan, Simon. I know I’m not supposed to mess with her anymore, but you did want me to topple the board... so that’s what I’ve done...”

With a feeling of pride now swelling up inside of him, Kevin gave a genuine smile in gratitude to Simon as he laughed, “It’s an incredible feeling having this power in my hands, buddy! I’ve already done so much! I’ve improved the entire staff to my liking all morning. All the popular jocks and bullies still left will get a taste of their own medicine. I’m even having lunch catered in!”

Kevin then shrugged his much broader shoulders as he frowned, “But, I’m sorry... To get that done, I’ve had to turn the entire school on anyone that wronged us. I didn’t think about leaving your **** out of it because I expected you not to show! I mean, you were in another country this morning! How was I supposed to know you’d be back here so soon!”

The teenager then smiled and laughed with a tinge of unhinged glee, “Oh man! You should’ve seen the morning I had! You should come over to the new house when I have all my playthings together. I still need to get Tiffany on board. She’s been going off on your genie since you wailed on Brad!”

Simon tilted his head again as the genie went pale-faced and rigid. Her face was forming into a frown at the mention of her raven-haired friend and the idea of Kevin having human “playthings.”

Kevin's face lit up as he explained what he had done. Power was Awesome, and having more and more of it over the school made him feel like a god! All thanks to Simon.

“I probably shouldn’t tell you this but, Sam’s a little flustered by the two of you together. She said if I can get Tiffany to apologize to your pet, she might take me up on my offer for a date! I can’t believe you haven’t told her yet about her being your magical ****? Your sister’s barely aware of anything happening around her!”

Simon closed his eyes and smiled. Kevin laughed as he saw the **** quality in it. He had no idea why he would openly tell his friend that his sister would date him once he transformed Tiffany and **** an apology, but telling the truth to Simon had felt good the last few days. Why stop now?

Even better, the genie looked absolutely horrified by the conversation, as if confirming she was ready to run and hide again. She shivered next to Simon, who clutched her close to him without any signs of letting her go.

Then again, she was telepathic with his friend. He wasn’t.

“Hey, Kev.”

Simon’s voice was oddly pleasant and calm, the **** smile remaining on his face with his eyes still closed.

“How about a little game, then?”