"Ovyah, is it?" Shaw asked with a small smile.
"Ovyah it is, Master!" the genie responded, her voice a low, sultry purr, very much like Emma's but with a hint of a Middle Eastern accent. "How may I begin serving you?"
"Extraordinary! I never dreamed that-" Dr. Marx whispered out of awe, unintentionally reminding Shaw she was still there. He glanced over to the thin, older woman, who was staring mouth agape at Ovyah. It seemed from her expression that a mere awe at the supernatural wasn't all that was exciting the woman. He casually picked up the small woman by the neck, making the archeologist gasp and scratch ineffectually at his muscled arm.
"Silence, Doctor. If I am your Master, you must first make it clear to me what limitations you have in serving me and what rules must be followed in our interactions."
Ovyah smiled, teeth dazzlingly white. If his manhandling and slowly **** out the human archeologist bothered her, she didn't show it.
"Of course, Master. My power is limitless but your wishes must be in some way sexual in nature. I can't simply make riches appear or make you a Sultan, unless that is the byproduct of satisfying the sexual nature of said wish. I also must be of service regularly . . . in any sense that you wish. Otherwise, I may become terribly bored and when I become bored, I become . . . naughty."
"So, you crave stimulation?"
"Oh, yes, Master!" Ovyah replied with a giggle, licking her full lips. "Will you stimulate me now?"
"Let's begin with a demonstration, I think. I wish that you make this human woman a duplicate of you physically and in a constant state of frenzied, unquenchable arousal for the both of us."
With a flick of his wrist, he tossed Dr. Marissa Marx onto the bed nearest to him. Her sudden deep gasps for air became long gasps of arousal as her body began to change.
"Ohhh, what are you doing- this can't be- mmm, what is-"
Her wrinkled face and long, frizzy black hair smoothed out and became lighter as her long bony fingers fleshed out slightly, hands running over her changing body.
"Oh, what- what did you- ungh! Oh, no, oh fuck! Stop this, please, oh God, my tits, mmmm . . ."
A swelling occurred beneath the woman's ugly plaid shirt, buttons pushed to their utmost, then bursting apart to reveal huge E-cup, possibly F-cup tits with thick nipples. Marissa's fingers quickly found them and began pulling at her nips with a loud squeal of delight. Her head thrashed as if achieving orgasm from just the brief sensation alone, glasses tossed aside as her whole body arced.
"Fuuuuuuck! Aah! Aah! AAH!"
The wet spot soaking through the crotch of her tan slacks made it 100% clear that she had indeed just had an orgasm and a powerful one at that. Said slacks, however, were quickly disintegrating as the fabric tore to make way for her expanding hips, calves and thighs. She quickly grew from 5 foot nothing to an amazon of at least 5' 10. Her continued writhing tossed the rags that had formed her pants aside as she rolled over to one side, hips bucking wildly as another orgasm shook her from head to toe.
Her modest white panties had clearly not been designed for the new ass or hips she now sprouted, becoming firmly wedged between a pair of perfect ass cheeks, the edges digging into her pale hips.
With a throaty chuckle, Sebastian pulled once and the tortured undergarment tore itself apart, laying now among the ruins of the rest of her clothing below the waist.
Her sensible brown sandals now lay askew at the foot of the bed as she'd kicked them off and only the red and blue plaid shirt she'd worn remained of her old clothing on her new body. Her eyes fluttered open, slowly taking in Ovyah and Shaw as they watched her writhe on the bed.
Her hands stopped molesting her huge new breasts but still trembled as she slowly reached out to them.
"Oh, God, I need you! I need, how do- I need BOTH of you so bad! But I'm a lesbian, oh, fuck, how are you, nggh!"
Seeing this doppleganger of Emma- no, Ovyah, he reminded himself as he stared at the lust in her heavy-lidded purple eyes- made his cock harden.
"A lesbian, you say, Doctor? So you'd have no interest in sucking on this?" Shaw casually remarked as he slid out of his black pants to reveal his hardening cock. It was both amusing and arousing to see all the thought go out of the woman's mind at the sight of his dick.
"Uh! Never- but I want to- NEED to!" the archeologist babbled as she stepped up on unsteady legs to wobble towards his cock, her face a mask of lust and confusion.
"Well, enticing as seeing that face suck my cock might be, I think you are deserving of more of a reward for bringing me such a prize."
Shaw casually picked her up by the hem of the stressed plaid shirt and then forcefully placed her on all fours in front of Ovyah before tearing off the offending garment.
"You may lick Ovyah's pussy while I ram your pussy from behind like the good little bitch you are. Isn't that nice of me?"
With a giggle, Ovyah casually let the golden belt holding the white silk hiding her pussy fall from her waist and puddle at the floor, leaving her pink folds on display for the horny doppleganger in front of her.
Marissa Marx let out one last anguished cry before slamming her face between the genie's thighs, eating her out with an animalistic ferocity. Ovyah gasped and then cooed, entangling her elegant fingers between the blonde tresses of the duplicate below.
"Why aren't you just as sweet as you are beautiful?" Ovyah said with a smile, closing her eyes for a moment before looking back at Shaw with a lusty wink.
The sight was the most erotic thing Shaw had ever seen. He needed no further encouragement - he rammed his thick cock into the drenched pussy in front of him as Marx held her new ass high in the air, his rough hands grabbing her thighs for purchase as he began ramming into her without art or foreplay.
Marx screamed her delight into Ovyah's pussy with each hard thrust from Sebastian, her entire body trembling with what seemed like an orgasm in response to every pounding, her hands squeezing hard into Ovyah's pillowy ass cheeks.
"Mmmm, I truly appreciate the thought Master, but her pussy licking's going to be a little less than expert level with you fucking her at the same time. I don't believe her little human brain can handle the sheer number of multiple orgasms her new genie body is going to be providing her at the even slightest stimulation, much less the deep dicking you're giving her now."
Distantly, Shaw wondered what that comment about a "genie body" meant - had he just created a second genie by accident? - but he decided to put the question aside for the moment. The woman's pussy felt heavenly, the tightest, wettest cunt he'd ever had the pleasure of fucking and he felt like being generous in response.
"Rnngh! I wish that this woman will continue to eat pussy expertly even as she gets fucked!"
Ovyah gasped and threw her head back with a peal of lusty laughter as Marissa began to eat her out like a pro, even while bleating orgasmicly every few seconds into her pussy.
"Ohhh, thank you, Master! This is going to be the beginning of a beautiful servitude!"
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