Ted Russo (OC)

Ted finds himself in the props department. Not because he’s looking for anything in particular, but because he likes to kill time in here. Plus, he likes looking at any of the new props and trying to guess what the next big production here at Hollywood Arts. Not that he would be apart of it anyway. Everybody knows the main roles in every play go to the same seniors, without fail. Could that be because they are all just super talented or because they seem to be the only ones who really go the extra mile and actually participate? Or do they only participate because they are the only ones teachers, especially Sikowitz, like to focus on. As if they are the main characters in a show, and everyone else are just background characters. Ted doesn’t know and it’s not like he can just ask of them, like Tori, to find out.

Ted sighs in resignation when something catches his eye. A lamp that looks like it came out of a genie story. He picks it up and examines it. “I wonder what they are going to use you for, you beautiful thing.” Of course they could go with the classic Arabian Nights type of play, but he wouldn’t put it past somebody putting on a more “contemporary” genie-type story. He looks it over at all angles again and says, “Man, I would love it if there was an actual genie in here.”

He chuckles at the idea. He clears his throat and starts monologuing. “At last, the magic lamp is mine. With this all of my wildest dreams can come true. And I shall get **** on all those who have cross me. Bwahahaha!” He rubs the lamp and what happens next catches him off guard. Smoke starts coming out of the lamp’s opening. “What the fuck!?” he yells as he drops it.

He takes a few steps back from the relic. Once believes no more smoke is being let out, he starts waving his hand around to try to clear the smoke. As he does this, his hand grazes on something or somebody. As the smoke starts to clear, he sees the outline of a figure. “Hello, are you my new master?” he hears comes out of the figure. Once the room is all clear, he looks at the owner of the voice.

His eyes scan the figure from head to toe, taking in each one of the person’s curves. He sees that the figure appears to be woman, and one dressed as a … slutty genie, which is the best way he can describe it. “I’m sorry, what?” he asks the beauty. She asks again, “Are you my new master?” Ted tries to wrap his head around what she’s saying. “When you say master, what do you mean?” he asks. She replies, “My master. The one who I will grant the wishes of for the rest of their life. The one who I have sworn loyalty to. The one who rubbed my lamp and set me free. You know, my master.”

“You’re telling me that you are an actual genie? Like an actual wish-granting genie?” Ted asks. “Why, of course I’m a genie,” she answers. Ted looks her over again. “My genie?” he asks, while pointing to himself. “Are you the one who rubbed my lamp?” she asks. Ted nods and she adds, “Perfect. Then yes, I am your genie. Hello master, my name is Samira.” So many thoughts start flying through Ted’s head. The possibilities are almost endless. And, if he’s remembering correctly, she said she’s going to serve him for the rest of his life, so that means unlimited wishes, baby. He looks at Samira again, who’s waiting for him to make his first wish. As his eyes scan her body, especially her huge set of tits, he can feel himself getting hard.

Now, he wouldn’t exactly call himself lacking in that department. The average penis size is 5.16 inches, and he’s rocking a solid 6 inches, which means a little above average. But, he would be lying if he said he wouldn’t like it to be larger. Not too huge, but larger. “OK then Samira, I know what I want for my first wish.” Samira listens intently. “I wish that my dick was … 9.5 inches long.” With a snap of her fingers, he can feel his body changing. He looks down into his pants and sees his new little friend inside. Well, not “little.” Ted can’t believe his luck. “Yes!!!!” he shouts.

“Who was that?” Ted hears a feminine voice say as she opens the door to the props department. Ted starts to freak out. “Quick hide,” he tells Samira. She poofs back into her lamp, as Ted waits for the owner of the voice to approach him.