The Dork Becomes a Stud

The only thing Jack could hear in the following moment of silence was his own heart beating, even obscuring the sound of the running shower. He looked at her without saying anything for a long time, questions upon questions racing around in his mind while some kind of animal instinct within was screaming at him to turn and run far, far away from this person, as if she were the most dangerous person that he’d ever laid eyes on. Jack didn’t exactly understand why he felt this way, though. Sure, she definitely wasn’t normal, but she was also the most beautiful woman that’d ever bothered to talk to a loser like himself. He should be flattered, and even ecstatic at her bizarre-yet–potentially-kinky statement, but instead, Jack was terrified.

“While I am personally content with your perception of me, your current emotions are counter-productive to my only directive.” Theta said. “I apologize in advance for this, Master.”

"Your wha-?" Jack involuntarily blinked.

After the brief act occurred, every trace of steam in the room completely vanished, his heart was beating at a calm and relaxed pace, and his mood followed suit.

“... What was that?” Jack asked, glancing around the cleared up space around him. The shower was still running and the bathroom’s temperature wasn’t any cooler, and he now found himself to be curious more than anything, his strong feelings of anxiety and trepidation having vanished entirely. Looking back to Theta, Jack was blown away by how cute she was, wondering how he ever could’ve been afraid of this weird little hottie. “And why am I not freaking out anymore?”

“I have calmed your heart and mind, and have made it so that any steam the shower’s water produces will be invisible for the next ten minutes, Master.” She said, her voice flat-toned and very chipmunk-esce.

“Oh.” Jack said, unsure of how to respond to that. “Uh, neat.”

“Indeed.”

“So, why are you calling me Master?”

“I am a genie.” She said. “You are my Master, and your wish is my command, so to speak.”

“Oh.” Jack said again, this time with wide eyes as the potential reality of the situation slowly began to sink in. He had a genie. Apparently his laptop had a genie in it this whole time, like an electronic oil lamp. “What?!”

Theta didn’t flinch when Jack leaned in close and roared his question of confirmation, an overly curious smile instantly spread across his lips.

“I did not reside within your computer before it was activated, but our contract was signed through your contact with its power button, yes. As soon as it connected to the internet, I was lucky enough to be nearby once that happened, and used your newly-created gateway to free myself from the fourth-dimension. And, yes, I can make my breasts grow larger, if you’d like.”

Jack pulled back in shock at her last sentence, and then a sudden, unsettling realization dawned upon him.

“Stop reading my mind.” He said, standing up straight and crossing his arms with a slight red glow in his face. “And your tits are fine the way they are.”

Theta’s expression finally, but only slightly shifted, furrowing her brow as she glanced down to where her skin-tight bodysuit was showing off the perfectly rounded shape of her perky, C-cup-sized breasts and their bite-sized nipples.

“Just ‘fine’?”

Jack’s face grew a shade more red, and he rolled his eyes.

“They’re great, okay? Jeez…” He said, unable to hide his embarrassed half-smirk despite his annoyed tone. “So, what? Do I get three wishes, or how does this work?”

“My ability to manipulate the universe’s fabric has no limits.”

“Oh… Well okay, then.” Jack said, looking away from Theta and down towards his own body. He was already fairly tall at six-foot, but his skin was pasty, his muscles were nonexistent, any fat on his bones was awkwardly distributed to the slight pudge in his belly, and while his semi-erect member was seven inches when at full-mast, he wouldn’t mind having something that would make a person gasp whenever he ever whipped it out. “If that’s the case, then give me a-”

“Per the tradition of genies, I must at least ask that you verbally begin every command with, ‘I wish’, so that I do not confuse anything else you may think or say as an indirect command.”

“... I wish that I had the body of an athlete, along with a foot-long schlong that never quits.” Jack said, grinning and blushing from both bubbly excitement and horrifically painful embarrassment. “Don’t judge me.”

“I would never judge you, of all people, Master.” Theta stated without emotion and with a polite nod, then Jack felt himself blink against his will once more. This time, he could’ve sworn he saw the girl blink along with him, but it was hard to tell, and the results of that action caused him to immediately forget about that for the time being.

For the duration of a single instant, almost every molecule within the cellular structure of Jack’s body vibrated and rearranged themselves, the mind-numbing sensations from it all causing him to drop to his knees in front of Meg. The intense pulse wasn’t pleasant, but it wasn’t painful, either, he thought. His figure filled out with healthy fat where it was needed, as well as thick, defining muscles all over. He experienced a sudden rush of energy from his very notable stamina boost and powerful blood circulation. Best of all, his cock plumped up to full mast and beyond, extending out in front of him until it reached a full twelve-inches long with a circumference of eight.

His thick, rubbery, and tube-like dick bounced around wildly in front of him as soon as his knees hit the rug below him, and Jack braced himself by swiftly catching the edge of the counter before his forehead could’ve slammed into the edge of the toilet.

The thing is, even though his thick skull avoided a serious injury, it got close enough to the porcelain to be able to touch the calves of Theta’s crossed legs. Only, his head didn’t make contact. It went straight through what should’ve been flesh, as if she were nothing but a hologram.

“That is correct, in a sense.” She said, noting the young man's thoughts. “Both your mind and soul are now my home, and what you see of me is merely a humanoid projection of my core being.”

“I told you to stop reading my mind.” Jack said, pulling himself up to look his genie square in the face, smiling like a psychopath. “Although I guess it can’t be helped, right?”

“Correct.”

“Fair enough, then.” Jack sighed, slowly rising back to his feet.

He was stunned by the sudden transformation his body had undertaken, but how could he not be? Part of him was expecting this ‘Theta’ person/thing to hold up true to her word after everything that’d just happened, but to actually see it, to actually _feel _the results of her power, was a completely different experience, Jack thought to himself. He wasn’t overly muscular, but every inch of his body was sculpted well, and had plenty of definition, but wasn’t excessively prominent on his new runner’s figure.

Jack bounced on his heels a few times, amazed at the feeling of strength and vigor flowing through every fiber of his being. He almost wanted to burst out of the bathroom door, run right out of his house, and then sprint down the sidewalk in the nude with his big, pendulous cock swinging and flopping around for all to see. Speaking of which, Jack thought as he stopped bouncing, his cock was gigantic! A hand snapped towards its wobbling length at the base and he gave his newly enhanced, fully erect friend a hard squeeze, only just barely able to wrap his fingers around that mighty shaft. When Jack gave it a long, slow stroke, he threw his head back and groaned, absolutely loving the vastly increased surface area that could (and would) be pleasured in the very near future.

“Holy shit…” Jack said, taking a moment to feel himself up with his free hand while using the other to casually pump his mighty slab of meat and fondle his tight, overflowing, tennis-ball-sized jewels. “This feels awesome!”

Theta’s silver eyes were locked onto Jack’s face, he realized, and suddenly felt a bit self conscious, but no less turned on, especially when looking down on a cutie like her.

“Seriously though, what’s the catch?” He asked, still more than slightly suspicious of Theta as he played with himself. “You’re not going to turn me into a soulless meat-suit and use my body like a living puppet, are you?”

“No, Master.” She said, tilting her head to the side once again with wide, curious eyes. “While I am indeed capable of that, I would never do so, unless you asked me to.”

“Well, you can bet your ass that won’t be happening anytime soon.” Jack replied, rolling his eyes. “Not that I’d have any say-so if you did, but-”

“I understand what you mean, and you need not worry, Master.”

“Oh, and one more thing.” Jack said with a mild scowl, then sighed as he managed to pull his hands away from his new, sexy form. “Enough with the ‘Master’ stuff. I get that some people would be into it, but to me it’s pretty weird. I've seen too much anime, I guess.”

Theta blinked, only this time, Jack didn’t blink along with her.

“It is done, Jack.”

“Hm.” He mumbled. “Say my name again.”

“Jack.”

“Okay, do it again, but this time moan it.”

“Oh, Jack.”

Jack’s heart skipped a beat, not expecting something so genuine and sexy-sounding to come out of such a blank-faced statue like her.

“Okay, wow.” He said, awkwardly looking away and blushing like the dork he still was beneath his altered appearance. “That’s enough, thanks.”

“Your welcome, Jack.”

“Hey, stupid!” Cindy shouted from the other side of the bathroom door. “I still need to take a shower too, so you better not be using up all of the hot water!”