To have Wonder Woman as a genie? Most definitely!

The lamp only needed a brief moment to consider the terms, before the mist shifted in a manner to show assent. Diana relaxed, and set the lamp down, preparing herself. Since she was fully cooperating, the mist made no hasty moves to restrain her, instead, it could take its time to craft her into a perfect Sex Genie, and the lamp could enjoy the process.

It started by gently swirling around her legs, and rising up slowly, making her moan at the sensations it was producing. Once it reached her waist, it gently lifted her up into the air, continuing to work it's way up her body until she was fully enveloped in the glittering vortex of red and blue, with a few white wisps being added to the mix.

Within the cloud of vapors, Diana gasped as most of her garments began to dissolve, slowly stripping her and revealing her smooth skin. She blushed just a tad, but she knew her modesty would soon be gone. Her bracers and tiara remained, and the lamp decided to leave them with their silvery sheen. It normally worked with gold, but it was flexible enough. That wasn't to say it didn't alter the adornments however.

It first ensured they were perpetually polished to gleam in a dazzling manner. Then, it added gems. Her right bracer had a ruby encrusted into it, with the left gaining a sapphire. The tiara gained a diamond. All three adornments glowed with a clear magical energy, before dying down to a more subtle glimmer.

The smoke then began to work on her body. "Oh~!" she moaned as it began to seep into her skin. The shimmering gas worked at a leisurely pace, wiping away faded battle and training scars. Furthermore, her breasts increased ever so slightly in size, her hips also flaring out just a bit more. Nothing dramatic, just a slight enhancement to her already impressive figure. Finally, all of her body hair began to disintegrate, including the bush between her legs, the follicles placed in a dormant state to ensure the only hair she had was that growing from the top and back of her head. Only smooth skin remained, her snatch now clean and visually accessible. She'd only grow hair elsewhere if wished to by her future owner.

It then began working its magic on her mind. "Ahn..." Diana moaned, arching her back as she felt her consciousness expanding and reshaping, filling with cosmic knowledge. And furthermore, an enhanced libido, and an irresistible desire to submit, to serve, and gaining the ability to feel untold pleasure simply by following a basic command. It left her sense of justice alone, as agreed.

Then came the new clothes. Sheer silk garments, blue with red borders, formed on her. A loincloth over a pair of panties, a sleeveless top that left her midriff and some cleavage uncovered, silver bands over her biceps, which had detached sleeves flare out from them, and a veil attached to her tiara by the upper corners, covering her lower face. A single white star was on the front of her harem top. And the sexiest part? The silk, smooth and comfortable, caressing her body like a gentle lover's touch, was completely translucent, and as such, didn't actually conceal anything.

The final step was creating the symbol of her bondage. The sensations the gaseous magic were sparking in her intensified in her lower half, her toes beginning to dissolve into the mist as it converged on her lower half. It felt amazing, her nerves fusing with the mist, and alight with pleasure. She bit her lip and closed her eyes as the mist continued to consume her legs, moving up her shins, to her knees, then her thighs, finally stopping at her pelvis. Where flesh met smoke managed to seem like a seamless transition. The mist compressed into a tail, connected to the lamp by the spout, an unbreakable symbol of her current bondage.

She gave a soft smile as she embraced the change and the sheer delight that came with it. The lamp began to draw her in, and she didn't even try to resist. She could no longer stop herself from entering even if she wanted to, which she didn't, she had allowed the transformation to progress fully. With a metallic pop, she entered the lamp, which now awaited someone worthy to release its new genie. Normally, it would wait for anyone who was lucky enough, but it had agreed to terms and it would stick to them. Despite being an amoral entity, it was an existence of its "word."