You would teleport me home.

"I wish that you would teleport me to my house, if you can."

Wordlessly, the Genie raised her hands and snapped her fingers and at one instant Vanessa was sitting on a shady bench, the next she felt herself suddenly trying to balance herself inside her living room. Vanessa had still been in a sitting position and almost toppled over.

After regaining herself, Vanessa looked around, she was home, in her own house and the Genie was standing in front of her once again, butt naked and with her gaze fixed on Vanessa.

It was then that Vanessa felt strange. She could feel the carpet on her bare feet and her body shivered a bit, it then Vanessa looked down and screamed.

She was completely naked! Her clothes had obviously not teleported with her and she now stood bare-assed in her own home, thankful that nobody else was around.

"What the hell!" She shrieked at the Genie, her face turning beat red, and her arms instantly going to cover her breasts and pussy. "Where are my clothes?"

"Where you left them." The genie replied. "You requested that I teleport you to this place but did not request anything else, I assumed..."

"You assumed wrong!" Vanessa could barley contain herself, but was secretly thankful that of all the places she got transported, it was here. "Bring my clothes and everything else I had with me, RIGHT NOW!"

The Genie snapped her fingers again and Vanessa's clothes and bags appeared in a pile between them.

"Now." Vanessa took a deep breath, and began putting on her clothes. "Next time you teleport me, make sure you also bring the clothes I'm wearing. Understood?"

"I understand mistress." The Genie remained stoic.

Vanessa still looked with some disgust at her new servant. "Sorry but the whole nudity thing is bugging me, aren't you embarrassed?"

"I have no concept of embarrassment in this state. My previous master wished that remain so."

Vanessa was starting to get some sick idea of who the Genies previous 'master' was and the thoughts weren't pleasant, which also explained the Genies amazing personality. She also picked up the lamp she had found the Genie in.

"Are you supposed to go back in here when you're not needed?"

"If you wish it."

"But if I let you out again, you'll do that whole light show?"

"No, that only occurs when the lamp receives a new master."

Vanessa though about this. On one hand the Genie was technically her **** and she could treat her as such or she could actually show some kindness to this centuries old demi-god...what to choose?

(Originally by Zendle from writing.com)