A magical makeover, in more ways than one

Jessica thought for a moment. Looking at her Master sitting across from her, something came to her.

"Okay, second—" She stopped herself and thought for a moment more. Carefully, she said, "Um, okay, you have to promise not to take this the wrong way."

Uncertainty passed over Kevin's face for a brief moment, quickly replaced with confidence and trust. "Alright, I promise."

Jess found herself smiling, having her Master's trust brought a warm feeling to her heart. "So, you're cute, and you know I mean that because I can't lie to you, but you would be even cuter with a little definition." She hurriedly added, "Not like a football player or anything, not jacked. That's a lot less attractive than guys think. Maybe something more subtle, like a male dancer."

Kevin stroked his chin for a moment, clearly deep in thought. Jessica almost thought she'd gone too far, until he said, "I wish I had the body Jessica wants me to."

There was a now familiar tingle in Jess's loins from the wish, but even if she weren't a genie, she was fairly sure she'd be feeling something at the sight unfolding in front of her. Her Master was completely nude, except for the emerald ring on his finger, so she saw every change the wish made to his body unfold. It wasn't instantaneous, each part of his body grew and stretched at the same time. She couldn't put a finger on it, but seeing his shoulders broaden and his limbs stretch, everything expanding with muscle, was extremely hot.

Like she'd told him, he'd been cute, just a bit on the scrawny side. Now he was gorgeous, the man of her dreams with the face she'd fallen for. He had a broad chest and long limbs, with toned muscles that didn't distort his supple skin, all of it smooth and soft. Jess reached out to stroke his well-muscled chest, distractedly muttering, "Wow, um, that was a smart wish. Thank you, Master."

Kevin crawled off the bed and made his way over to Jess's full-length mirror. Stretching and flexing he said, "I figured it was the easiest way. It was a wish for you after all. I was planning on making myself look better eventually, but yours is the opinion that actually matters on the details." He jumped up, easily a foot in the air. "Great choice by the way, I'm not sure I could have come up with a body this good with a dozen wishes."

Jess shivered at the thought of what a dozen wishes would feel like. "That's what I meant when I said smart. It seems like you might actually be getting the hang of the whole wishing thing after all," Jess replied, walking over to stand next to her Master at the mirror. They looked perfect. At least, she thought so. She turned and looked up at his face, now several inches higher than it had been. Full of insecurity, she anxiously asked, "You don't want to, um, change anything about me, do you?"

Kevin stopped checking himself out and turned to face his new girlfriend, gently putting his hands on her shoulders and guiding her to face him as well. Her Master lowered his face, his hazel eyes finding her emerald ones, "Jess, you're already perfect. I don't know if it's genie magic or just hard work and good genetics, but if there's a guy in the world who would change a thing about you, it's because he has some kind of fetish. I'd never change you. In fact, I wish neither of our bodies would physically change unless we want them to."

Her Master didn't ask, but if he had, Jess would have blamed the blush spreading across her face on the throbbing in her crotch from the wish. It was probably technically true, at least partially, so it wouldn't be a lie. The real truth, however, was that his kind words were unwittingly melting her heart. It wasn't fair that he could do that so easily without even trying, but she wasn't sure she minded.

Staring into each other's eyes, her blushing and his hands on her shoulders, the two teenagers, almost without thought, closed the distance between them. It was the same as their last kiss, almost a continuation; soft gentle touches, lightly exploring each other's mouths. At some point his hands moved to her waist and hers wrapped around his neck, each pulling the other closer.

When they parted for a breath, Kevin looked past Jess and noticed something. Jess turned to find that he was looking at her bedside alarm, which read a quarter to nine. Removing his hands from Jess's hips, Kevin said, "I guess we should get going to school now, huh?"

Jess let go of his neck and chuckled, shaking her head. "Just when I thought you were getting the hang of the whole wishing thing."

"What?" Kevin asked, slightly defensive.

Jess grinned. "We don't have to go to school."

Kevin looked confused for a moment, then the meaning of what Jess had said sunk in. Dumbfounded, he muttered, "I can wish away school, or stop time, or, well, anything."

"Right," Jess said nodding.

Regaining his composure, Kevin smirked at Jess and said, "I kind of want to go to school and show off my cute new girlfriend though."

Jess felt herself blush, but refused to give in to sweet sentiment and suggested, "How about you show me off at the mall?" Looking her Master up and down, she added, "You're going to need some new clothes to go with that new body, and shopping is way more fun than wishing."

Kevin looked unsure, but shrugged, "Sure, why not. There's always tomorrow." The nerd in him kicking in, he added, "Oh, we shouldn't miss what we'd learn in class today. I wish we knew today's lessons. Actually, I wish we had a full high school education. No, I wish we both had the knowledge of multiple doctoral programs and their undergraduate requirements."

Jess fought not to double over as the three rapid-fire wishes hit her. She was struck with the strange sensation of a suddenly having both a throbbing pussy and the knowledge of how to perform open-heart surgery; also how to play the violin, build a rocket, and some very strong opinions on the underlying meanings of the works of William Shakespeare.

Overwhelmed, she staggered over to sit on the edge of her bed, soon joined by her Master. "Maybe warn me when you're going to cram a few decades of school into my brain?" Her pussy twitched, as if to remind her. "Also maybe when you're gonna make so many wishes at once."

"More like a few lifetimes," Kevin groaned, holding his head in his hands. "That is definitely more than I ever needed to know about the reproductive cycles of the phylum anthropoda."

Taking a deep breath and exhaling, Jess said, "Still, I guess it is nice to know pretty much everything. Thanks." She punctuated the statement with a quick peck on her Master's cheek. After that, there was a long silence, in which both of them worked on processing their new wealth of knowledge. It was finally broken by Jess standing and saying, "I guess I'd better get ready."

Kevin stopped her by saying, "I wish we were both clean and dressed."

The wish worked well, mostly. After feeling the usual buzz of pleasure, Jess had the sensation of having just gotten out of the shower. She was also dressed, wearing her cream-colored long-sleeve blouse, pleated gray skirt, and black low heels. A lacy feeling against her skin told her she was also wearing one of her sexier sets of underwear. It was all exactly what she would have picked for herself, right down to the sexy underwear to surprise her Master.

Things hadn't worked out so well for her Master. He was clean, but the clothes he was wearing were now too small, and his new muscular form was tearing them apart at the seams. "I wish my clothes fit and weren't torn," he grunted in mild discomfort.

Yet another jolt shot through Jess, causing her to almost lose her footing as the clothes magically resized and reknitted themselves before her eyes. It occurred to her that her Master could just wish all his old clothes resized, but she kept her mouth shut. She really didn't want to be seen at school dating a guy who wore cargo pants and t-shirts with characters from some video-game or show or whatever on them.

Instead, she asked, _"Can you wish me made up too? Just to save time."_

"Sure," Kevin replied, stretching and checking out his new clothes. Despite the design being less than fashionable, the new fit was well-tailored and quite flattering. "I wish Jess and I were made up to go out."

Jess was ready for the buzz this time, but it still hit her hard, especially after so many other wishes. She really wanted to get off, needed to, but she also wanted to go to the mall, and she wasn't about to let the fact that she was a genie control her life. As soon as she regained her composure, she noticed that she was expertly made up and her hair professionally styled.

Looking over at Kevin, she couldn't help but stare. His hair was likewise styled and he had an almost imperceptible amount of makeup that highlighted his features breathtakingly, making him look even better than he already had. She just needed to fix those clothes. Kevin broke her reverie by asking, "Ready?"

"One sec," Jess replied, walking to her dresser and grabbing her purse. "Okay, ready!"

"Alright, I wish we were at the mall," Kevin said from the bed, sending yet another twinge through his genie's nethers.