Chapter Nine

“WHEEEE!! Guess who’s back bitches!”

Jason was still blinking stars out of his vision when Naru reappeared, hovering in mid-air in her original genie outfit. Her bare midriff had returned to a flat plane of bronzed flesh, but her supersized tits strained the brief vest.

He stared dumbly at her, then back at Jen, resting contentedly on the floor. She nursed her sloshing tummy, purring like a happy kitten, only mewling when he withdrew from her.

A flood of their mixed fluids followed his still-rigid dick out, puddling on the hallway rug.

“Naru! Where’d you get off to?” He admonished, waving away the smoke. “We were in the middle of something when you vanished.”

“Soz, big guy. You used your last wish.” The genie shrugged, completely unfazed. “Them’s the rules, once you’ve spent all three, blammo! I’m sucked straight back into the bottle.” She glanced down at his jutting hard-on, licking her ruby lips. “But since I’m, like, out again so soon…”

“Okay, but I’m still pretty pissed at you.” Jason hurrumphed, crossing his muscular arms. “And why aren’t you calling me master?”

“Yay!” The magical partygirl cheered, swooping down to land on her knees at his feet. “And the master thing is because you’re technically an ex now. But we can totally be ex’s with bennies for as long as I’m around. Nice job with Jen, be tee dubs. She looks like cum balloon ready to pop. Lucky girl.”

“Hold up.” Jason frowned, palming Naru’s forehead before she could dive face-first on his cock. “If I’m not your master, who is?” He looked about apprehensively. “And where’d I leave your damn lamp? Shit, I can be a real meathead sometimes.”

“Are you talking about this weird teapot, baby?”

Jen had managed to heave herself into a seated position despite a heavily altered center of gravity.

She held the brass lamp in front of her inflated belly and tits. “It was poking me in the boob, and I was like, “What’s that doing there? I don’t even drink tea.” That was after the bang and the smoke–”

“That’s it. Gimme.” Jason snatched it from her. “Thanks, sugartits. You’re the best.”

Jen tittered, blushing as she stared fixedly at his swaying erection.

“Alright, I’m the master again.” He proclaimed, brandishing the lamp. “Go team.”

“Uh, nopesies. It, like, doesn’t work that way.” Naru sniffed, flipping her obsidian mane. “Blondie rubbed the lamp. She’s girlboss now. She gets three wishes. Major empowerment vibes, right sister?”

She stuck out a fist for Jen to bump. Jen only stared at it, blinking vacantly.

“Huh? That’s not fair!” Jason protested, cock lurching in outrage. “I’m the man around here. I’m the biggest and strongest. I should be in charge.”

Anger built inside him at the injustice of it all. He wanted to punch something or kick down a door. He was eyeing one of his mother’s potted ferns when Jen chimed in.

“It’s okay, baby. Just tell me what to wish for. I don’t mind.”

He froze, then slowly turned to look at her. She smiled back, bright and beautiful and dense as a glacier.

God, she was perfect.

He looked to Naru next. The genie shrugged again, nearly bursting from her little vest.

“That works for me.” She said. “Long as mistress says the wishes, rules are rules. Sooo… am I sucking you off or what? All this grumpy energy is, like, such a buzzkill.”

“In a sec. Everybody shut up—I gotta think.” Jason pinched the bridge of his nose as the mental gears ground forward at an agonizing crawl. “Okay. Jen gets three wishes.” He raised three thick fingers. “And you’re stuck here with us—”

“Technically, with her.” Naru cut in. “She’s my new mistress.”

“But she’s with me.” Jason insisted. The gears spun a fraction faster, making his head hurt. “She’s my girl. She does what I say, yeah?”

“Awww, baby.” Jen cooed, wriggling happily. “That’s, like, soooo romantic. About that sucking–”

“Stop interrupting me.” Jason snapped, glaring at his three sausage-sized digits. “Okay. So. If she only makes two wishes—” He lowered one finger, then another, squinting hard. “That means you’ll stay here with us. Right?”

Naru’s face lit up. She clapped enthusiastically.

“Exactly! You got there in the end. I’m, like, super proud of you, big guy.”

Jason sagged with relief. Lightbulb moments were a real headache. Thinking was for nerds. That was why the world needed doers—guys like him.

“Glad we got that sorted.” He said, resolutely. “Now, back to business. Where were we? Oh yeah. You’re first, sugartits. Gotta take care of my girl.”

Turning back to Jen, Jason tapped his turgid tip on her chin. She giggled and opened wide, slurping him in with expert ease.

“Hmmmmff~!”

Naru shouldered in beside her, pouting petulantly until, after a few throat-stretching thrusts, Jason pulled out of Jen and then shoved his stolid stiffness into her greedy gob.

It was important to enjoy the simple things in life, Jason reckoned, alternating between their sucking mouths. He’d figure out what to do with those extra wishes later.

For now, thinking was overrated. Being big, strong, and uncomplicated felt pretty damn good.

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The End

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