Double Trouble

She whispered a wish to stay and care for her master while she 'recruited' more girls to Jeannie's cause. A duplicate split from her as she laid on the couch, still holding you, and the strangest thing you heard sounded like bare fingers 'scratching' at a balloon. "What was that?" you ask, pushing off. The duplicate, whose consciousness came from Jeannie, hid under the couch quickly.

"It was just the television, sir..." she purred. "I just turned it off. It's ok..." And as she let you lay down again, her duplicate quietly made off into the night. She journeyed into the house next door, and made another wish to silence anyone whose mouth she put a hand on.

This copy also remembered that she had your touch on her fingers, so she instead wished that any woman she passed through, like a prism, would think of you sexually and lovingly. And that it acted like a 'Lovesick' virus in her body and mind. The copy then wished to first know how many women there were in the world, and then wished to 'possess' them all.

With that, she made so many ghostly versions of herself, that she had to cover her mouth to muffle any screams of pain she made. Every one of those ghosts infiltrated every house, apartment, and living quarters. Every other woman on Earth, besides your sister and mother, were admittedly violated, but then the 'ghosts' disappeared into their bloodstream.

They each became a dormant virus that laid in wait to act...

"Perfect..." the duplicate panted. "Now to... help strengthen... Master." She went back into your house and found that Sarah came to check on you. While you both were distracted with describing the sporting events earlier, the copy held Jeannie's hand and got reabsorbed into her. Along with the memory and experience of possessing all other women on Earth...

'Excellent...' she thought with a brief grin. You got up from Jeannie's embrace and saw that it was bedtime. Like Sarah mentioned. "Johnny? Let's get you into bed, brother..." She still was devoted, as ever to you. She and Jeannie walked with you to your bed, and your servant got in first, then yourself.

Sarah tucked you in and instead of kissing your cheek or forehead, she suckled softly on the side of your neck. She held your cheek in one hand, rubbing her thumb against it. Then she turned your face to her slowly and kissed you passionately, moaning softly in your mouth. After what seemed like minutes, she pulled away slowly from you and smiled.

"I missed you today, my sweet brother. Sleep well..." she cooed. She reached out for Jeannie's hand, and they gingerly gripped. Sarah leaned over you to kiss the back of her hand, bidding Jeannie goodnight, too. Sarah turned off all lights and closed the door in front of her, leaving your genie to spoon with you.

In her dreams, Jeannie saw that, again, you ruled over all nations. Because you were a fair, wise, and benevolent ruler, people throughout the world were paying homages to statues of you.

Even the homeless?

They were murmuring your name, seeming to live in their own worlds where you take care of them. Jeannie took a walk around several places in several countries, teleporting between sites. "Beautiful..." she sighed.

"Don't move!" a distant voice demanded. Jeannie turned her head to see what was happening. In the distance, she saw a couple of authority figures restraining a woman to the ground.