Errands

"So, here's how I see what happened," Simon looked at the ceiling in thought as he motioned his arms about to put the picture together in front of him,

"Your Mom said that your magic is tied to sexual energy and absorbing it. So, as a genie, your pheromones must be more powerful to generate more. The more you awaken your senses and magical side, the more you show signs of your heritage. Like how you've recovered so fast with more sex stuff around you happening. So, because of everything, Jess has to be sending out more when she's aroused."

He began to list out with his fingers as he switched between Head Cheerleader and Outcast,

"I mean, everyone we've all been around: The School, Kevin, Steph, Miss Littlewood, you and me, that'd be quite a bit. Where we are now with stuff that makes sense. Because when Jess gets aroused, she'll make other people more aroused around her; the more aroused she gets, the more everyone else around her responds to it. That'll create more sexual energy to be converted into magic, but it also drives others to produce more for her. It probably also reacts differently to the amount of magic in an area. With what it did to you and Peralez, given the magical changes you made to yourself, that made you both lose control of yourselves."

The young man clapped his hands together as he looked at his girlfriend and best friend with a smile – while being oblivious to the stares they gave him as he was in full exposition mode,

"And because Kevin and Peralez couldn't stop, that meant you soaked up more and more sexual energy. Combine that with your own desires and emotional state - it explains why you got so disgusted and wanted it to stop that your body took the available magic and unleashed it as a static discharge, Jess!"

The dorkish Master smiled at his two childhood friends as he finished his theory and held his arms up in the air momentarily,

"So that would explain it. What do you two think?"

Simon was reacquainted with awkward silence when his childhood friends stared without a word.

The genie continued to poke her index fingers together nervously as the washing machine and dryer spun and ran loudly behind her. Her Master's red t-shirt draped over her torso and slid off her left shoulder after she ditched the maid uniform. When it raised high enough - when Jessica eventually tied the ends under her breasts - it revealed the Blue Jean Bikini bottoms with pockets, zipper, and button firmly hugging her waist and the straps of her black stockings that disappeared underneath them.

Kevin remained in a baggy grey hoodie and black gym shorts as he glared angrily with his shoulders slumped, unamused,

"I think your genie made me fucked crazed, used me and Natalia to absorb sex energy like a succubus, then shot fucking lightning at me that broke my headboard."

A knot formed in her throat as Jessica felt her body go rigid from the anxiety. Her emerald eyes looked away as she grumbled,

"It's not like I knew I was going to do that, disgusting pig…."

"Look at me when you speak, you little slut!"

An indignant huff and blood rushing to her cheeks caused the genie's defiance to spike again as she stomped her foot,

"Oh, give it a rest already, Kevin! I wasn't trying to attack you! This isn't helping! I've never done that before, and you know it! Why can't you just get it through your skull already that I meant what I fucking said!"

The lights of the room briefly flickered as Simon shot his hand between them when distracted,

"How about we quit the fights for now. That's what I meant to accomplish. You both prefer flattery to insults, so can we try that instead? Or any sort of positive reinforcement? Before I do something, I may regret to **** you two to get along or slip my tongue?"

The genie felt her Master's insistence and desire to cut off the bickering as quickly as possible. He looked between both her and the asshole to make his point as Kevin shut his eyes and scoffed as he leaned away. Jessica rubbed her elbow and nodded.

"You couldn't bother to at least wish me a new bed to fix the one you broke? Or clean up the sheets? Why do I need to keep using up detergent?"

Simon glanced back with a frown,

"I'm not going to endlessly wish for every single little thing. The more Jessica's magic is released, the more I could disturb the veil."

The nerd kept his fists in the pockets of the grey hoodie as he waved his elbow out toward the door,

"Uh, I hate to break the news to you, pal, but you've already started doing that by bringing your girlfriend's hot-ass mom back to our reality. Pretty sure if you've done that and we haven't been fucked already, you can get away with wishing for the basic shit. So, maybe give up on the idea that we're already safe and skip a few steps ahead and wish for a few cheat codes, will ya!"

The genie pouted and looked at her Master as she refused to admit what she thought aloud,

'He has a point. Maybe you could wish for me to predict the future for you or something. That way, we know how to avoid things. You're going to have to make more wishes eventually. You won't know what'll set things off. So why worry too much about it?'

Simon shut his eyes and sighed deeply to release the tension building in his shoulders,

"I'm not skipping any steps or details on this."

'Besides, I don't even know if I've already been caught….'

Jessica's eyes widened as the thought slipped from her Master's brain. She felt her anxiety race along with her heart rate,

"W-We don't know if Mom's Master already knows about her coming here! Your method of bringing her was solid, and she made a bond vow to keep silent! And you heard her yourself! This realm's veil is stronger than most! So we can afford at least a few risks! At this rate, we can probably get away with much more than you feel we can! Mom made it sound like I can get away with doing a lot!"

The Queen of Eastlake tugged at the shirt and tied it over her exposed belly to reveal the tight denim bikini underneath,

"I know how important it is to be careful, but also giving into the fear and anxiety of keeping up appearances and staying hidden isn't healthy either. I'm a genie. I'm supposed to grant wishes! What if not granting them is just as bad? You don't know if you're being watched, but if you find out you are, then acting like it will just be telling them that you know they are! I mean, you two dorks know that better than most whenever we caught you doing something or acting weird around us, right?"

Upon realizing how she spoke, the cheerleader bowed her head at her boyfriend with a newfound wave of remorse, anxiety, and self-consciousness,

"Um, s-sorry, I didn't mean it like I was…y'know…."

Simon scratched the back of his head and began to laugh nervously at the mention of their previous encounters in high school,

"I-I'm not sure that's the best example, Jess, but I get what you mean!"

Kevin was less willing to laugh it off as his lips ticked upward into a dark smirk,

"I swear to god, I should've livestreamed your submission upstairs if I knew you were going to keep up the insults. I'm going to enjoy making your squad and clique pay for every single little fucking tease trap."

The cheerleader groaned as she squinted back at him,

"Master said no more fighting with each other."

Kevin groaned and rolled his eyes,

"I'm not fighting you! Just stating the obvious! Jesus Christ. Besides, you're the one who just referred to your Master as a dork. You accept him as your Master, tell me his childhood friend, and still call him names like you're still in charge of him? I don't think Simon should let that insult slide, do you? So, did you do it on purpose just to make sure he punishes you again?"

Jessica felt her face grow hot as she clenched her teeth and stomped her left foot again in embarrassment.

'It was just a **** of habit, damnit! I'm not doing it to get spanked!'

Simon shrugged the issue off and sighed again at their continued shenanigans,

"If we stay focused on who everyone still thinks we are, we'll be here all night. I don't have the time for that,"

The Master then lowered his head as he reached behind it to scratch his scalp again and then looked up with a nervous laugh,

"Besides, I mean, we kind of still are! I don't mind being a dork, but Sam and I are introducing Jess to anime and other stuff later, so she's coming around to it. It's fine!"

The genie blushed and frowned at her boyfriend with a huff,

'You don't have to tell him everything we do together, y'know!'

Kevin scoffed and rolled his eyes,

"Whatever, good luck with that conversion project. I'd think making her learn how to be competent with magic would be easier than that. Just make sure I have a seat when you make her finally do cosplay photo shoots for her future calendar. Better yet, let's get the whole squad involved! I mean, Sam's probably thought about it be…."

"You really want to bring my sister up again?"

'Cosplay shoot?'

'He asked what I would like to do with you since I can have you do anything.'

Oh. Jessica poked her fingers again curiously as the cheerleading genie ducked her head at the image put into her head. Then, she scowled angrily at the thought of Kevin being there to bark insults and instructions at her and getting in the way.

He even ruined her daydreams, that perverted turd.

She clenched her teeth, growled, and glared at the dark-haired teen again and the amulet around his neck.

Kevin clutched a hand over it as he jumped in his shoes, realizing where she was glaring,

"Don't you fucking dare!"

"Hmph!" the genie stuck her nose in the air arrogantly and turned his words against him,

"I'm just 'reminding you of my place' sound familiar!"

Kevin slumped over and scoffed as he held out his arms at Simon,

"Do you see this? Give her some power back; she thinks she's in charge again! Unbelievable."

The punk then leaned himself against a wall and continued to point at her,

"Y'know, it took some effort because they all think it never happened, but after I interrogated Myers and Natalia into telling me what Tiffany and the others did to you. I almost wanted to laugh. I should've. Look at you, the mighty Queen Jessica reduced to being led nude around her cheerleader thralls because she couldn't even put her own clothes on! Confessing to having a **** fetish for your stalker and them kicking you out! Seriously, tell me the truth! Being nothing more than Simon's Doll and realizing that's what you are - knowing you would've been reduced to that after what happened - how does that make you feel, knowing how that old life of yours no longer matters and the knowledge you're helpless to resist?"

The genie cringed at the title again, her arms trembling as she let her lip quiver. She wanted to argue back, but Master had made it clear, so Jessica went with the easiest way to diffuse the situation, as she learned by watching Simon.

She told the truth, her voice losing the fighting anger and turning soft,

"Happy…."

"That's what I-Wait, what? For real?"

The blonde let out a half-laugh as she looked at the nerd's face pull a 180, then continued letting her walls crumble and holding out her arms, no longer in fear of Kevin's response to her honesty,

"Being popular, on a pedestal of expectations, it's more of a curse than you think. Go on. Try it when you go back to school on Monday and make yourself the Demon King of Eastlake like you always wanted. You have the power to do that now. You won't believe me, but Master knows I've struggled. I thought you said you knew what I really was. Catch up."

Jessica shook her head and quietly huffed as she looked down,

"It's constant pressure to maintain your status or make yourself into what others expect of you. The more people seem to like you, the more people fake it, and the more people out there can hate you for reasons you don't even know. The more paranoid or scared you get of losing everything you expect to have or understand and what you believe others expect from you, the more of a bitch you have to be to stay on top and put people down. I shouldn't have to tell you this if you think you've figured it out. I was starting to lash out because I felt so much pressure.

You don't realize how much you regret what mistakes or decisions you've made until it's too late if you even sympathize with others at all because you expect people to act one way as they expect you to treat them a certain way instead of the way you wanted to be treated. I ignored my own empathy until Master reminded me how important it was. I became so internalized in my bubble trying to do what everyone wanted of me that I didn't notice the world beyond it."

Jessica scoffed out a laugh and shook her head at the confused pervert trying to absorb it all,

"Do you think you're the only one who'd **** or exploit me if you became my Master instead of him? C'mon, Kevin. Half the school would want to break me down for how I thought I had to act and what I did. How I manipulated or treated them. It's easy to fantasize about what I'd be put through now that I realize how I've acted - what other people we know would do if I were their genie. Really, I do get it."

The genie smiled and closed her eyes as they stung from the buildup of tears she never let pass her. She shook her head and moved her hair away from her face,

"At the same time, though? I'm not the heartless bitch you think I am – but the opposite. No lengths stop me when it comes to how far I'll go for those I care about, Kevin. Part of what made me such a Queen Bitch is because I cared so much - too much – what certain people thought about me or how I was supposed to be. I made mistakes and bad choices because of it. I cared too much about what I was expected to be for the people around me. I gave into those expectations because I felt I was supposed to have them for myself while hiding in plain sight. That doesn't make me evil, but I wasn't acting as normal as I always felt I was."

The cheerleader rubbed the sleeve of her oversized shirt up her arm as she rubbed at it,

"I know what they say behind my back if they aren't close enough to say it to my face. They call me melodramatic or emotionally driven. I feel more strongly about everything than I knew because I'm a genie. My Mom says a genie's feelings are more fundamental to our being than a mortal's. They have more sway. My feelings are why I've acted the way I've acted, and I've never paid much attention to that before now. The one thing that hasn't changed is that I would do anything for those I feel strongest about. No one proves that more than Master…."

Jessica adjusted her legs to stand firm after a quick glance at the silent dork that stood next to both of them without a word but locked back onto the outcast with ever-growing confidence,

"So, as long as it gets you to help Master, you can try to break me down again and again. We can keep playing this game if you want to. So long as I have Master, I'll live. We meant what we said upstairs, so go for it. Test me, and you'll only make me stronger for him."

The genie looked down to see her Master's hand snake around and clasp his fingers around hers without giving any impression. She squeezed it with a soft smile as Kevin scoffed and shook his head in resentment,

"Yeah, whatever, Edwards."

Jessica watched as her High School Nemesis frowned deep in thought for a brief moment. His dark eyes glanced down at her hand entwined with Simon's and then away at the corner of the room. She raised an eyebrow and glanced at her Master,

'Is he actually contemplating this?'

Simon shrugged and remained with the same stare on his face,

'He usually stops to think once he gets out of his own way.'

Unfortunately, that was all the time Simon's friend gave the genie and her Master as he began to act dismissively toward her again. Kevin scoffed and waved his hand at her with his eyes closed as if to shoo her away like an annoying cat,

"I'd probably be doing you a favor if I kept it up, so no thanks. You already proved how big of a disgusting **** slut you are when it comes to your Master. I don't need a reminder of how far you'll go now to lower yourself. Watching you prance yourself around as a Maid, confessing your absolute affection and dependence to the boy you accused of being your stalker, pleading for my aid, and the finale of begging to be fucked full of Simon's cum was entertaining enough. He should keep those chains on you all the time, honestly."

Usually, the insult would trigger a comeback, but the tone and manner in which he dismissed her wasn't shocking. It was still enough to surprise Jessica, who stared at her nemesis and tilted her head, imitating her Master once more.

"Besides that, you just need to remember when you walk around your former kingdom to remind people that you're a **** and a slut, and you need Master Simon's cock. If I knew you were so eager to **** yourself, I would've had you do it under the lights of the football field and charged admission! In fact, I want you to tell everyone you know that with more pride than you have for our fucking dump of a school the next time I see your face in those damned hallways. Got it? So long as you do that, Edwards, you don't have to have a repeat of, of-well...you fucking know already!"

Was he blushing?

The anger then got redirected from Kevin's reddened face. Simon nearly jumped out of his skin in surprise as his friend got in his face and pointed accusingly,

"You - on the other hand - are a fucking mad demon troll! So, stop fucking giving me that innocent blank look of yours like you're confused, you devious, plank-faced bastard! I know what's really going on in that dark cauldron you call a brain! Congrats on proving your point to me! Jessica Edwards is your willing, obedient, loving childhood fucktoy in addition to your **** and whatever the fuck you want people to think she is! But now I'm going to make sure I don't let my guard down around your awkward ass! Given what I know now, you two have done way fucking more than that display you put me through or told me already, haven't you? What else are you keeping from me, huh!"

Both dork and head cheerleader looked at each other and kept their mouths shut as the nerd outcast growled and rubbed his face,

"I should make you bring her back tonight and humiliate herself in front of all her teammates, preaching how great it is to be a **** since she's so willing to do that for you, Simon! If your genie is as dedicated to you, she should already be thinking about who else to offer up to your madness - because that would explain a few things! Sam, Cassie, Tiffany? Those are three off the top of my head I can think of at the moment!"

Simon, now flustered, waved his hands as he protested,

"B-But I told you were having anime night with…."

Kevin growled and then snapped,

"Well, since you're so inclined to let your genie humor her delusions! Plan to have her still go to cheer practice, then! Which, by the way - I hope you have an idea for who the new coach is supposed to be now that Natalia is our classmate instead of our goddamn teacher!"

Jessica's ears perked up as she smiled at the thought. Kevin groaned as he clutched his forehead,

"I can't tell if you're clueless, uncaring, or ten steps ahead, you know that? It's always the same with you."

The nerd pulled the hand down his face and sighed in frustration again as he put his hands in his sweatshirt and scuffed his feet against the floor in thought,

"I could've gotten Olivia to fucking do it if she was still here, but you idiots sent her home. I know the school will act like Peralez is on leave, but I don't know who else to pick. Ms. Chen, maybe? I pay way more attention to Math now. Now that I can use this damned medallion again, remind me whoever the fuck Stephanie is at some point, Simon, and I'll tell you all about the Asian Angel of Algebra after a couple more interactions with her. We can compare notes."

Simon raised an eyebrow skeptically,

"I'm not sure you're the best person to figure that out. You're forgetting Jess will still be Captain regardless of your alterations, and Sam already told me before that Mrs. Cooper had issues with Cheerleaders before you made her dress up as one. You aren't going to have the whole squad either way, Kev. Maybe we should just let the school handle it. They'll probably promote the JV Coach or something? Going to be hard to do double duty because Peralez makes sure Varsity is all Seniors. I'm sure Jess already knows if there's an option for a new coach to cover for them…."

It only took seconds for Jessica's brain to click the idea together, and the genie smiled brightly. Her hands clapped together to get the attention of her enemy and her lover,

"Oh, you boys don't need to worry about that. I have that covered!"

Both teenage boys raised their eyebrows and paused their back and forth to look at the bubbly cheerleader. Jessica Edwards already had the one person in mind she wanted to take over the Tigers' cheer team.

It was obvious.

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"You really want me to be your coach?"

Kimberly Littlewood's hair was loose, and the teacher was not fully dressed. She wore a white undershirt and black panties as she looked at the blonde with surprise from her sitting on the living room couch.

Jessica bounced in place on her toes as she continued to smile brightly in front of her favorite Eastlake educator,

"Of course! You'd be perfect! Plus, it'd only be until the end of the year. Everyone on the squad loves you!"

The strawberry blonde scratched her cheek softly with one of her pale fingernails as she thought it over. Her cheeks tinted pink as she sounded concerned,

"I'm not sure, Jessica. Aren't things already crazy enough for you at home with me and Stephanie…."

The genie waved her hand and scoffed at the idea of her home life and the discomfort of the affair she had placed her teacher in with her stepmother. She wagged her finger in the air as a confident girl who ruled her High School's social hierarchy would,

"Steph would say it'd make getting you in the house easier, and Daddy's already out of town for work. If you're worried, the only ones there besides her these days are Master and me. Besides, this isn't part of that! You'll be able to really give everyone a huge pick-me-up! Coach Peralez isn't as positive as you! I know you'll be great, and it'll be really fun!"

The blonde bombshell's enthusiasm was infectious, especially towards her English teacher, who stood from her furniture and took a deep but anxious breath. Kimberly sighed and smiled back,

"Well, with you there, why not?"

Jessica gleefully giggled as she clapped and bounced on one leg, her arms shot up in the air on instinct from years of practice,

"Yes!"

The cheerleader held out her fingers and began to count on the events, getting ahead of herself as she brainstormed aloud as if suggesting a party or mixer for her clique on spring break,

"We have practice again next week, and then there's an event for regionals and semis. I'll talk to the principal for you! You'll be great, Kimmy!"

The teacher laughed as she grew further flustered, her fingers fidgeting together as she reminded the enthusiastic genie,

"I'm still your teacher, and I'll be your coach, Jessica. Probably not best to call me that yet!"

Oh, right…the genie immediately puckered her lips as if she had just eaten something extremely sour. She wasn't supposed to call her that unless she said the magic words. Deep down, Kimmy lurked and knew who she was, but Kimberly Littlewood was still oblivious on the surface – for the most part,

"S-Sorry, Miss Littlewood, I'm really excited that we'll see more of each other…"

The young teacher sighed and let out a giggle in understanding. Both young women acknowledged the energy of the other with a glowing smile, but the absence of someone in particular caught Kimberly off guard. The educator opened her eyes and raised an eyebrow,

"Is Simon not going to come in and say hi?"

Jessica smiled and bounced her head to the side after a quick swivel of her neck,

"No. Master has to go to the library for research, and I have aerobics with his sister in the afternoon, so I'll catch up with him later. He's working on a lot, and I have to look at reorganizing my schedule."

The genie then held out her wrist to show off the bracelet dangling around it with a smile, the golden rabbit charms that once haunted her the night of her birthday bringing out a laugh and another infectious grin,

"Did I show you what Master got me for my birthday? It's so cute!"

Kimberly laughed as she came closer to inspect the cheerleader's bracelet. The blonde babbled on about the details and how it matched other jewelry in her collection. Then, it devolved into stories about the childhood adventures of Simon and Jessie as the teacher mused,

"Honestly, Jessica, I never would've guessed someone could make you this adorable. You're definitely the baby sister Steffie says you are."

The utterance of her stepmother's name suddenly caused the cheerleader's eyes to perk up at her English teacher as she leaned forward to look at the rabbit charms on her bracelet. Upon a closer look, Jessica realized something different about her teacher she hadn't noticed before.

"Um, Miss Littlewood? Did you do something with your hair?"

Kimberly's eyes glanced up as she reached back to strands of hair behind her and laughed with a growing blush,

"O-Oh, that? Yeah, um…your stepmom convinced me to get pink highlights in my hair the other day. She's quite, um, how should I put this um…."

Jessica's eyes narrowed, and she felt her voice go flat as she ran off a list of words to describe her Maid Doll,

"Controlling? Insistent? Assertive? Bossy?"

The genie watched her teacher's face flush with embarrassment reacting to her assessment and quickly moved to put her hair behind her ears with one hand, laughing and smiling through her nerves as she responded,

"Y-You hit the nail on the head!"

The 20-something woman squirmed and looked at the floor with her legs crossed, her face turning a brighter shade of red as Jessica smiled,

"I-I've had controlling partners before. I just… I've never had one that's been, so…."

The cheerleader took a guess, "Affectionate?"

"N-Not exactly…."

"Seductive?"

"N-No…."

"Manipula…."

Miss Littlewood rubbed her shoulders furiously as she hopped off the floor and nearly gasped the word out,

"RICH!"

A guilt look fell over Kimberly's face as Jessica watched her lower her head and glance to her feet with shame,

"I-I'm sorry, Jessica. It's part of my upbringing and struggles with my family. I've always had to live modestly, and I knew you came from a wealthier family, but I didn't know you were THAT wealthy! And yes, Stephanie is so affectionate that she's trying to smother me into utter submission!"

The blonde stared at her teacher as she tried to think of a response to her, but it was hard when she saw her favorite teacher and soon-to-be new Cheerleader Coach look so flustered and out of sorts.

Kimberly Littlewood was an adorable woman. Jessica telepathically squealed to her Master as she began to wiggle her body with her hands over her mouth,

'Master! Miss Littlewood is so cute when she's frustrated! I ordered Stephanie to treat her with as much affection as she would with me or Daddy, and she's been trying to spoil her rotten, and I love it!'

'Well, I'm happy to hear at least one thing you wanted is going your way this morning, Jess!'

Simon's voice seemed almost relieved, but also distracted by other things going on inside his head,

'Having her take over for Peralez was a great idea on your part, and she can serve well as a monitor for anything that happens at school or with her colleagues. I just have trouble figuring out what else she can do to be helpful.'

'Oh, I can come up with a few things for Kimmy to do,' the genie's mental response purred.

Instead of scolding or any flustered response, Simon's voice was relatively unfazed and quick in his mind,

'Actually, that's not half a bad idea for training, Jess. You have some time to kill before you work out with my sister. Why not spend a little one-on-one time with Kim and see if you can awaken or sense anything different?'

Jessica's face suddenly burned as her eyes widened, and her body froze in place. Her favorite teacher responded with a puzzled and nervous look at her student's sudden change in behavior. The genie gulped as she telepathically questioned back,

'Um, you mean work on my senses still, but using….'

'Jessica, as your Master, I order you to further explore your genie senses with Miss Littlewood and have it all recorded on camera so I can document your progress. Disobey, and I will use your power to make you and punish you when we get home.'

The blonde cheerleader smiled as her mouth whispered aloud, along with her mind,

"Yes, Master."

'Don't forget to tell Kimmy that her Master says 'Hi,' Jess. I'll make sure to get Sam to pick you up later. Have fun. Love ya.'

Jessica looked at her teacher again and smiled with a happy giggle. The glint in her emerald eyes no longer appeared so innocent up close. Now that she saw it for herself, Stephanie may have a point about the pink hair. The color would be perfect on her Kimmy if done in the right shade and tone.

Her Kimmy.

The genie felt her pussy tingle as her cheeks continue to radiate heat. She had spent the entire first half of her morning with other teachers who were transformed due to her revelation as a genie. Jessica bit her lip as she cursed inwardly at Kevin, trying to point out they were both guilty of the same thing.

'At least I know how to take care of what's mine, careless dumbass. He doesn't know the first thing about how to play with Dolls.'

A pleasurable chill ran down her spine as the Queen of Eastlake began to imagine the devious desires she kept hidden from all but her Master. That familiar word was a title and description directly applied to her by others who were now that way for her. Those who knew her best would've seen the tiny competitive spark in her eye flash.

"Jessica, are you ok?"

The blonde snapped her emerald eyes forward as she left her internal musings,

"Huh?"

Miss Littlewood pursed her lips as she tried to keep on a cheerful look as her nerves built up,

"You stopped talking after I told you about Stephanie. I didn't say anything to worry you, did I?"

The genie tilted her head to the side and innocently shook her head,

"No. Not really, you just made me remember how Stephanie used to do that to me all the time. She'd give me playful nicknames to tease me with like a big sister while pressuring me, too."

The young teacher sighed as she began to sweat in front of the cheerleader. Jessica immediately smiled and dropped her torso by hinging her hips backward. Miss Littlewood may have been older, but not by much. As the 'baby sister' she was described, the blonde bounced in front of Kimberly's face with a teasing smile,

"Oh, I see! She gave you those, too, huh? Steph must really like you! Oh! She took you shopping, right? Can you show me what she bought you? Pretty please!"

It was underhanded to ask, knowing the woman couldn't refuse her requests or anything Simon said, but Jessica smiled and played it off at this point. She was Stephanie Edwards' stepdaughter, as well, and would use what the woman who raised her more as sister than mother had taught her. The genie had her orders, and she wanted to have as fun of a time with her Kimmy as possible.

Of course, for the Queen of Eastlake, it was incredibly unnerving as when returning to her teacher's bedroom, she found nearly half of the room had been taken up from various bags from stores, outlets, and malls.

'Holy fuck, she went all out on her!'

Immediately, the embarrassment for poor Miss Littlewood increased, and the anxiety overflowed from the woman,

"J-Jessica, I'm so sorry! I told her she was buying me too many things! I haven't figured out whether to return or where to put it all!"

The blonde sighed as her Kimmy's eyes widened, and she looked more and more like a classmate than an adult. Miss Littlewood had only explained her upbringing in general, but only now did the teenage genie realize that she had created a relationship between a good girl and a naughty woman.

Jessica's cheeks flushed as she allowed her eyes to scan the room briefly,

"Yeah, your place is cute & cozy, but I don't know if it's big enough, Miss Littlewood. Have you considered another room?"

Kimberly's head dropped in shame,

"S-Stephanie told me that if I wanted somewhere bigger, there was a place her friends stay when they come into town, or she'd buy out my landlord if I wanted to make additions…."

Again, the woman in her mid-twenties squirmed and fidgeted, voice hushed with utter embarrassment and anxiety. Another piece of her past slipping out between her lips,

"My Mother inspects every piece of clothing in my closet after I go shopping. She still does it whenever she visits. I-I never spent more than a certain amount… I-I'm not used to any of this…."

Well, yeah.

The genie sighed as she pouted at how anxious her new coach was becoming at the sight of all the bags.

'I only told Steph to treat her better, not turn her into a fucking Sugar Baby on the first date.'

The blonde took a deep breath. It couldn't be helped. Neither could the desires sprouting as Jessica tried to let herself go while staying more composed. There was no amulet or Master around her this time, so she had to see Kimberly without those to aid her.

Simon wanted to make it more challenging but fun? Ok then, Jessica grinned as she clapped her hands loudly,

"Don't worry, Miss Littlewood! I'll help you take care of all of this, no problem! There's just one little thing I need you to do."

Kimberly had barely enough time to register her head raising to look at her student as the words shot into her brain,

"Miss Littlewood, can Kimmy come out and play?"

The third time was the charm, the genie reminded herself as she watched her teacher's eyes fog over as her face turned a brighter shade of pink from arousal. A moan escaped the strawberry-pink blonde's lips as her hands slowly began to run up her bare legs and body to the genie's glee. Jessica childishly wrapped around her before the woman could get the jump on her and planted her lips over hers,

"Yay! Kimmy's back!"

The horny bunny with pink highlights suddenly smiled lustfully and giggled after their lips parted,

"Jessica, god, you're so…."

The Head Cheerleader was quick to put a finger over her new coach's lips and smiled as she allowed herself to focus on the flow once more, avoiding a repeat of events,

"Hey, Kimmy? Do you want to play a game with me?"

"Of course, anything for you…."

Jessica then purred with a sly smile,

"Good. It's a fun game! But you can't cum unless I tell you to, though. Can you do that for me, please?"

Kimmy pouted and whined while her legs crossed with discomfort,

"Ok. That seems so hard, though…."

The genie watched as the aura around her teacher began to heat up. Jessica also the tingling in her pussy started again. The blonde giggled and hummed as she teasing tugged at the bottom of her teacher's t-shirt,

"That's what you have to do if you want to play with me. You can't unless I say so."

The light strawberry-headed Kimmy desperately nodded as Jessica stroked the front of her black panties,

"O-Okay! Ok, Jessica! Wh-What game will I play with you?"

Still desiring to tease the woman more as she was trapped in her arms, Jessica playfully hummed and looked briefly at the ceiling,

"Well, before I tell you, let's see if I can give you a hint by guessing Stephie's nickname for you!"

The mischievous magical girl then whispered in her teacher's ear and grabbed a breast underneath the woman's white tee,

"Steph calls you Kimmy-Doll, doesn't she?"

A moaned gasp caused her teacher to shudder in confusion and increased arousal at the title,

"Y-Yes! B-But how did you…."

Jessica pulled away from Kimmy's flushed features as she wagged her finger in her face,

"A bit of advice, my sweet Kimmy! When she does that, you have to call her 'Stephie-Doll' back, or she'll treat you like one! I know because she used to do that to me, too. I used to be 'Jessie-Doll,' and she'd tease me with it when I was little. Since she became Stephie-Doll that's the other way around, so you have to call her that back! Now take off those clothes, silly!"

The teenage genie pulled out her cell phone, causing her teacher's eyes to widen as soon as she finished pulling her t-shirt off. Jessica watched as Kimmy further flushed and crossed her arms and legs to cover herself,

"J-Jessica! God, it's so hot, but y-you shouldn't f-film me! I… I'm your…."

Master's orders were Master's orders, Jessica reminded herself, and without the unwanted attention of others to bother her, she could relax more into the flow. After all, she had far more desire for Kimmy than she had for Peralez in Kevin's Sex Manor.

Maybe that was why the English Teacher's nipples were already twinkling like stars to her. Miss Littlewood was already far different from the others in that her magic wasn't just from the amulet but also the number of wishes that had been granted and focused on her. Jessica could already sense three colors to her teacher's aura. A floral, light purple, a bright pastel pink, and an emerald green that could only come from the genie herself.

The blonde turned back as she placed her cell phone directly in a spot where the camera could film the entire bed and area by the dresser.

"Sorry, Kimmy. Master wants us to document our game. You know we cannot disobey our Master."

The 20-something woman crossed her arms over her shoulders as her face remained red. Her poor, increasingly horny brain struggled to process the reminder,

"S-Simon? Our M-Master?"

The genie pouted at the confusion as she allowed herself to dive further into the flow by letting her teasing and desire double team the twenty-something,

"Don't you remember, Kimmy? We swore it all together, you, me, and Stephie. Can you repeat it so you can remember, though?"

Jessica watched her favorite teacher's eyes relax as the strawberry blonde walked over and cupped her breasts in the same manner, and repeated the words breathlessly,

"I, Kimmy Littlewood, recognize Simon Harris as my Master."

In an instant, the genie felt warm, and her eyes filled with arousal hearing her teacher declare the blonde's childhood companion as her Master as she had,

"See? Master is our Master. Do you remember the rest?"

Kimmy Littlewood moaned as she bit her lip and shot her panties down to the floor around her ankles and felt her voice quiver,

"I belong to Jessica Edwards."

The cheerleader responded by placing her hands on her teacher's ass and stroking it, and traced the edges of her pussy,

"And?"

The blonde could feel and sense the arousal building in her poor teacher as she squirmed and stifled a moan,

"P-Please, may I cum?"

The genie had not yet awakened her senses to the same extent as before, but she was better at noticing the parts of her body reacting when she was closer.

"No, Kimmy. You may not. Please finish."

Then, an incredibly hot and pleasurable fantasy entered Jessica's imagination, and the genie called out to her Master once more,

'Master, may I please change my clothes.'

Her teacher paid no attention, as Simon had already snapped his fingers for his girlfriend across town. Kimmy still wrapped around her legs as she repeated what her student had told her word for word,

"Jessica Edwards is the property of Simon Harris. Everything she is and owns belongs to Master."

"Perfect, Kimmy!"

Jessica took a moment to admire herself in the mirror, adjusting the false glasses against the bridge of her nose, and placed a familiar shoe in front of the teacher's face as she hit the record button on her cellphone.

"It's time for Ms. Edwards to teach your lesson now!"

The reaction to her teacher was priceless as the blonde now wore the exact same outfit Kimmy herself wore when seducing Jessica in class that prior week. The soon-to-be interim coach had her mouth wide open as she recognized the same heels, vest, shorts, and bra peaking out that hugged her favorite student's body like a glove. The woman's overly aroused stuttering made it clear the role reversal by the genie had broken the poor bisexual's brain.

"Y-Yes, Ms. Edwards!"

The cheerleader smiled as she strutted in front of her teacher and accentuated her ass in the shorts in much the same way Miss Littlewood had done to significant effect. The blonde spanked herself and wagged a finger with a smile,

"Come here, Kimmy."

The horny, naked teacher rushed quickly to the blonde like a puppy dog as Jessica pressed out a leg with her shoe,

"Today is Show & Tell! You show me your old and new clothes, and I tell you which you can keep!"

Miss Littlewood bit her lip as she spoke with an anxious, lustful rush of nerves,

"B-But…."

Jessica shook her head and wagged her finger again,

"No, buts! You empty all those bags and drawers in front of and on top of your bed right now, young lady!"

A moan followed by an aroused whimper made the English teacher's body turn another shade of red,

"Y-Yes, Ms. Edwards."

"And no cumming, Kimmy!"

Jessica wasn't sure why she was suddenly acting and role-playing, but the flow demanded it from her. The genie grew hotter as she bossed her favorite teacher around her room without clothes. The desires and temptations let loose were fun, as was the excitement. The aura around her teacher was building, but the cheerleader frowned when it wasn't happening fast enough.

Was it because there wasn't as much magic around that could be released compared to the amulet? Was it only because there was Kimmy? Should she be doing more?

'I wish you were here, Master. You make it so much easier when I feel your presence. Oh! I know!'

Jessica smiled as she noticed the phone still recording on the dresser. If Simon wasn't there to release it, maybe the genie could act like it to draw his presence out.

"Hello, Master! As ordered, I'm documenting today's lesson for your approval! Today, I'm here with my student, Kimmy! Come say hello and tell our Master what the lesson is!"

The naked Miss Littlewood, finished with her task, now ever more embarrassed and aroused, attempted to cover herself while looking down at the phone,

"H-Hello, um, M-M-Master…t-today I-I’m doing um…."

"Don't cover yourself, Kimmy-Doll! Master wants to see your cute body! You must always be ready to display yourself for Master's pleasure at any moment!"

The genie giddily helped as she pulled her teacher's arms from her breasts to her sides. Kimmy's body was riddled with goosebumps at being wholly exposed on film,

"Well?"

Suddenly, the beet red strawberry-pink-blonde shouted the rest out,

"Today Kimmy-Doll is doing Show & T-Tell with Ms. Edwards of her Presents from girlfriend Stephie-Doll, Master!"

Oh god. Jessica felt her body heat rise as the tingling inside of her pussy grew more potent as it wrapped below and around the base of her spine. The blonde teenager's voice cracked and stuttered,

"U-Uh-um-uh, g-good! Very good, Kimmy! Let's get started!"

As soon as they did so, the genie knew she would have to have a severe scolding discussion with her stepmother. Kimmy was doing everything she was supposed to, but the struggle to keep her hands away from herself was real. Jessica could see how **** she was to make her teacher cum, and as her teacher's arousal increased, so did the magical senses that the cheerleader sought to further awaken.

It didn't help matters when Stephanie's response text to the shopping question was,

'I bought what you and I would find most pleasing for her body and confidence, Mistress. Kimmy-Doll's taste is too innocent and conservative because she is too modest and not used to displaying herself.'

Jessica couldn't keep her mouth from forming into a scowl as she felt her cheeks warm into a red tint. The only person more embarrassed than the genie was the teacher, who was **** to do as her controlling, role-playing student told her.

Judging from the pastel colors that matched Kimmy's aura, there was a definite pink theme to the newer, sexier wardrobe her soon-to-be cheerleading coach wound up with.

Stephanie would include Miss Littlewood in her intensive workout routines based on the amount of activewear and loungewear that was brought out. There were enough light and bright pink yoga pants, tight leggings, sports bras, cropped tops and sweatshirts, sports bikinis, and athletic thongs to last Jessica's English Teacher for two straight weeks of non-stop exercise days. Not to mention the various sets of socks and shoes to go with them.

It wasn't a contest for Kimmy's prior wardrobe. Jessica approved of her Stepmother Maid's selections.

"First lesson, Kimmy-Doll, no more loose clothes! Like Steffie-Doll says, if it doesn't show, it's got to go! Unless it's a cardigan or favorite sweater!"

The teacher squirmed as she had to flinch before her fingers stroked her pussy. Her student oversaw as her strawberry-pink blonde opened a black trash bag, placed her old clothes away into the bag, and changed into the tight lycra-spandex pink sports bra, leggings, and shoes. The English teacher rubbed her legs together with apparent sensory overload. Jessica felt a wave of arousal as she led her teacher back to the camera,

"How do you feel Kimmy-Doll?"

Miss Littlewood looked up like a shy, pouting child,

"H-Hot, M-Ms. Edwards? I-It's so tight...like skin...."

"Good girl! That's how it's meant to feel! You remember this?"

The role-playing magical girl pointed to her outfit as a reminder,

"It's as tight as this one was, right Kimmy? You remember when you wore this for me, right?"

Kimmy nodded and gasped as she had to lick her lips to keep the drool from escaping her mouth. Jessica drew close enough that she could tell the woman was radiating from the proximity,

"Good physical health is important for cheerleading, Kimmy-Doll! As my new coach, you will be the best role model for the squad, which means taking care of you and making you confident. You liked showing me your body, right?"

“Showing you…my b-body….”

The lust-filled woman choked down a gulp and gasped,

"Y-Yes, Mrs. Edwards. I liked showing you…my…body….”

"You have a sexy body, Kimmy-Doll."

The genie felt herself getting wet from purring the compliment to her endlessly aroused teacher. She delivered a spank to Kimmy's ass, causing the woman to gasp,

"Lesson 2! Proper home and evening wear!"

At this moment, Jessica took the vest from her Sexy-Littlewood ensemble and tossed it off herself onto the floor, then placed her hands authoritatively on her hips,

"As my Kimmy-Doll, you'll follow the same dress code I do for our Master! Pop Quiz! As with my last visit, as Master's property, what is the one article of clothing you are not to wear in Master's presence?"

With a flushed face and building sweat, the teacher's fogged-over eyes looked up with her arms folded in front of her,

"Sh-Shirts, Ms. Edwards?"

Jessica spanked her teacher again, this time scolding and harshly,

"No! Again!"

Kimmy moaned as she bit down hard on her lip as she struggled with the rule not to cum without the genie's permission,

"U-Uh-ummm…P-Pants? Ms. Edwards?"

"Good girl!"

The overly aroused Miss Littlewood moaned again as her legs quaked beneath her, knees trembling as she whimpered trying to hold back at being called a good girl again. Jessica wagged her finger again at the woman as her body began to turn as pink as her clothing,

"Now strip down again, please!"

The pink-skinned teacher performed a striptease for her student before Jessica scolded and pointed her in the direction of the recording camera to direct it toward their Master. Kimmy pouted, but the genie had the authority now and controlled it with a vice grip. Desperately, the English teacher attempted to cover herself but was stopped again as her hands were too close to her overly sensitive snatch.

Jessica watched her favorite teacher's face squirm in pain as she struggled, holding back even more. Kimmy's pert nipples were already hard as her breasts rose and fell with labored breaths.

The genie smiled as she looked down at the following items on the bed,

"On my first night with Master, he confessed to me that he had always wanted to see me wearing something special. Since then, I've always wanted to make sure I would wear whatever he desired, so I can feel and know how I captured his attention…."

'Ms. Edwards' adjusted her fake glasses again and pointed into Kimmy's face as soon as she was back in front of her again, her teacher going cross-eyed to look at the fingernail inches from her nose,

"Kimmy, as awesome as you are as my favorite teacher with that trademark softness, you have a confidence problem! You need to feel desirable and sexy as you act toward me! That means stockings instead of socks, heels instead of slippers, matching lingerie sets instead of single pieces, and no more conservative granny panties! If you're going to survive Stephie-Doll's teasing, then Kimmy-Doll will have to doll it up!"

Even through her aroused state, as with the oath to Simon, Jessica saw the brief moment of panic flash in her naked teacher's eyes as she stuttered,

"B-But, M-Ms. Edwards, I-I…."

"No buts! You're my favorite, adorable, pretty, drop-dead sexy teacher, and I will not have you hold yourself back anymore, Kimmy! The lesson is about confidence! You'll never break free of that life you were afraid of until you're confident everywhere, including outside your classroom! Now throw your old things that don't fit in with the new ones into the bag, and let's find something perfect for you! Something that will allow you to embrace being Kimmy-Doll!"

"Y-Yes, Ms. Edwards."

Jessica smiled as her own arousal grew from barking orders and acting like the teacher with the hots for her student.

'No wonder Master enjoys flipping situations on their head to take control. This feels so hot!'

It wasn't just hot, as the genie soon realized.

It was also building the energy in the room. As Miss Littlewood did as Jessica told her, the cheerleader could see the room and the aura around one of her role models beginning to change familiarly.

Trails of green smoke began to build up around the woman's arms and legs, along with golden glimmers around her face, ears, and neck. It felt similar to what she felt with Peralez's golden chain more than anything else, one that came from within herself as much as around the teacher.

Still, her Kimmy-Doll obeyed, lustful and loyal. The teacher's wardrobe changed to what her student desired of it. As the arousal and embarrassment continued to flow from the woman like an unstoppable train, the more the genie found her senses responding. The more her desires took over, her thoughts turned not to the attractive woman that tried on stockings and garters to display her tortured pussy, but to the young man that owned the genie's heart.

Though he was physically distant from her, Jessica began to feel her Master's presence closer to her.

Kimmy was made to dress herself in various lingerie combinations, in colors that only the ever-controlling but owned cheerleader allowed. The genie allowed silk pajamas but refused one-piece swimsuits that didn't expose enough skin. In the end, Jessica realized what she was doing. She turned her eyes away and allowed Miss Littlewood to change again into something else scantily clad: a cropped mauve hoodie and matching panties. As she spun around, the blonde felt the magic begin to reveal itself again.

When Jessica saw her eyes reflect in the mirror, she turned to look at her half-naked teacher again as the room changed into the feeling of being inside a fish bowl. The four small emerald green whisps circled around Kimmy's body as they suddenly transformed and wrapped tightly around either one of the woman's arms or legs as green ghosts of the genie herself. All of them touching, caressing, assaulting, pleasuring her teacher's body in unison, unseen to the human eye. The 4 Green Jessicas talking directly at Miss Littlewood either singularly or in unison, all of them driving and increasing the woman's arousal toward the genie.

'You're my favorite teacher, Kimmy!'

'Do you think I'm cute? I think you're cute!'

'Master is cute too, though. Don't you think Master is the Best?'

'You taste so good, Miss Littlewood. Do you think I taste good, too?'

'I want you so bad, Kimmy! Please, teach me to be a good girl like you!'

'Do you want me, Miss Littlewood? I play hard to get; you have to pin me down.'

'Your pussy tastes like candy, Kimmy!'

'Does Kimmy-Doll want to play with Jessie-Doll?'

'Please want me, please want me, Coach Kimmy! I'm so needy!'

'Master wants us to fuck! Isn't that hot?'

'Let's please Master in front of everyone, Miss Littlewood!'

'I'm the naughty teacher, and you're my naughty student, Kimmy! I'm going to punish you with detention!'

'Or we can go to detention together for Master!'

'You're our favorite, Kimmy-Doll!'

At that moment, her teacher could no longer take it. Kimmy pulled the sweater from where it ended below her breasts and flung it across the room. Then, she stuck both hands into the sides of her panties and pulled them to the floor as the four ghostly Jessicas guided her hands. She moaned as her fingers began to pump inside herself as she struggled to stay standing.

"P-Please…need…c-cum…Ms. Edwards please!"

So that's it.

The amulet had first transformed Miss Littlewood into a sexy teacher who wanted and craved the genie badly. As with Mrs. Cooper, Jessica could see the small traces of Kevin's influence to push the teacher into wanting to pounce on her at any given moment.

That was before Master; she changed it into a new state, a wish. No longer were they simply threads tied to her brain, but they took the form of the genie herself, fueling a constant state of arousal and whispers that possessed the altered state of Miss Littlewood as Kimmy.

The genie watched as her teacher's body turned into an outline like starlight as the x-ray quality of her vision changed to inside the woman's mind and body. There were no clouds, but instead, a series of golden chains bound to Miss Littlewood's brain, and written symbols glowed in golden dust beneath them. They were locked firmly but attached outside of her head to a series of shackles on the naked woman. The blonde hadn't known that golden shackles on her teacher's wrists, ankles, and neck chained together were called a sirik, but she remembered seeing them before. What was clear was there were two magical emerald chains bound out. As Jessica looked down, she could see one enter her glowing from the base of her wrist. The other was behind her teacher and held by a shadow. A dark shadow that took an outlined form as the genie gleefully recognized it.

"Master!"

Of course! It was the obedience wishes that bound Kimmy to her two favorite students! Jessica realized with a rush of newfound arousal.

A possessive smile formed on the teenage genie's lips as her desire grew more vital toward her teacher.

'Kimmy belongs to me, and we belong to my Master.'

But there was a desire, an innocent, powerful passion forged deep inside the genie that flowed through her to make the question be asked,

"Kimmy, are you lonely?"

"Lonely?"

"Before Stephie-Doll, Master, and I. Were you lonely?"

The teacher's innocent face squirmed before she answered,

"Yes…yes, Kimberly was lonely, but Kimmy-Doll is…."

The blonde genie smiled through her arousal as she pinned the woman on the bed beneath her. Their lips pressed gently together as their tongues danced, and the younger girl's fingers glided inside her teacher's folds. Her desire overwhelmed her as she watched the naked woman's nipples and pussy glow as bright as the stars,

"Kimmy-Doll won't be lonely because she has Stephie-Doll and Mistress to play with her now."

Jessica smiled as she reached for one of her teacher's nipples with her fingers. With a tight pinch, she twisted and watched the starlight begin to spray out. Miss Littlewood let out a gasp and a cry as the genie noticed the radiance from her pussy grow in intensity. Her student spoke breathlessly,

"You have sensitive nipples, don't you?"

"Y-Yes, M-Ms. Edwards, I…."

"No. Not Ms. Edwards. Mistress."

The arousal suddenly spiked again as the teacher moaned again through confused babbling,

"J-Jessica, ple-please, I don't understand, I…."

"Mistress, Kimmy-Doll."

The blonde placed her mouth over Her Kimmy's other tit and began to suck and nibble on her hard nipple to the point her teacher's legs and waist rose beneath her as her breathing became rapid. Her pussy was leaking more than energy now. Maridallura's insistence on feeding her daughter made Jessica frown at herself for expecting Kimberly to lactate for her. The essence spraying in her mouth was more than sufficient. It wasn't like the pink mist from Dee Dee Myers or the red haze of Mrs. Cooper; the energy was stronger, purer.

The genie knew because it was direct magic from her that changed Kimmy. It was sweet, like angel food cake. Her lips and mouth pressed themselves off the woman's tit with a trail of shimmering saliva, and Jessica felt herself drawn down below. She paused halfway and looked at her doll again in the eyes.

"You are a gift from my Master like Stephie-Doll. You are my Kimmy-Doll, and I am your Mistress."

Within her magical senses, Jessica watched the teacher's body pulse as if it had been awakened by something more profound. The light from her pussy was far too overwhelming as the genie placed her stocking-covered toes inside Miss Littlewood's pussy.

"Acknowledge me, Kimmy-Doll. Acknowledge who I am, and you may cum."

The permission finally made her teacher's hips thrust as she gasped out,

"Y-Yes…Ms-Ms….”

She came as Jessica felt the energy rush through her foot as the stocking became soaked. Kimmy cried out as she finally broke,

"Yes, Mistress! Thank you, Mistress!"

The energy ran straight from the genie's toes into the rest of her body, from her pussy, as the tingling grew stronger until something blossomed inside. Jessica gasped as she stood up, the rush from her spine into her brain as the feeling of being immersed in the water grew more potent, and her arousal made her feel as if she was floating.

As if she was swimming as she knelt down, time felt still, and Kimmy's body rained beautiful diamond drops of rain upwards toward her face. Jessica kissed her teacher on the lips tenderly again as the aura around Miss Littlewood flowed purely.

Her desires were set, and as she spoke her sensations once more over the recording, stripping for the camera, she understood what her Master had meant and what Kevin had failed to see as he had.

All that she was belonged to Simon. Her Master. That didn't just mean her, but the others around her who were worthy of her and who she felt worthy of being with her Master.

People flashed by in her head, and she knew instinctively, in her core. If Master wished to have more than her, she would, as both his lover and his ****, provide those suitable. Those who could aid him in whatever he desired should he feel the need, but she would offer them.

For she was his Beloved Djinn, and he was her Beloved Master.

As the genie ceased the recording, she turned back to her Kimmy-Doll. Like Stephanie, she had been seen as her elder sister, so Jessica desired them to be together in the same role. She tilted her head, smiled, crawled over her teacher again, and ate her out. The taste of light, fluffy angel food and shortcake upon her lips as she spoke,

"The source of life is strongest…."

The genie smiled at the revelation,

"You taste like heaven, Kimmy."

"Th-Thank you, Mistress…."

As her teacher came again and made a mess of her face, Jessica finally felt the cold as her world began to snap back from what it was. A text message broke her finally as the physical world and sensations took over for the flow and the flood. As she read the message's sender, she smiled,

"Sister…."

When she opened the message, the genie gasped and felt reality snap her from her desires. Only now did she realize the boy shorts of her Littlewood Outfit were soaked through, and the smell of sex was everywhere in the bedroom. Jessica groaned as she read the text and immediately panicked,

"Crap! I only have an hour and a half!"

The blonde cheerleader spun around and then saw the sight of her teacher on her bed, panting and playing with herself as she bounced onto her knees with a lusting and worshipping grin,

"Mistress! Mistress! Can we keep playing, Mistress! Can we? Will you show Kimmy-Doll how she can play with you more? Please, Mistress?"

Jessica immediately flushed red and moaned as she remembered everything that had happened since they started. The Queen of Eastlake nervously laughed and smiled,

"S-Sure thing, Kimmy-Doll!"

She then held up a finger as Miss Littlewood was ready to lunge at her,

"L-Let's play Simon Says!"