Jordan has plans.

I squatted there before my new master expectantly. Between my parted thighs was a tingling wetness and heat that was the delicious afterglow of my orgasm. I felt dirty and excited. The knowledge that I'd sucked Jordan's cock without him compelling me to do so with a wish made me feel ashamed with myself. I felt certain that now, having remolded me in to the image of his dream girl he'd want to fuck me. The idea disgusted and thrilled me all at once.

"Damn, I wish you could see yourself right now." Jordan chuckled.

I was pretty sure Jordan hadn't meant the words as a real wish, but intentional or not I was bound to comply. I clicked my fingers and around us a circle of mirrors appeared. I looked at my reflection. Wavy bleached blonde hair hung down over my shoulders and framed an angelic face with large brown eyes and full lips. A dribble of Jordan's cum had spilt down my chin and a few drops were splashed on the ripe mounds of my breasts.

"Oh my god!" I whispered with a husky Latin accent.

My skin was silky smooth and my body was beautifully curved. For a split second I forgot that the reflection was my own and my adolescent male self awakened. I imagined those thighs opened wide and those toned legs wrapping around my waist as I drove my cock into the woman in the mirror. I reached without thinking to jerk my cock, which would be stiffening at the sight. Instead of a growing erection my fingers found only the smoothness of my hairless mons.

"Fucking hot eh?" Jordan prompted.

My fingertips traced the outer folds of my sex. My depilated mound was darker than the surrounding flesh and the dusky brown labia gaped slightly, giving me a glimpse of wet coral pink inside. My fingers trailed up the lips of my pussy and found the soft fold of my clitoral hood. I pressed my fingers against it and located the rigid nubbin of my clitoris hidden beneath. The pressure sent a wave of unfamiliar spasms through my loins and belly. I gasped and looked up at the grinning Jordan

"Gotta say, you're handling this different than I'd expected." My master commented. "Figured I'd have to use wishes to stop you freaking out."

I knew I was blushing, I could feel the glow in my cheeks and chest even without checking the mirror. Jordan had a calculating look as he stared down at me.

"Tell you what Alex." He said. "I know I could **** you to do what I want by wishing it, but I'll make you a deal."

"I know this club in town. It's where the swingers go." Jordan tells me. "They get some really hot bi chicks in there and the way you look I reckon we could have our pick."

"I fully intend to fuck you every which way, but the opportunity to watch you with another girl before I fuck the pair of you is too good to miss." He explains. "You agree to play your part and I won't mess with your head."