Meanwhile: All the village virgins were bathing downstream...

"How am I the pervert, Jaasi? Run that past me again..." You ask picking your way through the foliage following the river downstream.

"It's simple..." She replies airily as she skips effortlessly past bushes and brambles which seem to clutch at you when you in turn pass them by. "You got all hard and excited when I told you about all the filthy, horny things I've had to do in the past. Therefore you, my handsome Prince, are a pervert!"

"...but you were the one who did those things Jassi." You pull your travelling cloak free of yet another tangling bush, this was getting ridiculous. Bear Grylls never made it look this difficult.

"Only at the behest of my Ringbearer, who - as I previously mentioned - were all just simple horny mortals... like you. So don't feel too bad, Cutie."

She delivers this final damning judgement with a cheeky smile and a saucy wink before spinning in place and hopping ahead of you through the underbrush with a delightful wriggle of her bikini-clad tight rear-end.

"Yeah, okay... but what about the other thing you said? About me knocking up Princesses and... stuff."

To be honest you had been having this argument for the better part of two hours as you traveled but nothing you've said seemed to penetrate her supreme self confidence. Neither did it sour her happy, bubbly attitude which you were glad for as you didn't want a sulking genie on your hands. So you were content to keep jabbing at her since it helped pass the time on this trackless search for civilization.

Wait, why were you even bothering with all this bushwhacking nonsense? You were travelling with a magical genie dammit! Snatching the edge of your doublet free of a thorny bush you straighten up and strike what you consider to be a 'noble' pose. Chin raised, hands squarely on hips, feet spread apart - yes sir, you are looking Dashing with a capital "D".

"Jaasi-"

"Yes?" She chirps popping up unexpectedly from a shrub beside you and making you jump in surprise. Dammit, how did she keep doing that?! You are sure she is doing it on purpose by the wide toothy grin she treats you to.

"Jaasi..." You try and regain some of your former dash with a serious princely tone, all baritone command and noble vernacular "I wish that we were in the nearest town or city or... something."

You kind of peter out at the end there realizing you are unsure of where you really need to be and feeling more than a little silly. Jaasi just shakes her head at you ruefully in response.

"Nice try my Prince but that was awful; 'or something?' Do you have any idea what a mean spirited Djinn could do with that sort of interpretive leeway? You have to be very careful with open ended wishes like that! It's a good thing that you are flat out of wishes."

You frown down at her cute lavender face and her glittering eyes widen in realization as she stares back up at you.

"You didn't know?" She questions, her golden eyes searching yours, "You have used your three wishes, Cutie. All done, spent, kaput."

No way, you only just got your hands on this delightful genie and the best part was over already? Could you argue that you were under duress at the time of making the requests?! You are pretty sure you were dying at the time... This was some serious bullshit!

Jaasi must have seen the storm of emotions rolling across your face because she steps up close and takes one of your massive paws up in her own dainty hands with a reassuring squeeze.

"It's going to be okay Baby, so relax. You're a prince and you have me to help you!" You open your mouth to protest but she shushes you with brief peck on the lips and her sweet yet spicy scent calms you a little. Warm cinnamon donuts... "Wishes well spent in my opinion - I am still a magic genie after-all. Who else would you rather have on your side?"

Mollified you pull her clasped hands up to your lips and plant a gentle kiss on her lilac fingers making her giggle.

"No one Jaasi, you are all the help I'll ever need and more besides. I trust you."

"Good, now let's keep moving you big lug." She says with that thousand watt smile brightening her face and melting your heart. "Because I want to fuck you in a proper bed tonight! Squeaking mattress, banging head board and all the trimmings."

...and you're the pervert. Right.

"So how are we going play this?" Jaasi whispers from her concealed position lying prone under the bush beside you.

For your part you are just openly standing at the treeline looking across a field of green at the flyspeck of a village - or is it called a hamlet? - laid out haphazardly beside the bridge spanning the stream and a stretch of dirt road cutting through countryside.

"Jaasi, why are you hiding under that bush? Please get up off the ground."

"Boo! You have no sense of drama, this is meant to be an adventure remember?" Your raven haired companion complains getting lightly to her feet. "Well it's not much to look at but it's a start."

She wasn't wrong, the whole place was just a small collection of ramshackle wooden plank and board buildings with only a few that stand out as anything more than rude shacks for the local shepherds if the milling flocks of sheep and goats are anything to go by. The first is the obligatory general store set front and center on the road winding through this footnote of civilization. It's the only one of two buildings in town of second story construction with a long front porch and hitching posts out front.

The other looks like the bastard child of an European coach house and a old time western saloon. It's blocky in build with a steep gabled roof but has the batwing doors, covered porch and even a horse trough nestled back against the handrail that you'd expect in a spaghetti western. It's incongruous to what you had expected to find in this idyllic countryside - where is the quaint waterwheel or colorful shire cottages? - but at least it was something.

"I say we just walk in and ask for directions. There has to be a castle somewhere around here right?" You muse, after all what is the worst they could do but shake a crook at you?

"What about me though?" Jaasi asks with a glimmer of concern in her golden eyes.

"What about you?"

"Don't be dense, Cutie. We can't just come walking out of the woods together like it's nothing. How many gorgeous, talented and powerful genies do you see down there?" She asks rhetorically pressing her dancers body up against your side, pushing her swelling mounds into your arm and giving you big, golden, puppy dog eyes.

"Fair point, you are the only purple person I have seen so far... "

"Purple?!" Jaasi's squawk is indignant and her fingers dig into your arm as her scowling bottom lip quivers enticingly.

"You are beautiful and perfect just the way you are, my Genie." You interject back-pedaling a little. "I wouldn't hide you from the world even is I could."

Charming. Handsome. Come on...

"Hmmmph! Don't think I don't see what you are doing right now." Hurrumphs Jaasi turning away with her noise up in the air. "Me? Purple? I am not that fucking 'basic'".

Dashing. Hung. You can do this...

Reaching down you wrap your hands around Jaasi's slender hips and pick her up until she is face to face with you, her legs instinctively wrapping around your hips for support. Between her ruby red bikini bottoms and your tight breeches there isn't too much separating your lower regions as you slide your hands around to slip under the sheer fabric of her barely there bottoms and fill each of your palms with a pert bubbly ass cheek.

Jaasi gasps and blushes magenta as she immediately tries to rock her hips against you again while beating at your broad chest with her tiny amethyst fists. Leaning forward you nuzzle at her slender neck before whispering in her little ear with a hushed voice smoother than a velvet waterfall.

"I will walk down to that mudhole village right now with you wrapped around me like this and fuck you standing in the middle of the street if that's what I have to do. Just to show you that you're most incredible, desirable and brightest star of a woman there is in this world, just as you are. I will not hide away my Jaasi."

You feel the delicious shiver run through her body at your threat and want to bring up who's-the-pervert argument again but feel that this isn't the time for crowing. It's hardly a Princely thing to do and your own lordly rod is growing increasingly interested in present proceedings as Jaasi pants and mewls in your fierce grip.

"Th-That's not playing fair," She whines in a little girl voice, her dancer's hips still rolling atop your growing bulge, "B-Besides I wasn't t-talking about hiding- nnnnrgh! I was t-talking about disguises..."

Loosening your grip on her a little just makes her groan in disappointment as her head snaps up to meet yours, her glowing eyes full of hot, needy lust.

"Disguises are different..." you prompt pushing back into her humping hips with an encouraging little nudge of your own pelvis and silently pray not to nut inside your only pair of pants before you can settle this matter with your horny, perverted Genie.

"Mmmmmmmm yes, disguises my Prince! Disguises are clever while hiding is boring..." resting her forearms over your broad shoulders Jaasi looks like she has taken hold of the reins again and sets her own exquisite rhythm. rocking her flushed camel toe firmly along the long, hard protuberance in your pants. Such fantabulous friction...

"I can use my disguise to look like anyone we want, us Djinn do it all the time - we're famous for it. The question is who should I be for my Prince?" She asks archly settling the moistened fabric over her entrance atop the crowning peak in your pants as if ready to ride you clothing or no.

"I could be your maid- no! ...your butler, or valet perhaps? Servicing my Master on my knees..." She breaths hotly, her golden eyes blazing with mischief, "Or perhaps something even naughtier; I could be your sister! Yeeesss~ I'll give myself massive tits and pink-"

"Those all sound quite implausible and feel kind of done in a weird way, if you know what I mean?" you cut in then groan as she does a strange little circular swish of her hips atop your trouser tent nearly setting you off right then and there.

"Yeah, I think I know what you mean." She replies looking faux thoughtful with one dainty finger on her chin as though, for all the world, she wasn't millimetres away from getting the world's first penetrative dry hump. Then she snaps her head back to look at you giggling in restrained glee.

Your balls let out a nearly audible grumble as she twists free of your embrace then starts hopping and clapping in excitement dragging your eyes to her bouncing sweater puppies threatening to slip the confines of her bikini top.

"Wait, I have it! Oh my Prince this is going to be amazing! You're going to love it!"