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It hadn’t mattered whether or not when the plane landed, the genie looked like an absolute mess. Jessica had long since discarded most of her clothes for the rest of the flight to experience and see the senses that had long been dormant inside her. It was almost a dreamlike state, and she felt her legs float as they glided in heels and stockings so effortlessly.

Simon asked, and she described how as he continued to write down and catalog all the events between them. The cheerleader spoke to her Master in the absolute detail he requested and that she knew he desired. Jessica described the feeling of water, currents, and flow that had been told by her Mother. Her Master was more than an observer. He was an anchor. If not for the awareness of Simon’s thoughts and feelings, the magical urges threatened to pull her mind further into them. Ultimately, she described it as how she felt in a dream.

The dream that night before returning to Eastlake. Where she had sat completely still and waited on the floor in front of the door, ready to be commanded to use the incredible power at the core of her very being. It was clear to her now that it was Simon who she was waiting for. Jessica knew she was finally awake now. Even beneath stained and soaked sheer black panties, her pussy felt different now. She felt the energy and warm light that ran through her body and into her senses.

It was about functioning in that state or something close to it.

As Simon wished for them to return from the landed aircraft to the familiar confines of her bedroom, she felt time slow down, her body guided as the pleasure shot through her. Still, unlike all the previous times of prolonged travel, she landed as a ballerina would on their toes.

The cheerleader moaned and orgasmed as she snapped awake, and Simon crashed unceremoniously onto her bed. Jessica had to whip her hair from her face as her body tremored and glistened in sweat, cum, and mixtures of the two. Her garter, thigh-highs, panties, and heels dampened with the rest of her body. The faint tan of her sun-soaked experience in the desert made her pink nipples and areolas all the more visible as they hardened under the veil of shimmered sweat.

It was as if she had just swam through something rather than fallen or been thrust from one point to another. It was hard to think in this state; she could feel, but her thoughts were non-existent. She moved over to where Simon stumbled and fell to the floor on all fours.

She did nothing, said nothing, and felt everything drawn toward him. Unlike the others, her senses saw a figure draw closer. His aura wasn’t just one color but a prismatic light all around a substantial figure that had it shot off like sunspots.

At that moment, Jessica Edwards looked at the being and knew she was ready to serve. Prepared to Obey once more.

When Master’s lip pressed against hers, it felt as if her being was thrust through cold water as a voice said her name.

“Jess, Jess….”

Jessica snapped her eyes open as everything returned to normal, and she finally felt the state she was in. Her body breathed deeply, and Simon’s face was nearly green from how dizzy the trip had been. Fortunately, he hadn’t vomited like before.

“Jess, can you hear me?”

The wet and soaked genie bobbed her head and shook it to snap from the endless parade of colors and sensations that her awoken magical senses finally absorbed for the first time. Now everything turned back to the same as it had been before, and her body began to feel her original senses again,

“Y-Yeah, yeah. I’m good.”

“You sure? Because you were really….”

He was fighting his own disorientation and had to straighten himself as he slowly raised both hands to cup both sides of her face. Jessica’s emerald eyes looked up at her Master’s relief and smile,

“Y-You really kind of had me worried there for a bit, y’know?”

The emerald orbs of the genie’s eyes blank slowly as she registered the words and emotions, a single reminder from inside her as she felt the gentle touch of his hands on her cheeks,

‘Master will always take care of his slave - of me.’

“I’m sorry.”

Simon laughed after giving her another kiss,

“It’s fine, Jess. I know you’re still new at experiencing…well, an entirely new set of senses! I mean….”

The awkward teen slipped and groaned as he fell over on the soft, pastel pink cushioning of his girlfriend’s bed. Obviously, he had overcome the vertigo for as long as he could to check on her. As she hurriedly rushed to hover over him, her Master sighed,

“You’re definitely getting the hang of it if you’re not orgasming and pissing yourself on all fours after changing locations. It doesn’t even look like it bothered you aside from the usual. I guess you’re better at handling your wishes when you’re in that state.”

The cheerleader moved to straddle her boyfriend as she took her fingers to notice the glistening coat her skin had taken on,

“Yeah, but it feels like I can barely control myself. It feels like you’re high at one moment, and then the next, you’re immersed in it. Other genies can handle it like it’s nothing. Mom was raised with this as a natural ability. I wasn’t.”

The Queen of Eastlake sighed as she pushed the hair away from her face,

“Also, it’s like, great, I’m awakened to the magic inside and around me, now what?”

Simon, ever the honest one he was, simply stated the obvious with a childish expression underneath her,

“Well, now we work on the next part.”

This made the blonde genie give a childish look of her own and whine at her Master,

“Do I have to? I want to do more fun stuff and relax. Today was long.”

Jessica pouted and wigged her ass as she looked over her shoulder to teasingly press her breasts in her boyfriend’s face,

“Also, you got me really dirty again, and I never got a shower after eating all those pussies….”

She looked at the desert relics on the carpet and against the bed frame with a huff and then childishly whined again at her childhood friend to play up her teasing,

“Master needs to take care of me so I can be a good slave for him!”

As she had long ago mastered, Simon’s initial reaction was adorable as it was childish. He squinted his eyes shut as his nostrils flared, his mouth scrunched, and his cheeks turned a deeper shade of red than the residual of being out in the desert sun. He let out a small groan that made his genie giggle as she would when he did something similar in their youth.

Of course, Simon was no longer a child. The moment his face relaxed, his eyes opened to reveal that more controlling gaze and that taunting smirk he had learned to respond to Jessica’s teases with so effectively.

“Are you ordering me, then?”

A shiver ran down her spine as the genie found herself nervously biting down on her lip. Her voice stuttered,

“N-No, Master. I was merely reminding you that I….”

“If you are already dirty when I want you to be dirty, as my slave, should you be acting like it’s wrong to be dirty, or should you want to be dirty for me?”

Her pussy quivered at the tone he took in his voice, pressed against her ear.

The cheerleader’s lips curved upward,

“I’m sorry, Master. I love being your dirty, filthy slave, Master.”

‘Do you know seriously how good you are at this? Because I always feel so fucking hot when you talk like this.’

As he propped himself up on his elbows, Simon raised an eyebrow and managed to suppress a chuckle behind his smirk at her words versus her thoughts.

‘I’d hope so. I wouldn’t be half as good without a natural-born cheerleader like you behind me, would I?’

“You’re also a very naughty slave who failed to greet her Master when he came home.”

He continued to smirk with a purposefully aloof demeanor,

“Must I use your magic to have you do something that you wished to do yourself?”

Immediately, the genie felt her head click and entranced. She pressed herself into the air, her body fully extended so that her toes nearly hit the banister atop her bed. The genie twisted and moved, entirely straight with toes touching in midair as she dropped, bounced, and pressed herself on her knees with a smile full of delight, an enthusiastic but teasing kiss of his lips, followed by a voice full of joy and pleasure,

“Welcome Home, Master!”

“Likewise, Slave.”

A shudder ripped through the genie’s body as she rolled her eyes and bit her lip, aroused at the word from Simon’s lips. When the cheerleader looked up, she saw his confident mask crack slightly with a blush and innocent gaze,

‘Sorry, I’m still getting used to calling you that. Too much?’

‘Not when you say it like that.’

Simon gathered himself, smacking his own cheek and shaking his head before he sighed to compose himself. Jessica smiled as she released a giggle at him. He still had that sense to make sure it wasn’t being said as an insult toward her.

‘Silly Simon.’

“You did well today.”

The sudden praise caught the genie’s attention off guard as she looked at her Master, surprised as he moved around with a smile,

“I’ll give you another cooking lesson tonight instead of takeout. Does that work for you?”

Jessica smiled brightly as she crawled over and bowed cutely up and down with her forearms,

“Yes! Thank you, Master!”

It was hard to hide her excitement internally,

‘Getting my Chef apron out again, hell yeah!’

Simon let out a laugh as he smiled at her as he moved and lay down in the middle of her bed,

“Soft.”

The cheerleader giggled at her childhood companion and moved herself but slipped forward with her face landing straight onto his crotch. Jessica felt her Master’s body jolt in discomfort and surprise as he looked down at his groin, now covered by blonde hair,

“Jess? You okay?”

Simon’s girlfriend groaned to affirm her annoyance at having stumbled but found herself sighing in contentment as a familiar smell overwhelmed her. Her emerald eyes closed as she felt the warmth from the growing bulge in front of her nose.

Without asking, the genie began to pull down her boyfriend’s pants, allowing his stiff shaft to bounce free to spread his raw musk into her nostrils. A question emerged as Jessica rested herself against him once more,

“Master, what do you want?”

Simon paused as the blonde raised her arm to gently rest her hand on his cock again. The question left him off guard, and he was surprised.

Jessica knew it was obvious. It was because she hadn’t asked him. In fact, when he realized the actual depth of the question, he had to repeat it to himself,

“What do I want?”

Simon allowed his head to flop back onto the pillow as he took a deep breath and followed with a deep sigh as that computer of a brain tried to figure out an answer to the question,

“I mean, I only ever wanted to be with you, Jess. You know that. I want you to be happy.”

The genie sighed and let out an understanding hum but shook her head while against his shaft,

“I know that, dummy. You’re my Master. I belong to you. You freed me from the trap of my old life and taught me to accept myself. You brought my Mom back; you’re finding the answers like you promised me.”

She then squeezed slowly around his cock with her fingers in a teasing manner, enough to make him grunt,

“But I want you to be happy, too, you dork. I’m a genie. My whole life with you, I’ve told you that you can do anything, and together with me, I can make that a reality. I would never say this in front of his face, but Kevin is ri….”

Playfully, the genie pretended to gag and did it a few more times overdramatically to emphasize the point to make her Master laugh,

“Kevin is Right-BLEGH!”

“Please don’t vomit on my crotch, Jess.”

The Queen of Eastlake rolled her eyes again as she rose her soaked body up to adjust her hair and pressed her Master’s cock between her breasts, her emerald eyes now able to meet his hazel orbs again,

“Kidding aside, he does have a point. You can have whatever you want – whatever you want, Master. Nothing can stop you but yourself. You know the real me, so the reverse is also true. I know you, your mind, body, and heart. Don’t be afraid to make wishes to get what you want. Everyone makes mistakes, and you can’t be expected to get everything right, so give more wishes. No matter how small they may be. I trust you, Simon.”

She began to kneed the flesh of her breasts softly against his cock,

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but awakening my magic has made me less of a prude.”

“Really?”

He said it almost so innocently that the blonde broke out in a laugh,

“Did making me eat out the pussies of an entire crew of stewardesses not make that clear? Gosh, such a thickhead.”

“You can lick my thick head while you’re down there….”

Jessica let out a laugh at the childish, embarrassed mumble from her boyfriend and proceeded to lick the head of his dick as it stuck out between her tits.

She continued to stubbornly speak through her massaging and boobjob as he groaned occasionally,

“I mean it, though…as long as you tell me what you want, you can have it. We don’t lie to one another, Simon. You’re the laser. Point me where you want to focus, and I’ll focus on that.”

“I don’t want to become power-mad. I have to be smart….”

“That’s why I trust you, Master. You respect and know the consequences. You manipulate things to get your way and plan it out. Now that I know how to sense my magic, I can move on to the consequences.”

Simon let out a pleasurable sigh as Jessica now focused on pleasuring him more intently,

“Are you looking forward to that lesson?”

“Mmhmm,” the genie having closed her mouth over her Master’s cock once more, knees up and ass spread in the air to give her better balance as she sucked and squeezed.

“Fuck…you’re amazing….”

The praise was always well received. She was a prideful girl; after all, Marid Djinn had a reputation. It only fueled her more. Jessica was very excited about what would come next in her genie training.

Maridallura told her daughter during their reunion about the fun part of being a wish-granting genie – manipulating consequences – controlling the magic a wish releases.

Simon had been cautious with his words for the most part. Everything was intended for specificity because pop culture and folklore had taught their generation what genies could do if you wished with enough open interpretation. The reputation of trickery was, in fact, actually real.

Oh yeah, Jessica Edwards thought to herself in excitement…

…next to extra plates of bacon - here comes the fun part about being a genie.

As her Master came in her mouth with a loud hissing growl and she moaned at the delight of her favorite reward on her tastebuds, the Queen of Eastlake could already feel her mother’s return calling to her.

“Jessica?”

The genie moaned again with a pleasurable sigh as the voice suddenly became far too real, loud, and scolding,

“Jessica!”

Teenage Master and Genie shot their heads and backed up from the bed as they saw the purple smoke residue clear the portal device’s familiar disc-shaped object.

Maridallura, the genie of the lamp, statuesque goddess blonde mother of Jessica Edwards, angrily glared with flushed cheeks as she remained in her bejeweled devices and silken sheer cloth in confusion. To the point her teenage daughter allowed a brief residue of her boyfriend’s cum to escape her lips and land on her chest.

“M-MOM!?!”

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Now, Simon Harris knew that two teenagers caught in the act by the girlfriend’s parents, under usual circumstances, would end in terror and embarrassment for all involved.

Like most teenage males, the boy quickly pulled and zipped his shorts up as soon as he could and jumped to his feet, but tripped on the carpet of Jessica’s room as the awkward person he was. The genie, meanwhile, recovered quickly from her surprised shriek and rapidly put the remaining cum from her Master into her mouth or rubbed it into the soaked layers of her shimmering, slick skin so it wouldn’t be noticed.

Jessica then covered her chest and crossed her legs as she stood before her boyfriend on instinct. The 18-year-old half-naked blonde bowed her head as both teens prepared for the onslaught.

But Maridallura wasn’t a normal parent.

Instead, the amethyst and gold-draped genie seemed to shake her head and then close her eyes to feel her forehead. The elder blonde shook her head, and Simon watched as she seemed to recall something immediately.

Jessica’s mother approached her daughter and sniffed the air around her, inspecting the sticky blonde hairs. She leaned forward as she removed the teenage genie’s arms from her chest so she could lick the coating between her daughter’s breasts.

“Hm.”

“M-Mom!”

The Queen of Eastlake shivered as her voice cracked. Her mother restrained her by the wrists and then looked down at her. Simon watched his girlfriend bow her head immediately under her Mother’s emerald and amethyst gaze.

Maridallura then seemed to scan the room and sniff again. The buxom blonde’s arms released her daughter as she soon stood over the young man. Simon felt her ominous shadow over him as she pointed at his shorts,

“Remove your garment, boy.”

Did Jessica’s All-Powerful Genie Mother just order him to remove his shorts?

The awkward teen’s girlfriend seemed to pick up on that as well, as Jessica panicked and spun around with a shriek,

“M-Mom! What are you doing!”

Simon quickly pulled himself off the ground as his face suddenly felt on fire. He blushed with embarrassment as the blonde soon stood underneath him once he was on his feet. The boy shielded his crotch and jumped back when the Magical MILF attempted to grab a slender hand. As with her daughter, the unamused Maridallura let out a defiant huff from her nostrils and a glare with her eyes.

Jessica quickly put herself between her Mother and Master once more and waved her arms,

“Mom, stop! You’re going to overload him! He’s not used to that! It’s my fault, don’t hurt him!”

At her daughter’s shielding, the elder genie suddenly raised her brow in confusion,

“I only sensed that the boy left some powerful mana lingering on your body, which is peculiar to my senses, Jessica. I only mean to inspect its origin.”

Both teenagers suddenly jolted as emerald and hazel eyes quickly widened at one another, and upon realizing what her mother was looking for, Simon watched his girlfriend react strongly,

“That’s MY reward, Mom! You can’t have that!”

JESS. WHY?

Simon fell backward again as he felt lightheaded from his genie’s proclamation. A knot formed in his throat from the embarrassment as he felt the bulge in his pants grow painfully. The elder genie looked at her daughter with more suspicion as her eyes narrowed,

“Reward, Jessica?”

Upon realizing her own words, Simon watched the glistening body of his girlfriend flush a deeper shade of pink and a familiar squeak of heightened anxiety as the cheerleader fidgeted her fingers,

“I-It’s a wish Master made, to make a genie enjoy um, y’know, um…sucking….”

The confidence left Jessica quickly as she struggled to finish bringing her voice back from the mumbled tone it trailed off into,

“S-Sucking his dick.”

Maridallura’s face remained blank as she realized her daughter’s embarrassment,

“Oh.”

As soon as Simon felt her gaze turn hostile toward him again, Jessica waved her arms again, hands out in front,

“He didn’t wish for me to suck him off or anything! I’m not forced to do anything. He just made it more enjoyable! It was an accident, and I was struggling when it happened, so he was trying to help! Haha…ahh…”

The elder genie sighed and shook her head,

“I was worried that he had you cast some sort of spell when I returned, Jessica. I found the sensation quite overwhelming. If you wish to continue where you left off, you may do so.”

‘WHAT?’

Master and genie were in unison with their reaction, as Maridallura displayed no aggression or anger. The Marid Mother folding her hands in front of her with a frown,

“Jessica, you should not feel shame for such things. It is only natural. You may finish. Go on.”

Simon felt himself nervously laugh to combat the continued synapses exploding inside his head. Both hands reached up to scratch intensely at his scalp as Jessica stared at her mother with her mouth wide open.

Her voice began to sputter as she lost the ability to form sentences. The Queen of Eastlake simply went silent and stared at her mother in disbelief and shock. Her arms loosely hanging at her sides.

‘I’ve got nothing…what do I do?’

At her words, Simon sighed as he continued to scratch at his head with one arm,

“Um, I-I think Jess and I were done, so….”

“Ah, very well,” Maridallura dismissively interrupted her daughter’s Master and tugged him by the hand as she soon splayed her body out on her daughter’s bed,

“You can make yourself useful and remove these dreadful things from my body again, mortal.”

Simon felt himself turn into a tomato with the amount of blood rushing, and he scowled,

‘Still going to call me that….’

As his girlfriend watched on, Simon crawled on top and moved to remove the strange star piercings on the genie’s ample breasts before he paused. His eyes became suspicious.

“Last time, you told me I should’ve kept them on, and now you’re rushing me to take them off. Why?”

The room became tense and silent at that moment. The teenage Master glared at Maridallura as he remained on guard. Jessica herself jumped on the bed and crawled over to look at her mother with her own sense of worry,

“Mom. What’s going on? Are you trying to trick him? Don’t lie.”

All the forward and direct behavior of the genie faded as she sat up with a defiant sense of pride in her eyes. Simon ignored that he was now technically straddling his girlfriend’s mother to keep her in place as she looked down.

Her voice became softer again,

“My apologies, Jessica….”

Simon readied himself as his hostility heightened even more. He knew at any second this would become a matter of life or death depending on her words and what she would….

“I simply wanted to continue without delay or give this boy any satisfaction or arrogance.”

When Maridallura raised her head, she smiled at her daughter with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, the roller coaster of emotions that had transpired in their previous reunion was brought back to full speed, and she turned with a frown and hissed quietly,

“My Elder Sister was suspicious, but my vow saved me. I said nothing. I knew nothing. I remembered nothing. It all returned to me when I was summoned again. That is why I shouted my daughter’s name. You were lucky, boy, this time. There was nothing that occurred. Now that I know you can remove them, I wish to be rid of these foul trinkets and adornments at once.”

Simon sighed and allowed most of his tension to release. He turned his eyes to his girlfriend, who shivered and let herself look at her mother with the same dreamlike gaze she had during her sensory awakening.

Jessica snapped her head and shook it,

‘I don’t believe she’s lying.’

That meant the defiance and resentment toward him were born of something else that the dorkish teen had explained to his girlfriend:

Marid Pride.

Simon reached out and twisted the strange stars on the blonde mother’s nipples the same way as he had before. Maridallura gasped out and fell back as they retracted the piercing rods and spikes from her sensitive flesh and fell harmlessly into Simon’s hands.

The arms, the wrists, the ankle shackles, the adornments on her head and neck, and finally, the big one. The young man paused and looked at his girlfriend,

“Maybe we should do this in the hall bathroom. Y’know, so we don’t stain the carpet of your room?”

Jessica nodded,

“Good idea.”

The whimpering and moaning Mother Djinn rose and massaged her nipples in confusion,

“W-Wait. Your room?”

The slick, half-naked Jessica raised an eyebrow and held out her arms to display the rest of her bedroom,

“Yeah, Mom. This is my bedroom. You remember? The room appeared when you brought me my ring?”

At her daughter’s announcement, Maridallura stood up and walked around the carpet, still massaging her breasts and clad in nothing but the golden bar locked in her pussy and ass. She smiled and looked it all over again,

“Your room…I remember….”

In a rush of realization, Simon watched his girlfriend’s mother rush up to her daughter,

“S-So, this is the same house! This is the place Theodore bought for us, then? This is the Home?”

“Yeah, Mom. You’re home.”

Simon opened the door to his girlfriend’s bedroom and turned back to see Maridallura’s face. She looked ready to break down and held back her face from smiling. Immediately, the elder genie looked in a panic,

“No! Close the door! He mustn’t see me! Not like this!”

There was only one person that she meant, the two teenagers knew. Jessica sighed and smiled sadly,

“Don’t worry, Mom. Daddy’s out of town. He’s not here. C’mon.”

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With her daughter taking the lead by the hand, the two genies followed Simon down the hall and to the bathroom outside her parent’s bedroom. Jessica ensured her mother didn’t wander off as her boyfriend knew what was coming next.

A noticeable puddle of what the genie had been forced to hold back. As Maridallura stood in the white shower, hands propped on the wall at her daughter’s insistence, Simon slid the locking mechanisms out and pulled the familiar bulbous rod ends from her ass and pussy. As predicted, a cascade followed, and he jumped out of the way, though not as bad as before. Still, it was an intense enough splash that the blonde bombshell mother moaned loudly and fell to her knees.

However, as with her daughter, she seemed to recover faster than a human. The genie sighed in relief as she turned to reveal that she had already plunged two fingers into her swollen and abused lips.

Simon held the golden “clamp” in his hand as he turned back and smiled at his girlfriend,

“Well, if you want to help her get acquainted first, I’ll meet you in the Master Bath to clean you up, Jess.”

The genie smiled and nodded. Jessica looked forward to a nice relaxing bath again without any stress. Her father’s bathtub was also large enough for two people and she could wash all her cares away,

“That won’t be necessary, boy. Leave, and I’ll see to my daughter’s cleanliness.”

Both teenagers froze and immediately went beet red in the face as Jessica’s voice cracked from her Mother’s sudden order,

“M-Mom?”

Maridallura, the naked MILF Djinn, crossed her arms underneath her breasts as she glared authoritatively at her daughter and the young man still in the bathroom without any sense of shame at her naked state. Her pussy lips were swollen and dripping still from the removal of her Master’s torturous clamp. Her face remained innocent as she raised her brow at her daughter,

“Do you have a problem with me wanting to wash you, Jessica?”

The cheerleader flubbed,

“Y-Yes, NO! I mean-I….”

Simon answered back as he remained flustered,

“Jess, um, likes it when I clean her.”

“I did not ask you, mortal.”

Simon’s face fell flat as the blonde genie looked at her daughter again,

“Is this true, Jessica?”

The Future Prom Queen swallowed down a large bundle of embarrassed nerves as she rubbed her slickened arm and continued to stutter,

“I-It’s just, Master supposed to take care of me! W-We have this…thing…where he, um….”

The genie’s eyes widened as she realized how much control she had given up to Simon. Her voice shrank,

“…Bathes me, Clothes me, and Feeds Me…I like it that way….”

The embarrassed teenager couldn’t face her mother in the eye as she admitted to allowing and enjoying the dependency she had given to her boyfriend as Maridallura threw another curveball,

“Were those not my duties as your mother, Jessica? Am I no longer allowed to bathe, feed, or clothe my own child again?”

Ah, crud.

Jessica squirmed. Her Mom didn’t just sound confused; she sounded upset as if her daughter was denying her something she adored doing.

“Um….”

Simon sighed,

‘Fuck it.’

“Jess, shower with your Mom. I’ll shower in your parents’ bathroom and meet you out here when we finish.”

“You dare order my daughter in front of me, boy?”

Simon groaned as he slumped and hit his forehead against the door and allowed his exasperated voice to lose his filter,

“I just want my genie girlfriend’s super hot angel Mom to like me, Goddamnit!”

Jessica giggled and sympathetically smiled through her nerves as the awkward teenager gripped and scratched at his head as he left.

Poor, Silly Simon.

The blonde sighed and looked back at the flustered, confused genie standing nude in the shower. The same look on her face that the Queen of Eastlake was told by her friends when she was having a ‘What The Fuck?’ moment.

The cheerleader sighed as she unstuck and pulled the last remaining clothing off from its wedged and sticky position over her snatch and ass. Jessica let her bare feet walk across the tiled floor and brush past Maridallura as she looked down at her daughter,

“Okay, move over, Mom. I’ll turn it on.”

It took a few moments before the water was warm at the right temperature, and then the young genie hit the setting for an intense blast. A rain of water and mist began to spray down on her face and the face of the genie behind her. Water always felt better, Jessica felt. It could always wash almost anything about her day.

Her mother’s moaning voice snapped her from the feeling briefly,

“How I missed this. Such a wonderful mortal method….”

Jessica walked over to the side shelf to reach for the bottle of body wash and turned to see her mother’s statuesque form frozen underneath the shower head’s water directly as she ran her long golden locks through it with a relaxed smile.

A bemused smile came over the daughter of Maridallura’s lips as she reached up and grabbed the detachable handle on the shower head, moving it up and over her mother’s head with her eyes still closed and then dropping it between her legs, pointing upward.

“J-Jessica! Ah!”

The younger genie giggled as she put the shower head back in place; her mother pouted at her,

“I got you, Mom!”

The elder blonde huffed and frowned,

“You’ve inherited your father’s teasing nature as well. Theodore enjoyed playing such tricks on me.”

Jessica smiled with curious eyes at her mother as she turned back to absorb the pleasant feeling of the hot water streaming over her breasts and through her hair,

“Mom? Don’t you want to see Daddy again?”

The genie looked away in shame, bowing her head as she tried to shield it from her daughter’s gaze, but could not escape cornered in the shower and the cheerleader’s hands snaking around her waist,

“Mom?”

“It’s a mistake to long for a mortal life…he is weak, a speck of clay to be molded into whatever my magic can do to him. Theodore cannot save me. He will be gone in the blink of an eye…that’s what Master tells me, shows me with my sister. They conjure him to see me, to torture me with my feelings, to torture me with how powerless he is….”

Jessica could not tell what was water or tears as they streamed down her mother’s face as she looked directly into the shower head, her hands wrapped around her shoulders and breasts,

“Even so, my love is still as undying as my shame. Theodore is mortal; he is flawed, but he was mine. A Djinn’s purpose is to serve, and yet I was a goddess to him, his angel. No one had spoken to me in such a way before. I left him to protect him, yet he will not understand why if he sees me, and he will not understand what my Master has done to prove his mortal weakness and inferiority to my eyes.”

The cheerleader froze as she listened to the conflict in Maridallura’s broken voice from torture and longing at the same time. She hugged the elder genie and spoke to her,

“Daddy, Daddy wouldn’t care about that. He’d only care about you being his again. He’d be angry at you for being gone for so long, but after that, he’d punish you by loving and telling you what he would do with you back. He’s never gotten over you leaving.”

A laugh escaped as the genie turned around to face her daughter with a pained laugh,

“Your father sounds still so much like such a foolish mortal.”

Maridallura then kissed her daughter softly as she relaxed and ran her hands through her long blonde locks underneath the water, her breasts thrust prominently in Jessica’s face,

“Thank you, Jessica.”

The younger genie blushed as she smiled and reached for the shampoo bottle,

“Here, Mom. You need to use this.”

Jessica had to reintroduce her oblivious immortal mother to body wash and shampoo products the old-fashioned way. If he could see her now, Simon would’ve fallen over or stumbled, stiff as a rod. Helping her mother wash her hair, massaging the tortured genie’s enormous breasts and voluptuous, statuesque form, hearing her moans and then, when thoroughly washed away of suds, saw the bright smile and youth returning to Maridallura’s face - only for the elder genie’s shared earnestness causing her to want to do the same for her daughter.

“M-Mom!”

“Shush, Jessica! Let me clean you!”

Her mother’s hands were unlike anything other than what she had felt with her Master’s. Maridallura was a servant of sex, a genie experienced in caring and washing her fellow sisters and couldn’t contain herself,

“You’ve grown so much since you were an infant, and I had to wash you in your little seat. I remember how you used to smile and babble when I’d run the water and oil over you. When your hair began to grow out…the silly faces you made….”

“Moooom….”

The blonde woman’s hands wrapped around and held her daughter’s breast and traced outside her bare pussy with a smile,

“I can feel your growth each time I see you, Jessica. You were just a girl when we first reunited, and you became bound; your magic was there. After you summoned me and we danced, I could feel your magic grow, but now something has blossomed inside you. Does this mean you and the boy have kept to your training as I instructed?”

Jessica smirked with a hint of pride as she nodded, then smiled back,

“I woke my senses up. I had to get a little crazy, but I told you I wouldn’t waste any time.”

“Then we will move on to your next lesson without delay. This water will aid you, so make sure to absorb it thoroughly as it relaxes you.”

Water.

An affinity for water. Jessica’s eyes opened as she remembered her prior conversation in a place where little liquid existed.

“Mom, you’re a Marid Genie, right?”

The cheerleader turned to her mother as she seemed taken aback and surprised by the question. Anxiously, Jessica began to explain the question so as not to confuse her further,

“It’s just…Master was researching for me because I told him to early on. I asked him to explain different types of genies when he mentioned there were different kinds. Your name is Maridallura, and you talk about magic like water. Marids are said to be around water with what humans know, so it makes sense if you are.”

Jessica’s emerald eyes looked at the water draining to the tub with the suds beneath and down their shapely and toned legs. Her embarrassment rose as she assumed her mother was going to become paranoid,

“And if you’re a Marid, that must mean I’m a Marid, too. So I was hoping you could tell me more about them and clarify things for Master. Since Marid are said to be the most powerful and rarest of all and….”

“How I’ve longed to tell you of your heritage, Jessica.”

Jessica glanced up and looked at her mother’s face as a smile appeared. Maridallura’s sadness was replaced by an eager sense of excitement as she could barely hold back the prideful twinge in her smile, her voice losing its softness.

“Had your father not convinced me to give you a mortal name, you would have been named Maridalyra, the name I chose for you.”

Maridalyra? Lyra? Her Middle Name?

Jessica’s eyes widened as her mother clasped her hands together almost in prayer. The blonde turned off the faucet so she could hear more clearly. The water continued to drip and cover their naked bodies,

“I wanted you to be safe and have a normal life if that was what you desired, but I almost couldn’t contain myself then. I felt so many things in that moment and had so little time.”

Maridallura’s eyes filled with pride as she nodded,

“Yes, Jessica. You are right. I am a Marid Djinn...

...and so are you.”