Because Of A Single Wish Part 1

John and Emily were a happily married couple to some extent. Emily is an almost perfect woman you can’t hope for more; Kind-hearted, pretty, smart, and caring, with a bombastic body that made another man drool and envy John. John himself is quite an average man, well, maybe slightly handsome. He didn’t know what made Emily interested in him that led them to be married at some point. He was pretty grateful for this blessing he had. Hence, he had always tried his best to be a loving and accommodating husband to his wife.

Despite that, John still held a secret or two. John is an avid fan of transformation and some other bizarre fetish related to mind control and body modification. He had saved many erotica, video, and image captions related to it on his PC hidden deep in some maze of folders that he was sure his wife would not find out about. Yeah, He never talked about his fetish with Emily. Emily was pretty vanilla in her sexual preferences. He didn’t mind that, even though from time to time, he found her pretty boring in bed, but he never protested to Emily and demanded her to be adventurous. It had been five years already since they married but Emily never found the hidden side of her husband. As far as Emily knew, her husband wasn’t a pervert with strange fetishes, just your everyday loving husband.

John compensated for his boring sex life by watching porn, and reading erotica whenever he had a chance, something that came often to him because of his working situation and Emily's working situation. John was working as a tech advisor for an investment firm, he had done his work from home more often than at his company site. Meanwhile, Emily was a bigshot lawyer in a big law firm in their city, depending on the case in hand, she often pulled overtime, and all-nighters, just returning home very late at night.

Just like today, Emily had called John saying that she would come home late because of her work. For John, it was just another average day of WFH, he had finished his work, and now, he had some free time to surf the net.

John was in the mood for porn. He clicked on one of his bookmarks shortcuts that sent him to his favorite website for consuming porn, the Transformation Pornpub.

DING!

When he was busy scrolling down to pick what video he should watch today, a chat notification appeared on the bottom right of his monitor.

While he usually ignored that because of spam, this one was somewhat able to take his attention.

The chat’s profile picture was a buxom middle eastern girl in harem clothing, and behind her was a swirl spiral animation as background. The account used ‘Wish-granting Genie’ as their username.

From Wish-granting Genie: Hey, handsome, do you wanna play with me?

Just typical spam as I guess, but I will humor you because of your effort in picking a great picture. John thought.

To Wish-Granting Genie: No thanks, I’m a faithful husband to my wife.

From Wish-Granting Genie: Okay I believe you :)

From Wish-Granting Genie: How about we play ‘wishes for your wife’ instead? You said your wishes and I will interpret how the wish will be granted.

Huh? She wasn’t a spam bot? He didn’t expect that his chat partner was a real person instead of just a spam bot. Regarding her offer, John wasn’t a newcomer to the roleplay chat, he had done roleplay and sexting from time to time with others to satiate his fantasy. The question right now was whether he wanted to accept the offers from the stranger that randomly chatted with him. After a short pause, he wrote his replies to the person on the other side.

To Wish-Granting Genie: How many wishes do I get?

From Wish-Granting Genie: only 2.

To Wish-Granting Genie: only 2? Why not 3 like the standard Genie’s offered?

From Wish-Granting Genie: the last one already reserved to wish for my freedom from this kind of service.

To Wish-Granting Genie: LoL, what a weird one, but fine, I take that two chances…

To Wish-Granting Genie: My first wish is I wish my wife is into the same fetishes as mine, I am scared that if she found out, she will look at me with disgust.

From Wish-Granting Genie: Wait a minute there, handsome, may I ask what your fetishes are?

To Wish-Granting Genie: Isn’t it obvious if we are on this site? Of course, it is Mind control and Transformation.

Why did I even talk to strangers about this? Maybe I just really need a place to vent and express my imagination out…yeah…probably, that's it.

From Wish-Granting Genie: Thought it was more than it, okay then, your wish is granted, your wife will be mind-controlled and transformed by others.

To Wish-Granting Genie: Hey, that’s Illegal! How could you twist it like that? It is nowhere near my wording of wishes!

From Wish-Granting Genie: I’m a mischievous genie, remember that I said it's up to me how I interpret your wish. Anyway, the first-hand experience will make her understand your fetish and never judge you again on your fetishes.

Her words made John begin to imagine the said scenario where a powerful mind controller mind-controlling his wife, changed her and took her from him. He had been exposed to mind control and transformation erotica for a long time, he was familiar with the scenario where a rogue mind controller ruined someone else's relationship. Honestly, he wasn’t into the cuckoldry genre, most of the time, he positioned himself as the perpetrator instead of the victim, but that kind of cuckold story was still able to make him cum hard from time to time, some authors were just that good at writing the story that even he wasn’t into the fetish, it was still very hot and boner-inducing.

From Wish-Granting Genie: Sir, you are there?

To Wish-Granting Genie: Ah…yes, I’m sorry, I’m a bit spaced out.

From Wish-Granting Genie: Hehe… I can guess what is on your mind right now.

To Wish-Granting Genie: No need to guess, thank to you, I imagined myself being the victim of a rogue mind controller, and they took my wife away from me. Anyway, It’s time for my second wish, right?

From Wish-Granting Genie: yes, but before that, may I have your wife's profile, I would like to know how she looked.

This demand from her rang an alarm in John’s head, his common sense still working fine to know not to give information about his loved one to a stranger, especially a stranger he just knew from the internet, in a dubious place like a porn site even more.

But when he blinked away for a moment, his face showed a hint of panic after he saw what he had written on the chat window.

To Wish-Granting Genie: I uploaded her picture for you. Her name is Emily Winona. She is 31 years old. She works as a lawyer in Tamara & Associates, one of the big law firms in our city. I uploaded her picture for you.

John was shocked, flabbergasted, and speechless, trying to understand how, when, and why he did it. He couldn’t believe that his body just went auto-pilot and wrote all that in compulsion.

After a short pause full of contemplation, he realized what was important right now wasn’t about the reason why he did it, but to do damage control. He hurriedly deleted the latest chat he sent to the other party.

To Wish-Granting Genie: Sorry that I need to delete the chat. The Information isn’t meant for you, please don’t misuse the information you have in hand, pretty please…

From Wish-Granting Genie: Is that your second wish for me to not misuse your wife's information?”

To Wish-Granting Genie: I’m being serious here man, but if you still want to maintain the roleplay, my answer is yes, my second wish is for you to not misuse or harm my wife with the information in your hand.

From Wish-Granting Genie: Alright, your wish is granted, I will not play a twist in this one, because I don’t need to, I will not misuse the information in my hand.

The user Wish-Granting Genie then sent him a screenshot that they were deleting the entire chat history between them.

From Wish-Granting Genie: Thanks for bearing with me, wish you all the luck, you really need that later. Enjoy your day, bye!

User Wish-Granting Genie is now offline.

John breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that the user Wish-Granting Genie wasn’t acting maliciously after his blunder and his wife wasn’t harmed. He quickly put the matter to the back of his mind and continued to browse the porn site.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, at his wife's workplace, the Tamara & Associates law firm, unbeknownst to John, his first wish began to be realized.

John heard her wife’s car pull into their house driveway. He greeted her when she entered the house.

“Welcome home, honey, I thought you would pull an all-nighter and come home later than this? I guess everything went well regarding the case in your hand,” John said while he gave his wife a quick welcoming hug like they usually did.

After a few seconds of hugging, Emily pushed John away, freeing herself from the man's embrace. “It would be good if everything went well, but the reason why I came home early isn’t related to that. Tamara pulled a sudden change of plan,” She grumbled at the last sentence.

“A sudden change of plan?” John asked.

“I will go on a company retreat for a week or two, starting from tomorrow,” the brunette-haired lady answered.

“Yeah, that’s indeed too random,” John nodded in acknowledgment but then he looked a bit sad, “next weekend is our marriage anniversary, too bad, looks like we need to postpone it.”.

“You know that I can’t go against Tamara’s order,” Emily sighed helplessly, she then looked John in the eyes, “when I returned from the retreat, I will make it up to you about our missed anniversary.”

“That’s fine, you don’t need to push yourself, every day with you is already special enough for me, don’t need to make one day be more special than the other,” John tried to cheer his partner up.

“Thanks for the sugary words…anyway, I need to prepare and pack what I need right now, there’s no need to help me.”

John moved aside to let his wife pass. “if you need help later, just call me, I will help you right away.”

John watched his wife from behind. He was reminded of the roleplay he had with Wish-Granting Genie. He was slightly disappointed but also relieved that nothing happened to her, she was still his Emily he knew. Well, what do I expect? there’s no way that the person is a real genie.

Even until he fell asleep on the couch in the living room, Emily didn’t ask him for help, and when he woke up the next morning, his wife was already gone to work without waking him up and saying goodbye. At least she had prepared breakfast for me.

“It’s sour and salty!” He tried the soup Emily prepared for him. He was puzzled by the taste, it made him almost spat the soup. This was a first, Emily was a decent cook. She should not make such a mistake in the recipe to the extent of making her food taste so different than usual. Thankfully, aside from the soup, the other food like his sandwich was still palatable, even if it tasted a little bit different than usual. John even doubted his taste bud and thought he had caught the Covid virus, but in the end, he attributed it to his wife being in such a hurry that she couldn’t make the meal properly.

He wished that his wife would have a good time in her company’s retreat, he knew Emily was a bit people pleaser despite how she presented herself as a strong-headed lawyer to her coworkers, hence when Tamara, her boss asked her to do something, she would just accept the task even if she had a full hand already.

Emily drove her car to her workplace, rendezvousing with her coworker before they would depart together to their retreat site.

She could see a few black vans parked in front of her company, and several people were standing at the parking site. There was Tamara, several other women, and of course, their master; Carl Wylder. All the ladies waiting there were the best in appearance among the entire law firm employees.

Carl spotted the approaching Emily and greeted her, “I have waited for you, sweet cheek, have you done what I commanded you, and gave your boring husband some nasty farewell?”

“Yes, Master, I use my piss for John’s soup and spit on his sandwich before I come here,” Emily answered.

Carl could see that the woman was a bit lost and sad about what she did to her husband, but it will be. _Well, this would not be for long. _Carl smirked inside his mind.

The man clapped and took everyone’s attention to him, “since we got everyone here, we could depart to our destination, you bitches should feel honored, from now on, you aren’t the employees of this stupid pretentious firm, you girls are only a bunch of slaves that work for me, and I will mold you to suit what I had in mind, am I clear?”

“Yes, master!” The ladies said in unison.

Carl commanded these women to ride into the vans in groups. After everyone aside from him had entered, he hopped into the last van. Carl was so proud of himself, he never thought that there would be a day like today. It’s all thanks to the magical ring on his hand that appeared before him from a thin air all of sudden yesterday. Of course, fear and shock were his first reaction after seeing the thing materialize from thin air, but it all changed to joy and glee when he realized the power given to him by the ring. As if a cosmic **** guided him, he already had a target on his mind who would taste his newfound power; his first target was actually just Emily, her wife’s lawyer, and his own wife, Jessica Wylder, but when he came into the law firm, he had a change of plan, one that was much grander after experiencing how much snobbish was the group of bitches working there.

Continued in the next part >>>

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