Maid

Lucy appeared back in her room in a puff of smoke. Even though she hadn't really given Jessica a choice, she was still very happy that her new genie had taken the deal, and she couldn't help but dance around, laughing for a while. Eventually she settled down, laying on on her newly-cleaned carpet and staring giddily up at her own ceiling. She already had the perfect job picked out for her toy: Jessica would be a maid! Everyone knew that maid was a super slutty job, right? .. and it fit the genie's new life perfectly.

Lucy smiled once more before falling into a slumber, excited for the next day.

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Jessica woke up when her alarm went off like normal and, for a blessed brief period she wondered if everything that had happened the night before was just a very bad dream; maybe she had just drank too much at her party and had a nightmare...

The sight of the pile of soaked clothing in the corner of her room made her heart sink - everything really had happened as she remembered. She was a genie and Loner Lucy had her ring!

Looking in the mirror, Jessica was at least relieved to see that her nipples had returned to a normal shape. She didn't want to test spanking herself, but she assumed that her sensitivity in that department was back to normal as well.

Getting out of bed, she got dressed, putting on some black underclothes, a clean pair of jeans and a black t-shirt, before driving her and Nina to school. She was still worried that some of the wishes from last night hadn't worked properly, and that her friends were going to hate her for the display she had shown when they had all said their goodbyes.

Her fears soon proved to be unfounded. Although Nina kept staring at her during the drive, she didn't say anything, and as she parked her car and walked into school, her friends were waiting for her at a table nearby.

"Hey Jess, thanks for the party yesterday. Think I had too much to drink, can't remember much of it..." Tiffany said. She was holding her head, evidence of a hangover. Sam didn't even say anything, just raised a hand slightly as she kept her head on the table and eyes shut. She winced whenever someone started talking.

"Yeah, no problem girls... you seem kinda out of it, how much do you remember?"

"Honestly? Nothing, lol. I just remember I had fun."

Jessica slowly sat down, letting out a small sigh of relief.

"Actually... was Loner Lucy there last night?" Tiffany suddenly asked, "She was acting really weird a few minutes ago."

The blood drained from Jessica's face, "What do you mean? Weird how?"

"Well, she came up to talk to us, for one? She said that you two had a project that you had discussed at the party last night that you needed to work on together, and she needed your number but you had forgotten to give it to her. She kept bothering me so much and I didn't want to be seen with her, so I just gave it to her, so just like, block her whenever she texts you."

"O-okay, s-sure."

The bell rang and everyone made their way to their classes. Jessica was having a difficult time focusing, but made it through the first class no problem. In the second class, her phone buzzed.

Hey slut, this is your manager, employer, boss, overlord, etc. I heard your clique doesn't want to be seen with me. Ouch! I'll contact you like this for now.

Jessica tried to flex her newly negotiated power over her employer.

dont talk to me. im nt working rn. leave me alone.

She felt good about that. The bell rang again, and she spent lunch in a good mood about how things had gone down at school. Loner Lucy was once again too scared to show her face, and for a few hours at least Jessica felt like she could at least pretend that all was right. She laughed with her friends during lunch, gossiping about the cheer team and the football team before she made her way to her second to last period, gym.

Settling into the changing room, Jessica took off her nice t-shirt and began to change into one more fit for gym, only for her phone to buzz again, and she picked it up with a huff.

Oh, is that so? New company policy! Wish Come True (incorporated pending!) actually does this cool thing, where you're on call to work at all times. What this means is, you get paid a reduced wage and are working 24/7, but aren't gaining any work hours. You get work hours when I actually call you into your 10 hour shift. You're getting called in at 3:00 today, by the way.

The cheerleader sat in horror as she read the message on her screen. Her hands went to her breasts, and she turned to the mirror as she unhooked her bra and looked at her nipples. The air conditioned air on them felt way more intense than normal, and sure enough, they had returned to their heart shape. As she stared at them in a horrified stupor, Tiffany had seen them in the mirror. Hugging her friend from behind, Tiffany began to gently roll Jessica's nipples between her fingers, and she let out a surprised gasp.

"Woah Jess, when did you get this done? I heard about this surgery once, but I never thought you would be the type to get it!"

Her nimble fingers quickly elicited a moan from Jessica, before she blushed red and pulled her friends hands away, covering herself and grabbing her bra again quickly.

"I - I didn't ... It was ..."

"Wow, that was a funny reaction! Are they more sensitive now or what?" To Jessica's suprise, Tiffany reached out and flicked one of her nipples through her bra, and she was barely able to contain another moan as she backed away from her friend. Pulling her shirt on quickly, Jessica ran out onto the field, texting Lucy while she did so.

u said u werent gonna change my frnds! thts like the only thing i got!

??? I've abided by our contract, spank slut. What are you talking about?

tiff wont stop touching my boobs

Dumbass, is your head so filled with sex that you already forgot that your nipples compel people to play with them?

but they're covered

Really? I'll watch, then. Let me see if this violates our contract.

"Alright class, listen up!" The teacher called out. "Today we're going to be doing some volleyball. I want everyone to break out into pairs and do some partner stretches for a few minutes while I get the nets set up."

Tiffany and Jessica paired up together, and everything seemed normal for the first few stretches. They did some high knees, assisted situps, and jumping jacks. They moved into butt kicks, and Jessica stumbled after she did the first one, feeling an embarassing amount of pleasure from kicking her own ass. Tiffany giggled as her friend slowed down.

"You're so unbalanced, girl! How are you captain of the cheer team?"

"Shut up, Tiff! God!"

They moved on to back cracks. As Jessica lifted Tiffany off the ground, a loud crack rang out, and Tiffany grunted.

"Ugh, that was nice. I think I know why you're off balance, Jess."

"Oh yeah? Why is that?"

Jessica put her hands on her opposite shoulders in preparation for her turn.

"It's because of THESE massive things!"

Tiffany grabbed both Jessica's breasts and jiggled them around, suprising her once again and causing her to gasp out in pleasure. A lot of the class had looked over as Tiffany raised her voice, and an uncomfortable bit of moisture stained her underwear as she pulled away from her friend once more in surprise. Her cheeks burned as she saw a lot of the men in her class (and a few of the women) keeping their eyes on her for a few moments longer than was necessary.

"Tiffany, what are you doing?! What's wrong with you?" Jessica hissed at her friend, trying not to draw everyone's attention again.

"What's wrong with me? What do you mean?" Tiffany tilted her head like a dog, confused.

Shaking her off with a muttered excuse about the bathroom, Jessica ducked back into the changeroom and read the texts from her Mistress.

That was hilarious and that's so awesome. Contract has not been broken, everything is completely fine. Didn't change Tiffany at all.

tf you mean u didnt change her shes actng like a pervert! fix her

What is tf?

Groaning, Jessica ignored the question.

it doesnt matter fix my friend

That's not kind. Slut, what is tf?

Jessica's truth compulsion **** her to explain in, excruciating detail, that 'tf' stood for 'the fuck', and even threw in some other acronyms, explaing 'lol', 'wtf' and 'gtg'. She finally had control over her fingers again, and asked:

wtf is happening tho im wearing clothes

Hey, just because you're wearing clothes doesn't mean she didn't see them! 'What the fuck' is that I never wished that the compulsion was only active while people could see your nipples, only that people who see your nipples get compelled to play with them.

so shes always gonna be like this?

I don't know, maybe it will get weaker over time. But while I have you here, I need to make some preparations for your shift later! I think you'll agree that a good boss knows who works well together and who doesn't. Jessica, other than me, who would you least like to have as an employer and why?