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Chapter 42 by Artican Artican

What does he try? Was it a fluke?

Lynn be trollin' you.

You stand in front of the mirror and frown at your dumpy form. You could use a bit more muscle tone. Your eyes widen as your soft belly shrinks and abs form. "It's working!" you cry out elatedly. You now stare back at a finely chiseled physic that even you think is pretty hot. Amina looks away demurely, before daring a sidelong glance at your lower body and flushing red. You look down as well. It turns out you're into your new body more than you expect.

With your renewed powers, you are coursing with confidence and proudly display your rock hard cock for your guest. You invite her to touch your new muscles and she pads over and explores with her fingers. Her delicate touch becomes more aggressive with the more area they cover. The petite genie is rubs her hands over your shiny pecs and washboard stomach. She paces around you to and feels your developed trapezoids, down to your shoulders and the well sculpted biceps and triceps. Her hand runs down your back before it smacks and grabs your two ass cheeks. She peeks out from your left side and gives you a feline look of desire as she squeezes those buns.

Your cock stirs and you swivel around, taking Amina by the arms, you admire her slender body. Your cock feels like it's vibrating as you give her a similar body examination. Her small breasts are perfectly formed and proportioned to her waif-like figure. Her skin is soft and light as you draw a line from the nape of her neck down to the small of her back. Her backside is just as round as her front and just as soft. Your throbbing cock can't stand idle; it presses against Amina's warm belly. The girl slinks down, rubbing against the base of your shaft, until your member rests between her lovely breasts. She squeezes her breasts together, looking up to you as she does, and begins to massage your penis between her mounds.

The door swings open and your mom walks in. You almost squirt from the surprise interruption.

"Riley! Someone's at the door for you! How many times do I have to call out for you?" she said before huffing off to her own business. She didn't even blink at Amina bend down in from of you, rubbing you off.

You look for something to wear and then remember you have nothing and shrug it off. You head down to the door to see who it is.

"Surprise!" Lynn calls out, dressed in what you presume to be the latest in Paris fashion. It's a very slim fitting violet dress that hugs tight against her body and forms down to her upper thigh. One shoulder is strapped while the other side is cut off, giving her ample cleavage as it pushes her breasts up. It is lined horizontally with decorative patterns in complementary shades of gold that splits between the bottom of her breasts and her midriff. She is also wearing a flamboyantly large black hat with colorful plumage and matching black arm-length gloves, all while standing well poised in two in high strapped heels.

"Well, look at you!" Lynn smirks, angling her shoulders and hips as she checks you out. "Not bulky, but nicely toned..." she nodded appreciatively.

"You're back already?" you ask. You notice she doesn't seem too surprised by the magical changes or the nudity.

"Well... I wanted to check in on you," she walks up close and drags her finger along your still erect penis. "Looks like you were having fun without me..." her tone became dark for a second.

"Huh? Were you spying on me?"

Lynn nods over to Amina, "She's my eyes an ears as well as my source of power. Well, the real source of power is in the pendant here," she says, tapping her jewelry, "but she's representative. Anyways, yeah, I saw the whole thing, Romeo. Turns out I'm a jealous girlfriend after all."

"Wait... since when did we...?"

"You've already forgotten about last night?!" Lynn gasps, "I thought we had something special..."

"I remember... it was great... but so was earlier in the day... and what about all that other stuff we did with other people?"

"So you're breaking up with me, is that what you're saying?" She is really overplaying the drama, which leads you to believe this is an act. "Well fine then," she continues, "But then I'm going to take back my gift to you." She points to the tattoo of the pendant on your chest.

"Wait, that was you?" you ask, perplexed.

"I thought I'd share with you some of the power, since we are so close... or so I thought..." Lynn puts the back of her hand on her forehead and tilts her head back.

Irritated, you try to reason with her. "Come on Lynn, you dated guys from the football team, you had your pick of the litter even before you took my... those powers... why would you want to be my girlfriend?"

Lynn rubs your chest and leans into your body and stares up at you. "Well, you and I share something. A secret really." She is, of course, referring to the magical pendant. "So... I figure if you were happy, there'd be no reason for you to spill that secret to others. Of course, I could always take the alternate approach and keep you from talking altogether... but I'm a nice person." She grins a not so nice grin. It becomes painfully obvious that she's toying with you because she can... and, unlike anyone else, you are fully aware of it.

"Alright... so I'm your boyfriend..." you resign warily. "So... what does that entail?"

"Why, you must remain loyal to me. If not, I'll simply have to remove your powers for the day so you'll learn not to stray."

"What?"

"Every time you cum, you lose your magic for the day," the supermodel blonde explains. "I thought I'd interrupt your little rendezvous with Mina to warn you, but not that you know, by all means, laisez faire! In fact..." You can feel Lynn's body grinding up against you. Her gloved fingers trail down your chest and she has flipped off her ridiculous hat. You falter back onto the stairs. Lynn signals for Amina to join her and they come at you from both sides. Amina licks your neck and rubs your chest while Lynn strokes your quavering cock. It aches for release as Lynn hikes up her dress, revealing nothing but her naked body underneath, then grinds up against you once more. Amina hugs her legs around yours and rubs herself up against you as well. Your cock demands release!

Will you escape with powers intact?

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