Morning surprise.

You wake to find yourself in a sandwhich between Ginger and Diane. Your genie is standing next to the bed, watching you. "Ah!" you cry in surprise.

"Is there something wrong, master?" Amina asks.

"Sorry, I just didn't expect to see you standing there..." you reply. "Were you awake all night?"

"I don't need to sleep, master..." Amina says.

"Oh... you must have gotten bored waiting for us to wake..."

"Not at all, master. I watched you all night and it was rather entertaining. The mistresses were having fun at your expense..." Amina points out.

"What do you mean?" You pull yourself out of bed. Ginger stirs a bit but you wish her and Diane into a deeper sleep. As you fumble out of the covers, you feel something between your legs. It's a string...

You look at Amina, but she simply smiles. You follow the string off of the bed and out the bedroom. It goes outside on the balcony! There, in a balled up bundle, are your clothes! Ginger and her pranks! You reach out to grab for the bundle, but it is just out of your reach. You just barely grab it when all of a sudden a catch releases and the clothes drop! You frantically grab for the string, but miss. You feel a tug between your legs. The dildo inside slips out with a wet pop. You grab at it, pulling your clothes back up. You hear the honk of cars below and peer down to the hooting and whistling of streetgoers passing by. You wave, embarassed.

When you step back inside, you unbundle the clothes and hurriedly dress. "Master?"

You look to your genie.

"Why didn't you simply wish for your clothes back?"

Kicking yourself at forgetting your powers, you concoct an act of **** for your friend and host.