Yes

As Jessica marched through her kitchen before falling into a chair at the dining room table, she felt like crying. This was supposed to be her night, the party to end all parties... instead it was just the end. After throwing Kevin out of her party, Jessica had wanted to go and get the ring back, but the crying Tiffany on the ground tugged on her heartstrings until she could call a family friend, a doctor, to see her at his home.

However, as they went to leave, she heard a voice say, "I wish I could keep it," and a wave of heat washed over her body, and she felt her heart pick up for a moment.

Giving the raven haired cheerleader as in-depth of an exam as he could without any machinery, he said she most likely had a sprained wrist, and would need a soft cast to keep her from further damaging it. He also said that she really should go to a hospital just to get it properly X-rayed, to make sure of his diagnosis.

So to the hospital they went, accompanied by several other cheerleaders, and waited a few hours while the X-rays came back only to find out that, yes, her wrist was in fact sprained, so they put a soft cast on it and told her not to do any sports for at least two weeks, to come back then, and they'd check her wrist again.

After that, she'd taken Tiffany back to her home since the partying mood seemed to have left everyone by that point. Then, she'd went back to her own home, still carrying several cheerleaders in her SUV, an early birthday present from her dad, which everyone had 'ooh'ed and 'aah'ed over earlier.

As she got back, she saw that most people had abandoned the party sometime after they'd left, the football players probably because they'd run out of **** to drink and cheerleaders to flirt with, and subsequently score with. Everyone else had probably left shortly afterwards, due to the lack of ****.

Although there was no lack of mess to be found, with plastic cups littering her yard, the inside of her house looked like a tornado had hit it. She even found a couple of pools of vomit and what she was praying wasn't a cum stain on the couch. As it turns out, a large group of teenagers were great for a party, but not for clean up.

Sending the rest of her cheerleaders to their respective homes, she decided she'd sit down for just a minute, maybe cry at the unfairness, and then come up with a plan to get the mess cleaned up that didn't involve her touching it. If only she could... magic... it... away. Her thoughts slowed to a crawl as she remembered that she still didn't have her ring.

Striding forth with purpose, she went out her front door and around the fence that divided her yard from the next. Marching straight up to the front door before pounding on it for several minutes until a boy opened it, a look of annoyance on his face.

"You know some of us are trying to sleep. Not everyone parties halfway into the night." Despite the annoyed words, his tone sounded bored to see her.

She felt a moment of shame that was quickly swept away by her concern over the ring. "Sorry, Master, but have you found a small ring with an emerald?" Jessica sounded almost frantic.

"Oh yeah, is it yours?" He answered, reaching for his hand to remove the ring she now saw on it.

"Yes, Master," Jessica replied before pausing as her words caught up to her.

As she saw him start to hand the ring back to her, she reached out to snatch the ring back, but instead her hands acted on their own, pushing the ring back towards him, "It's okay, you can keep it."

"Huh? But I thought you said it was yours?" Toby was confused, why was she just giving him such an expensive looking ring? "Don't you want it back?"

"It's mine Master, and I would very much like it back, but you can keep it." Jessica seemed to almost speak through gritted teeth as she fought against her uncontrollable body to get the ring back.

"Okay... I wish someone would tell me what's going on. Is this a prank, are a bunch of kids going to jump out of the bushes any second now and scare me?" Toby was inching backwards into the house to try to get away from the strange girl.

"No, this isn't a prank Master, you can keep my ring because you wished for it," Jessica said as if that answered everything. Which, to be honest, answered Toby's question as well as Jessica unspoken one as to why she was unable to take the ring away from him.

"I... wished for it?" Toby said uncertainly, as he turned around and started walking towards the kitchen.

"Ahh, I get it now, I'm dreaming. My subconscious responds to my desires by twisting reality inside of my mind." Toby said before waving his hands outwards like a stage magician.

"Beautiful women appear!" He commanded, only for silence to be his answer. "Um, abracadabra!" He tried again, thrusting his hands out only to once more be answered with nothingness. "Maybe I need to chant a rhyme, that usually works. To achieve riches untold, turn this chair into gold?" Toby was quickly losing patience with his dream which refused to work for him.

"I wish I knew how this power worked," He muttered only to be shocked as Jessica appeared before him, her face was red, and she was panting lightly.

"I'm a genie, and because you are wearing my ring, all you have to say is 'I wish' and it will come true," Jessica informed him, despite her attempts to stop herself.

"All I have to do is wish for it to happen? Okay then, I wish..."