He gives into temptation, then does his best to fix things

A feeling of dread settled in Kevin's stomach at the confirmation of his fear. The memory of Jessica Edwards was completely gone. The proud cheer captain had been completely replaced with a wish-hungry ****. He'd wanted to break her, not get rid of her.

The emerald ring on his finger suddenly felt very heavy. He had destroyed a human being, essentially killed someone. He hadn't even wanted to do it, but she hadn't given him much of a choice. That was what he told himself at least.

Looking down at the now empty-headed blonde, Kevin felt a mixture of guilt and arousal. He was a bit disgusted with himself about the latter, but he couldn't help it. At his feet was a gorgeous woman that most men would kill to be with, who lived only to make his every wish a reality. A woman that had just unknowingly put on an amazing show, enjoying an explosive orgasm that he had given her without even touching her.

He didn't want to think about what he had done, or what was the right thing to do with a person like the one he had created. He was stressed and frustrated and needed release, and there was a willing and eager fuckdoll sitting naked at his feet.

"Suck my cock," Kevin said bluntly, already semi-hard inside his jeans from watching the blonde bombshell cum what little brains she had out minutes ago.

"Okay, Master. My name is Suck My Cock," the empty-headed beauty at his feet said obediently.

"No," Kevin said in exasperation. "Your name is Jessica Edwards. I'm telling you to suck my cock."

"You wish for me to suck your cock, Master?" the genie asked with an eager smile, her green eyes sparkling.

Getting the hint, if she was even capable of dropping one, Kevin wished, "I wish you'd suck my cock."

"Of course, Master, right away!" the blonde responded, getting up on her knees and reaching for Kevin's belt. She had some trouble, but managed to get it unbuckled and eventually pull down her master's pants. As soon as the genie got his pants down to his knees, Kevin's recently enhanced manhood sprang up to slap her in the face. If she minded at all, she didn't show it, happily popping his cock in her mouth and sucking away as she smiled up at him with her emerald eyes.

It didn't feel bad by any means; she'd taken the first couple of inches in and was applying suction, but even Kevin knew she was below amateur level. Looking down at the blonde suckling his member, he wished, "I wish you knew how to give a good blowjob."

The moan the wish caused her to let out around his cock sent a shiver down his spine, but it was nothing compared to what came next. She bobbed her head down a few more inches until he brushed against the entrance to her throat, then backed off slowly, massaging the underside of his rod with her lithe tongue as she did.

When she finally released him with a wet pop, Kevin was hard enough to cut diamond. His genie took his engorged member in her soft hands and pushed it back against his stomach, so that she could teasingly run her tongue from the base to the tip, taking just the head into her waiting mouth when she reached it.

The work her tongue did as it danced around the tip of his cock was beyond anything Kevin had ever dreamed of, combining long flat licks with delicately traced patterns and everything between. The rest of his tool wasn't neglected while she worked on the head either; one of her delicate hands worked up and down his slick length, the other gently fondling his weighty sack.

Somehow knowing that her master was nearing orgasm, the new Jess pulled back when he was about to blow and stared up at him with her ever-vacant smile. Wrapping both of her hands around his considerable girth, she slid them almost torturously slowly along his rod. In her offsettingly calm voice, she said, "Thank you for the wishes, Master. I'm glad I can serve you better now."

"Yeah, sure," Kevin said, the blonde's robotic mannerisms doing more to move him away from climax than her stopping the blowjob had. "Get back to work."

Still wearing the same uncanny expression, the empty-headed blonde continued to look up at Kevin as she lowered her mouth back down to his cock and engulfed it, taking as much of his length as she could without **** as she bobbed up and down.

As amazing as her tongue-work was, Kevin quickly grew tired of a sizable portion of his rod going unsucked, and even more tired of his genie's freaky mannerisms. Having had enough frustration, he grabbed the back of her head and started to **** his length down her throat.

The slight confusion and resistance from the blonde as she began to gag was almost as pleasurable as her tight throat around his cock. Watching her eyes water and her face go red from lack of oxygen brought a dark pleasure to Kevin that he wasn't sure he was completely comfortable with.

When he had finally **** his cock all the way down her throat, he let it sit for a moment and watched the empty-headed wish receptacle struggle with her lips around his base. A more decent part of him taking hold, he wished, "I wish my genie didn't have a gag reflex and didn't have to breathe."

The moan and muffled, "Fffnnk yyuu, Mmmfftrr," that reverberated over his entire length were more than enough to convince Kevin the wish had been a good decision. As color began to return to the new Jess's face, Kevin slowly pulled out until only his tip was inside her.

More than ready to finish, Kevin's darker impulses took hold again and he grabbed two fistfulls of the blonde's well-cared-for hair, pulling her head toward his crotch as he thrust violently into her mouth. To his pleasure, it seemed that she was actually surprised, although not in any way resistant. Pulling back, he thrust into her again, beginning to fuck her face in earnest.

Roughly pumping in and out of her tight throat as it stretched to fit his cock, it didn't take long for Kevin to reach the point of no return. He considered shooting his load straight down into her belly, but instead opted to cover her vacant face with his cum.

Pleasure shot through Kevin as rope after rope of his hot essence shot out and stained the blonde's unchanging pleasant expression. Cum oozing over her features, she looked up at him with that same face and said, "Thank you again for the wishes Master. Did I do well?"

Kevin didn't feel any post-orgasm exhaustion or even tiredness from the rough face-fuck he had given the broken human being kneeling at his feet. However, looking at her staring up at him obliviously happy with her cum-stained face and red eyes, he did feel a great deal of guilt and shame.

He had been overwhelmed and had aggressively taken out his stress on a barely formed person; a barely formed person that wouldn't exist if he hadn't essentially killed someone. Looking down at her again, still a smiling mess, he felt sick. He had to do something to fix her. There had to be some way.

He couldn't just wish her back. He wasn't able to alter her mind with a wish, that was what had led to the mess he was in. He had to influence her another way, condition her somehow.

Then it struck him. He couldn't change her mind, but he could give her information and make her study it. Without delay, he wished, "I wish Jessica Edwards had the memory of her life in this timeline, like I have mine."

The cum-stained blonde at his feet collapsed out of her kneeling position as she let out a cry of pleasure and squirted on his shoe. Panting lightly, she looked up at him, her expression ever so slightly more nuanced, and said, "Thank you for the wish, Master. It brought me pleasure." After a pause, she added, "Thank you for this other thing too. It is... interesting?"

"Good," Kevin said, hoping he'd made the right decision. The Jess of this reality should be his ally, not a defiant bitch. She would be grateful her friend had the ring and not someone else. "Study that, and try to act like it."

"Yes, Master," the new Jess replied obediently.

Kevin knew she would never be the same. The very core of this Jessica's being was tied to pleasing him and granting wishes in order to gain pleasure. That might not be a bad thing though, at least not for him. If he could have an otherwise normal Jess, the one from this reality that was his friend, but built on that framework, it would be perfect. Maybe his plan had worked after all.