She Examines Her Prize.

Ms. Jane bit her lip as she looked me up and down with intense, almost bulging eyes. My science teacher downed her glass of champagne and quickly blurted out "I wish to see you naked." Ms. Jane looked surprised. As if she had not quite believed she had possessed the courage to say her heart's desire out loud.
At the time, I did not understand how much power Ms. Jane had over not just my life, but everything. I gave her an outraged incredulous look. "I do not know what is going through that head of yours, but their is no way that I am taking off my cloaaaahhhaahaaaa..." The power surged inside of me. It felt like my every cell was on fire. I had become a conduit between The Source of All Creation and the desires of my Owner. For a brief moment it felt like what I imagine getting a rimjob from an angel would feel. That power became too much to hold back and came rushing out of my body and into reality, reshaping existence exactly the way Ms. Jane wanted it. My clothes disappeared, dissolving away as if they were mist. Leaving me standing in front of my teacher wearing nothing but my collar and cuffs. It was then I noticed that the metal bands around my wrists and throat had turned from steel and circuits to gold and gemstones.

"Oh my." Ms. Jane said, her gaze focused on the rock hard shaft swinging between my legs. "It is almost as big as I imagined." My teacher's cheeks began to grow red as she reached out her fingers and toyed with my tip using her long, lacquered nails. "Very impressive, but let's give it that real porn star look. Genie, I wish for your cock to be three inches longer and a half inch thicker." I could not hold back my moan of ecstasy as Ms. Jane jerked me off, her wrist stroking back and forth while her fingers wrapped around my teenage man meat. I felt myself growing in her grasp. As much as I did not want to show it or admit it, getting a handy mid-wish was something that felt better than anything Heather had done to me while I was human. "That is better." Ms. Jane said. The middle aged woman giggled like one of my classmates toying with my hardon, testing how springy it was.

Ms. Jane caressed my cheek and chin. "You have grown into such a handsome young man. But you need something in the facial hair department. I wish that my genie had a sexy goatee." I felt the magic tickling my balls as Ms. Jane smiled. "perfect." She said as closed her eyes, puckered her lips, and moved towards my face.

"Ms. Jane, Please! I have a girlfriend." I said. Ms. Jane simply laughed.

"That is so sweet. I wish that she will not mind." she said nonchalantly. I was too distracted by the surging wish energies to resist as my teacher began to suck on my face. "In fact." Ms. Jane gave me a look I would come to dread. The look which said that my owner intended to use my powers for mischief. "I wish that she was grateful to have my permission to date you." My moans of pleasure were muffled by Ms. Jane's tongue probing my mouth while her hands explored my exposed flesh. "Mmmm. Because, everyone who works in public school ought to be able to pick out one of the seniors to be their teacher's pet. I wish choosing one of your seniors to be a personal plaything was just part of the perks of working at public school." Ms. Jane said before her tongue continued its taste tour of my body. The woman who was older than my mom nibbled on my ear and whispered "I wish for you to worship me like the sexy goddess I know that I am." Ms. Jane said with as much aspiration as command. "I wish that asshole ex-husband of mine had to watch, bound and gagged, while that whore of a yoga instructor and my darling genie pamper me the way that I deserve!" Ms. Jane wished with tears coming out of her eyes.