Djinn Wishes

“Samantha. Hello, Samantha! Earth to Samantha!”

Samantha woke up with a smack to the back of her head. Groaning she turned over, her coal black wavy hair a complete mess. “What?”

“It’s time for class, Professor White said if you are late again, she’s going to fail you.” Samantha’s roommate Jenni said.

“Yeah, yeah… Let me get up.” Samantha said as she climbed out of bed. Her larger than average boobs bouncing in her F-Cup bra. She gave her bra the sniff test and considered it okay to wear again. She repeated the test with her armpits and almost gagged. “Can you toss me your deodorant."

“Ewww. Here you go.” Jenni said crinkling her nose, but throwing the stick over anyway. Jenni had always been a bit envious of her roommate's boobs, but her C-Cups were nothing to scoff at either, with a splash of freckles in all the right places and cute pink nipples, she knew a lot of guys who would do just about anything to get a look at them.

Samantha finished getting dressed, pulling a pair of jeans over her average butt, and the pair set off towards their literature class.

“Why do you work so late if it risks you failing out of school. Wasn’t the point of working to get money so you can afford school?” Jenni asked attempting to tame her butt length fiery red hair in the wind. Unlike her roommate, Jenni had a larger than average ass. It was her pride and joy, she maintained it perfectly with squats lunches and everything else under the sun that kept it from turning into flab.

“Yeah, yeah, I have been trying to get my shift changed all damn semester.” Samantha said as they entered the building.

“Hey ladies. Sammy, you got a smooch for me?” Rick said as he slid his arms around both ladies’ shoulders.

“Ewww Rick as if, and don’t call me Sammy. You know I hate that.”

“Alright fine. Jenni?” He said and gave his girlfriend a quick peck on the lips while she ruffled his unkempt sandy blonde hair. “Are we still on for party central tonight?”

“I have to work.” Samantha said sourly.

“You always have to work.” Rick said rolling his eyes. “You’re never going to find someone if all you do is work and study.”

“So I’ve been told, over, and over, and over again.” Samantha huffed as the trio sat down in the large lecture hall.

“Can anyone tell me what the Djinn is?” Professor White began.

“It’s a genie. Or, what a genie actually is in mythology. Most cultures believe genies were actual tricksters, having the power to grant wishes, but often times exploiting loopholes in the wish to make the wishes backfire.” Samantha answered.

“Teacher’s pet,” Tiffany said to her best friends Holly and Darlene sitting next to her.

Tiffany was the leader of the group and if Jenni's ass made her a hottie, Tiffany's ass made her a goddess. Flawless, fit, and measuring at a beautiful 46 inches, her flared hips went up to her tapered thin waist. Her breasts were nothing to scoff at as they were natural D cups and her naturally platinum hair and blue eyes made her any guys wet dream.

Holly had brown hair, and an average figure. The thing that made her popular was her lips. Naturally red as rubies and plump without any collagen made her extremely desired.

Darlene was also envied by many women. She had flawless skin and a not too exaggerated but prominent hourglass figure. What made her so popular was she was not the smartest of the group. In fact, she was down right dumb. Of course the guys always took advantage of that fact.

The three girls scoffed, but all of this went unheard as Professor White’s answer.

The lecture droned on and on for the next hour and a half as Professor White explained the origins of the Djinn and all of their appearances in various literature and film.

“Have fun at the party.” Samantha said to both Jenni and Rick.

“Have fun waiting tables. Honestly Sammy, you gotta find a better gig, or at least one that has a better uniform.” Rick said as Samantha walked out of the adjoined bathroom of her room in a checkered red and white skirt and a white blouse.

“It’s the only one around here with flexible hours.” Samantha said.

“Yeah, flexible and you have been working nights for the past month.” Jenni said rolling her eyes.

“Lay off okay, my school wasn’t paid for by my parents.” Samantha said heading out the door and to work.

Walking to work there was a sudden shout. She looked up in time to see a masked person all in black slam into her. As she hit the pavement, she heard a rip.

The figure jumped to their feet and took off once again.

“Great, just great.” Samantha said standing up and brushing herself off, a long tear had happened in her skirt along the seam. “Bending down to pick up her purse she noticed a shiny jewel lying on the grass.

“Hello, what’s this?” She asked picking up the jewel to examine it. It was ruby red and cut in the shape of an oval. It looked like it had been scratched in the fall. She wiped at the scratch to see if it would come off, but it didn’t. Just then her watch began to beep.

“Shit, I’m gonna be late!” She threw the jewel in her purse and rushed to work.

"You look like shit run over twice." Samantha's coworker Mindy said noticing her frazzled hair and torn skirt.

"Thanks for sugar coating it."

"I got a spare skirt in my locker. Go and change. But Terry wants to see you, so don't take too long." Mindy said. She was a skinny girl, but that was her choice. She was horrified of being fat, so she watched everything she ate. Her shoulder length copper hair was pulled up in a bun.

Samantha sighed, changed and went to see her boss.

"I'm sorry Sam, I can't change your schedule. It's the busiest shift and we need a girl with your... Ehem. Talent." Terry said.

"But sir, my classes..."

"Maybe next semester. But right now, I can't. I'm sorry."

Samantha knew he really wanted her on the shift because she had huge boobs, and huge boobs drew in customers. She did make good tips... "Ugh," she said to herself as she marched out to the dining room.

The night was slammed and by the time she got back home at midnight she threw her purse on her desk and fell onto her bed still in her white blouse and checkered skirt.

Jenni stumbled in around an hour later.

"Thish room hash to shtop spinning." She said teetering in and shutting the door.

"Urrrrrrrp, Where did that come from?" She belched and stumbled into the desk, knocking the contents of Samantha's purse to the floor.

A sound of shattering glass could be heard if Jenni hadn't already passed out on her bed, her short shorts riding up her pert backside, her raven hair splayed all over her bed.