Three Wishes
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After reading a lot of stuff I've finally written one for everyone else. Sort
of a return favor.
-This is my first story of this flavor, so bear with me. But I written many
stories before, and published a few. So I can't imagine it being too
difficult. But I may be wrong. Oh and feel free to post this anywhere.-
-Suzanne
Not Quite Three Wishes
by Suzanne
Dave walked lazily along the street. He noticed that the sun seemed
particularly bright this autumn day, but other than that, nothing special had
crossed his mind. His life was average, and everything proceeded
smoothly as if to some galactic plan. He had no complaints, a girlfriend
would be nice, but other than that, life was good.
So Dave kept on walking. He had missed the bus, but- Oh well. It
was a nice neighborhood and only a few more blocks till he reached his
apartment building. He looked up and admired the birds tweeting in the
trees. It was then that he stumbled on something, literally.
After brushing off his suit, he examined the culprit. It was a rather
dirty old tea kettle. Dave nearly gave it a swift kick down the block. But
then he remembered all those neat shows on PBS where people find out
that they own items worth millions. So he picked it up.
Dave briefly considered that maybe someone nearby owned it. But
then he he felt a sharp pain from his bruised knee and thought "finders,
keepers" and stuck his tongue out in the direction of the nearest dwelling,
and kept walking.
Nearly 15 minutes limp back home and he arrived at the apartment
building. He said hello to Mrs. Stadig, whom was leaving the building,
then went straight to his room. Once inside he placed the kettle on the
table, took off his suit and tie, then checked the answering machine.
He had two messages, one from his mom. She called almost too
often, but it's family. The second was from his ex-girlfriend, Carla.
"Hey Dave, I know this will sound silly, but, could I have that old
wooden box of yours. I know your not using it for anything, and I have
this friend who would really enjoy it. I'd be willing to pay for the box, but
I was hoping that it could be one last favor between us. okay, thanks."
Dave briefly contemplated the offer. But of course he'd give it to
her for free. Strange that she'd call, she broke up with him a year and a
half ago. But Dave wasn't stupid, their was only one thing that old beaten
up box was good for, tools. She was probably going to give it to her new
boyfriend for christmas or something. Oh well, she was right, he wasn't
using it for anything. Dave thought to himself, "Women, I wonder what
goes through their heads?"
After a brief moment of reflection he shrugged his shoulders and
flipped on the TV. Dave watched the Stocks crawl by on the bottom of the
screen, he always meant to invest in Alaska Airlines before it jumped to 40
points. Then he remembered the Tea Kettle. And grabbed it off the coffee
table.
Dave looked at the filth on the pot. It was a silver kettle of sorts,
and looked old. But you never can tell these days. Dave thought he saw an
ingraving on the side. So he grabbed a dirty sock off the floor of his
bachelors apartment and started rubbing.
Dave laughed to himself at the thought of a magical genie popping
out. But nothing happened. He rubbed for a while. (The thing was really
dirty) and Finally the inscription was clearly visible. For some odd reason
he felt an incredible desire to read it out loud.
Dave "God save the King?"
Then the Magical poof occured and a swirling vortex of smoke
dwindled out of the tea kettle. Finally a being emerged. Dave waved his
hand in the air trying to clear away the magical smoke. He only hoped the
fire alarm won't go off. He already started a fire last week in the kitchen.
Then the being spoke "Oh I wouldn't worry about that old chap.
Magical smoke doesn't set that kind of thing off. Well at least not yet."
Dave was bewildered to see a mighty proper old gentlmen of
english decent, standing on his coffee table. He wore old english clothing,
approximately late 18th century style at least. And his accent matched his
outlook.
Dave couldn't think of anything else to say so he blurted, "Would
you mind getting off the table?"
The man replied "Oh, sorry about that." And stepped off.
Dave thought for a moment. Then said "So uh, who exactly are
you?"
Man "Good thing you asked, I am Gene Edinburgh the Third. But
as some prefer it, you can call me Gene E. Get it, Gene E! Poof and I
come out of the pot and all that." Gene laughed, but Dave simply stared.
"Well it was funny the last time."
Dave, "Oh yeah I'm sorry, I'm just a little confused. I don't
commonly bring magic containers into the household. This is all new to
me."
Gene "Ah, that's a good one two, I can see your a good humored
lad." Gene laughed.
Dave, "Uh so what's the deal?"
Gene, "The Deal? Oh yes right, all the theatrics. I am a Genie. And
I am here to grant you some wishes that you rightfully deserve."
Dave "Three wishes?"
Gene "Well no, two, you used the first one getting me off the
table."
Dave "What! But I thought that.."
Gene Began laughing, "Got you! I really had you going. I'm just
playing."
Dave, "Oh."
Gene "Anyway, the deal is, you get three wishes. Well.. not quite
three wishes to be honest."
Dave "What do you mean, not quite three wishes?"
Gene "Well as you can see, I am not your average Genie. Genies
are commonly asian as a matter of fact. But I come from England. So
some corners had to be cut. Because England used up most of the land's
magical powers in the age of the Druids, we had to make special
concessions to create genies at all."
Dave "So how many english genies are there?"
Gene "Uh, six. Two are in France, ones in Germany, another is
with the titanic, and the other two are being used as teapots in the queens
cupboard."
Dave "Oh, bummer."
Gene "Actually it's quite an honor. But, back to the story. In order
to preserve some magical powers, our genies only grant one real wish.
But we take three requests, and with our very powerful genie minds we
can find a single solution for all three requests."
Dave "I don't get it."
Gene "It's hard to explain, you'll just have to learn from
experience. So, here is the disclaimer. Now listen carefully, Are you
listening?"
Dave "Yeah I'm listening."
Gene "Paying very close attention?"
Dave "Yeah I'm paying attention."
Gene "Cause I'm only going to say this once."
Dave "Will you Just get on with it!"
Gene "Well there's no need to be snippy. Anyway, You make
make only three wishes, or requests, however you wish to term it. And
these requests may not include the following. You may not wish for
another human's demise, you may not wish for eternal life, you may not
wish for any more wishes, cause that's cheating, you may not wish to
become an inanimate object, and you can wish for someone to be in love
with you, but that is decided on a case by case basis, cause you'll have to
'become' someone that person 'already' loves. Otherwise it's not fair."
Dave "Yeah I think I get it."
Gene, "Okay, as long as we're clear. You ready to wish?"
Dave, "Sure."
Gene, "Just be sure to think them out cause unless you happen
upon another genie. This is it."
Dave "Yeah yeah."
Gene "Okay, I'm listening."
Dave Stood up and paced around the genie. Contemplating his first
wish. Then he started. "Okay, for the first wish. I wish I had a whole lot
of money. So I could invest and all that."
Gene "Hey no problem. Most common wish of all."
Dave "Then, I wish I was more attractive to the opposite sex."
Gene "Gotcha covered ol' Chap."
Dave "And as long as we're on that subject. I wish I understood
women."
Gene "Hmmm. Okay I got it. The solution is in my head. Just one
last thing, are you sure these are the wishes you want."
Dave "Oh yeah, consider me an impulse buyer cause I'm good to
go."
Gene "Okay, then click to proceed, and prepare yourself cause
here it goes!"
The genie twirled about with his arms, and Dave prepared for
some magical poof or other pyrotechnic. But none came. Dave, "What's
the deal."
Gene, "Worry not it's in the works, some magic is best served
slower."
Dave was about to sit down when a great force tackled him. Dave
moaned in pain as his stomach churned uncomfortably. He slowly rose
back to his feet. Still half keeled over in pain. As he stood, his clothes
changed. His pants, sox, and shoes, completely disappearing. His
underwear, and undershirt remained the same, but his button up shirt
changed into a bathrobe.
Dave "What's going on?"
Gene "All part of the spell, worry not my friend."
Dave was looking at the Genie when suddenly he noticed that the
genie was growing. Then upon further examination he realized that it was
he who was shrinking. Dave was commonly about 6 foot tall, but now he
descended to barely 5 foot. Then every part of his body tingled for a
moment.
Then a burning centralized around the bottom of his rib cage. His
hand went down to feel what was happening. Slowly his last rib seemed
to melt away. Dave commented "What the hell?"
Then his underwear shifted, it turned into a strange, frilly bikini
shaped thing. And Dave felt a burning in his crotch as well. He pulled the
underwear away from his body and watched his Penis Stiffen and expand
to larger than normal. A thought briefly crossed his mind "perhaps I am
merely becoming more attractive to women." Then suddenly his Penis and
balls became Cold and Fell off. Dave grabbed the Rubber Dildo that was
previously his Dick and then watched as the undeniable shape of a
woman's crotch formed. He suddenly screamed, dropping the Dildo.
Then as he screamed, his throat tightened. And his voice changed scale to
the higher pitch of a female voice.
Gene "Working from the inside out I see."
Dave was again entranced by his crotch, he now realized the frilly
underwear is in fact a pair of women's panties. But suddenly his shirt
shifted. It shrank into and undeniable shape. That of a Bra. Dave blurted a
No, just before the swelling began. His chest started bulging forward.
Growing from a flat chest to a tiny A cup and still going. Dave thought it
would never stop, as the pressure in the cups nearly became painful. They
finally topped out at a D cup.
Then his face tingled. It seemed to shift around, Dave felt it with
his hand. Obviously his stubble was gone as his face was baby smooth,
and soft. His scalp tingled and a lock of Blonde hair fell in front of his
eyes, as well as onto his shoulder. He looked into the reflection on the tea
kettle and saw an otherwise beautiful female face staring back at him.
Then his entire body again tingled as the whole thing shrank. His
Tummy flattened, and any excess weight dissapeared. His Hips
expanded, pushing his legs slightly apart at the crotch. His Rear expanded
a little, giving him a visible firm, cute, female ass. His arms lost most of
their masculine muscle mass, and became very feminine. His hands
shrank and his nails grew a little. His legs became very sexy and
voluptuous, and his feet shrank to a very cute petite size, and their heels
lifted a little to help make high heels easier to wear.
The tingling slowed, but a final shift made dave spasm, as 'her'
back shifted into proper feminine alighnment, throwing the boobs further
forward and giving her cute ass, that extra oomf. But Dave just stood
their, mesmerized, unable to touch himself. Until Gene coughed.
Dave, "What.. What happened??"
Gene "I knew this would require some explanation, that's why I
stuck around. So.. You said you wanted to understand women. Well to
put it blatantly, men don't understand women, so I had to make you one.
Frankly you gave me little choice on that one. Then you said you wanted
to be more attractive to the opposite 'sex' So I made you an exceptionally
cute one at that."
Dave, "Wha.. What about the money?"
Gene, "Gene, Just look on the table."
Dave reached down, to pick up a strange letter that had
materialized. He opened it and read it. It was definitely some sort of legal
document.
Dave, "The Will reads as follows- Should we, James and Martha
Sagert, fail to survive any sort of Tragedy. We Will leave the sum of our
companies and fortune to our 18 year old daughter Amanda Darleen
Sagert.- We send our sincerest regrets Amanda. But the holdings and
companies are being held by the most senior staff members, and the total
of your parent's accounts has been transferred to your name. A net total of
50 million dollars worth of Alaska Airlines Stocks is also in holding. -
From Skymore, Ownings, and Lynch."
Amanda "But I don't want to be an 18 year old girl."
Gene "Sorry ma'm but it's too late, even your mind has started to
change to accept your female programming. Soon you will truly
understand women."
The Genie then disappeared, taking his kettle with him. Amanda
merely stood their in the bath robe, panties, and Bra. Wondering, what to
do next. She then hefted her boobs. Noting how large they felt on her tiny
18 year old body. Amanda "Worst part is, I still have a little growing left
in me."
Then she felt her smooth crotch and how foriegn that was. Finally
her eyes set upon the large rubber dildo on the floor. Something in her
head had changed. And suddenly that was a very welcome sight. Amanda
couldn't help but wonder how it would feel. Slowly a moist feeling came
over her crotch, and her new nipples stood erect.
Finally it overcame her, she dropped the letter and grabbed the
dildo and dashed off into her room. Running in that odd fashion that all
girls do. She lept up onto her bed. And giggled a little before lying back.
The anticipation was killing her. Slowly she touched the tip to her
crotch. It immediatley sent a wave of pleasure to through her body as it
brushed the swollen clitoris. Causing her to moan. Suddenly everything
surrounding her felt erotically active. From the sheets to the pillow.
Slowly she started to push it inwards. It hurt a little, but the pleasure was
so intense she kept going.
She was moaning intensley as it kept going deeper and deeper. She
nearly took in all ten inches before it struck bottom after what seemed like
forever. She shifted the dildo a little so that the rubber balls rubbed up
against her clit, to increase pleasure. Then came the return stroke, bringing
different but equally incredible pleasure. Then she pushed it in again, then
out, finally stroking rythmically at a fair pace. She quickly learned to
rotate her hips and squeeze those muscles to increase the pleasure even
more.
Soon she was stroking madly, dreaming of a large man screwing
her. She soon learned that her free hand was able to perform any of a
dozen different pleasures. And she went on doing that for nearly an hour.
The Orgasms were doubly as pleasurable as the same as a man, and more
often. Soon even the partially male side deep down inside was enjoying
itself. Finally near the end, something amazing happened. The dildo
seemed to Jerk as if it were alive, and Amanda felt the incredible sensation
of fluid filling her, deep inside. Whether it was real sperm or not didn't
matter, it felt incredible and she sat and relished the incredible feminine
afterglow of the event.
Afterwards she stepped into the shower for a moment, and when
she came out her entire apartment had changed. It was now feminine to
match her body. Everything from the clothing to the posters was totally
feminized. Amanda then remembered that tonight was Gymnastics night.
So she grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, with appropriate feminine
undergarments. Then she slipped on her shoes and prepared to leave. But
just before leaving she remembered the Dildo. She carefully stored the
magic dildo as she didn't want to lose it.
She exited the building and began walking the two blocks to the
gym. A fear like none she'd had before filled her. Suddenly she felt
afraid. Afraid of night stalkers and predators. It felt strange to fear that
someone might rape her. Suddenly she also felt cold and shivered. She
decided she may have to buy a car. So she started jogging towards the
building. Her Breasts bounced and swayed. It was another odd feeling,
coupled with the new walk she seemed to have. Then something in the
back of her mind told her that these feelings were normal. And She
learned to ignore them.
Finally she arrived at the gym and changed in the women's locker
room. She found her locker and changed into the Gymnast's leotard. A
few of her friends changed with her. Suzanne consoled Amanda on the
loss of her parents, they hugged briefly before heading out to practice.
As Amanda sat their stretching she looked at the coaches chalk
board. A note was written on top. "Today is the first day of the rest of
your life." Something deep down inside Amanda found this humorous.
But she shrugged it off and danced off to talk to Lindsay on the parallel
bars.
-The End
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