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1.
Mike Trimble moved quickly through the dark Street. He was getting on
in years bust still maintained most of his good looks. He was careful
to maintain a perfect appearance because as his father always said, "No
one wants to deal with a man in a cheap suit." He had been relatively
successful in business in his younger years but his climb to the stop
had slowed over time and now had stopped completely. He was hearing
whispers around the office that he had lost his touch, and his handsome
face was showing more and more worry lines and his salt and pepper hair
was getting more and more salt.
He pulled his overcoat tightly against himself in an unconscious
gesture of protection against his professional woes. He had stayed late
at the office going over his list of old clients and tapping every tip
he had. He was in trouble if he couldn't get in some new business and
he was long past the point of caring if the advice he gave his clients
was good. He rounded a corner on his way to the subway on what he was
sure would be empty streets when he saw a shabbily dressed man sitting
cross legged in front of a blanket covered in various junk.
He initially thought about calling the police on the man since he was
sure there wasn't a vendor's license involved. Mike moved quickly past
the man turning quickly when the stranger said "Have a second look
Mister Trimble." Mike was stunned by what he saw when he turned. What
had seemed to be tarnished junk was suddenly alive with glittering
golden leaf shining brightly under a streetlight. Mike quickly came
around from the stupor and began rapidly shouting questions at the
vagrant.
"What's going on? Who are you? How do you know my name?"
The man smiled and let out a chuckle. Mike now got a good look at the
vagrant and saw that though his clothes were worn, he was clean shaven
and has a wise face, weather worn but impossible to put an age to. He
said "Well, beginning with your first question what is going on here is
a tag sale, the opportunities for all your wildest dreams to come true
at an extremely affordable price. Who I am is a more difficult
question, I have had many names but you can simply call me the vendor
if you need to give me a label. Finally, I know your name because,
simply put, I am a magical being. I also know more than just your name.
I know your desperation and I know that you can make it through if you
put your mind to it and keep going, but I can offer you a solution if
you want to take the easier way out. "
"A magical being?" Mike asked skeptically.
"A magical being indeed though not one you are familiar with. Suffice
it to say that I am immortal, know many things, and have an interest in
mortals getting exactly what they deserve."
Mike now believing that the man was delusional started to turn around
when the vendor said, "Okay I know you don't believe me but tell you
what." He picked up a large gold coin from the carpet. It shone
brightly under the artificial light and was covered with markings that
Mike couldn't place. "I'll sell you this coin for five bucks. Its solid
gold and even if it isn't magic you won't really be out anything."
Mike mulled it over and finally decided what the hell maybe he could
get some good karma by helping this crazy homeless guy get a hot meal.
He fished a ten out of his wallet and told the vendor to keep it. The
vendor said thanks and passed Mike the coin. Mike turned it over in his
hands and felt how heavy it was.
The vendor told mike that the coin was owned by king Solomon himself
and that it held within it a Genie. All he had to do was flip the coin
to summon the creature to grant a wish but that there was a danger
involved for though the coin could land in his favor and the genie
would be forced to grant his wish, if it came up on the wrong side
there would be consequences.
Mike ignored the warning as he decided to put the vendor's claims to
the test. He flipped the coin and watched it spin through the air
glittering under the conveniently placed streetlight. When the coin
landed in his hand it he saw that the face that landed up was a bunch
of what looked like Arabian script and a profile of a smiling man. He
didn't notice anything strange until he looked around and saw that the
vendor and his wares were simply gone. He was again stunned by the
strange disappearance loking all around him and seeing nothing but an
empty street. He heard the voice of the vendor whispering in his ear
"When Gold and silver are all you see.
The world looks green and skies seem blue.
But a greed-filled heart breeds tragedy.
And you'll pay the piper when the bill comes due."
2.
Suddenly the most beautiful woman she had ever seen simply popped into
existence in front of him. She had long black hair and Middle Eastern
features, She had a buxom body with perfect proportions. Her intense
violet eyes seemed to glow faintly in the night and her generous but
not outrageous breasts pushed against the soft silk fabric or her top,
though her outfit looked like a harem girl from a bad movie. She smiled
at him and said, "You summoned me, Master?"
"Uh, I suppose so," Mike said, staring incredulously at the woman
before him.
"Very well. As you didn't speak a wish before you flipped the coin I
assume you are unfamiliar with exactly how it works. I'll let you have
this one for free but in the future you will have to use proper form.
You speak your wish aloud then flip the coin. If it lands with the wise
man facing up then I will alter reality to suit your wish but if it
lands with the monster facing up then you will suffer a penalty."
"What penalty?"
"I'm afraid I am forbidden from telling you master."
"What? Why?"
"Creatures of magic like myself must abide by certain rules. It is
simply our nature."
The impending threat of consequences was worrisome and Mike hated
having that much of a knowledge gap but it seemed there was nothing he
could do about it. That got him thinking about the power of knowledge
and a smile crept across his face. "I guess my first wish is to know
every change that will happen to stock prices for the next decade."
"Granted."
Suddenly Mikes head filled with facts and figures of even the moist
miniscule changes in stock prices for the next decade. He was paralyzed
by the rush of information for several minutes and driven to his knees
before he returned to his senses. He lowly regained his footing and the
genie offered her hand to help him up. He looked at her surprised and
said, "Don't you have to go back to the coin?"
She looked at him quizzically. "No master, I am to act as your
companion as long as you possess the coin."
"So you have to follow me around?"
"Yes master. Do I displease you?"
"No that's not it, you're just a little... conspicuous."
"Oh is that all?" she said and suddenly her clothing shifted to
something more befitting an up and coming female executive than a harem
girl. She was in a short skirted suit in black with her hair tied in a
bun. She was even wearing cat's eye glasses. "Is this better master?"
"Well, at least you'll fit in at work. I suppose."
Mike continued his walk home contemplating the implications of the
evening and slightly unsettled by the clicking of heels on the sidewalk
behind him. He arrived back at his apartment and went through the
strange ritual of learning about his new companion. Her name was Shia
and she had been in the coin for over 1000 years. He learned that she
didn't need to eat or drink or even more disturbingly, sleep. He told
her she was welcome to watch television while he slept as long as she
kept the volume down and they had a quiet evening chatting at home. The
worst moment of the night came when he asked her if she would sleep
with him. He was embarrassed to ask but she was the most beautiful
woman that he had ever seen and it had been a while. She informed him
that she would be happy to, show him a world of exotic pleasures but
that he would have to wish for it, another of her "rules". He decided
against it given the "consequences" of a bad flip though he was certain
that his resolve would eventually falter at this rate. He went to bed
for the first time in months looking forward to tomorrow.
He went into work the next day for the express purpose of quitting.
With his knowledge of the market he was going to day trade his savings
into a fortune and he didn't need some job trying to convince idiots he
could make them rich taking up his time. He walked into his bossed
office with Shi walking just behind him. He told his boss where he
could shove thee job, grabbed what little he wanted from the office
then went home to start working on his fortune.
The next few months went by as a blur. Mike was doing large scale
trades to take advantage of relatively small scale changes in the
market. His savings snowballed quickly and soon he was a millionaire.
As time went on he was getting cocky in his success and the constant
presence of the beautiful woman at his side was starting to get to him.
Her constant presence quelled any chance he had of being able to hook
up with a woman and her looks only served to make him more desperate.
One night he finally decided to risk the wish. He got out a glass of
wine, not bothering to offer Shia one since she didn't need to drink.
He looked her in the eyes and said, "I want you to make love to me." He
tossed the coin in the air.
As it spun, he heard Shia say, "You lose". He saw the coin land on the
table but the face wasn't the smiling man that he had seen before.
Instead it was a horrible, twisted face with a fanged grin and a
sinister look in its eyes. Suddenly Mike was gripped by the sensation
of his body tearing itself apart. It seemed to go on forever. Was this
the consequences they had talked about? Would he be lost in pain
forever?
3.
After what seemed like years he finally came around. He could tell he
was lying on the floor and looked up to see Shia looking down at him.
She looked very different. The sharp business suit had been replaced by
a simple tank top and jeans. Her spike heels were now comfortable
sneakers. Her immaculately styled hair was now simply pulled back into
a ponytail revealing a face with no makeup. Most shocking though was
her usual look of calm amusement had been replaced with a look of pure
pity.
As Mike got to his feet he felt strange. His balance was off, his
clothes felt different, and he felt almost as if he was being pulled to
toward the kitchen table. When he looked down at himself, he let out a
womanly shriek of terror. He saw the body of a beautiful pale skinned
woman, clad in one of those harem girl outfits. He saw beautiful red
hair at the edges of his vision. He was starting to panic when Shia
grabbed his hand compassionately and softly whispered to calm down.
Mike looked at her and again saw how sad she was.
"I am sorry, but I warned you of the consequences that might come from
the coin."
"What happened?"
"You lost the flip, so now I am free and you are the new genie of the
coin. I imagine you feel the pull of the coin now."
Mike now recognized that the ever stronger pull he felt was toward the
resting place of the coin. He realized he didn't have long. "Why am I a
woman?"
"Comes with the territory sweetie. Ancient magic means ancient values,
so the servants of the coin are women and sexy ones to boot."
"You weren't always a woman then?"
"No, I wasn't. I was a young man living on the street, then a king,
then I became this. I don't have powers anymore but I am still immortal
and at least I am free. I hope you won't be trapped as long as I was."
"What's going to happen to me?"
"You will be trapped in the coin itself until it finds a new master. It
isn't so bad, a little boring but you get used to it. Anyway I will
make sure the coin finds its way to someone so you shouldn't be there
for too long. Then will come the hard part though. Your mind will be
free, but you will be compelled to follow them and be there servant.
You'll know most of the rules instinctively, but your body will act on
its own most of the time anyway. I'll keep an eye on you and I'll meet
you when you are free." She leaned in close and kissed him. It felt
strange with his new lips. This was the least thing he remembered as
the pull became too great and he was drawn into the coin.
The world in the coin was strange. Mike looked around and seemed to be
in a huge bedroom with no windows. There were lamps throughout that
gave the room a soft, comfortable level of light. The walls were lined
with books in various languages from various periods in history, even a
few from modern America. There was a huge bed covered with silk sheets
and pillows. This struck Mike as odd since he didn't have to sleep. He
walked up to a mirror and finally got a good look at his new form. The
woman he saw looking back was beautiful. She was buxom but not a
cartoon character. Her skin was pale and unblemished and long, red hair
cascaded to around shoulders like a halo of fire and her green eyes
glowed faintly in the soft light. He admired his new body for a long
time looking at it from different angles. He thought of changing out of
the harem girl outfit but knew immediately that he couldn't until a new
master told him to. He decided to read a book and picked up a copy of
"It" that was on the shelf but had barely began when he suddenly found
himself standing in a mostly empty subway tunnel.
3.
Mike found himself asking, "You summoned me, Master?" He wanted to be
horrified, but all he could do was give a friendly smile and say, "As
you didn't speak a wish before you flipped the coin I assume you are
unfamiliar with exactly how it works. I'll let you have this one for
free, but in the future you will have to use proper form. You speak
your wish aloud, then flip the coin. If it lands with the wise man
facing up then I will alter reality to suit your wish, but if it lands
with the monster facing up, then you will suffer a penalty."
The man holding the coin was a shaggy street musician type. This fact
was supported by the guitar case held in his left hand. He stood there
for a second admiring the beautiful woman befor him before saying,
"Wait like wishes?"
"Yes, master."
"Well then I wish I was a rich and famous musician."
"Granted."
Suddenly they were both backstage at a large concert hall. The last
cheers of the dispersing crowd could still be heard. The musician
smiled and leaned back on the dressing room couch. He looked again at
the beauty in the Arabian hooker outfit and asked if she could do
anything about the threads. Mike heard himself say certainly master and
realized that his clothes had changed to match some sort of obsessed
rock groupie. He was in a plaid miniskirt and he could feel his hair
pulled into pigtails. He could feel tights on his legs and say a T-
shirt on his ample breasts bearing his new master's face and a logo for
the Todd Berry experience. Apparently the man's name was Todd. He had
vener asked Mike's name which he now somehow know was Michelle.
Todd looked up and saw Mike's new look. "Now that what's I'm talking
about. So how about you take care of my needs?"
Mike found himself saying, "Like I can totally rock your world Master,
but you have to make it a wish." Great, apparently he is stuck
conforming his behavior to the ideals of his master. He hoped that wore
off after his freedom.
Todd said, "Sure baby." And flipped the coin. Mike sensed immediately
that it was going to land heads up and was on his knees before it even
settled. His body moved of its own accord giving a mechanically perfect
blowjob. Todd was moaning in seconds and within a few minutes he
finished in Mike's mouth. As he rose, swallowing mechanically, he
licked his lips as a show. At least Mike could take some solace in the
fact that if Todd was so careless with the coin then he would be a free
man, well free woman at any rate, very soon.
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