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Cinderella Wishes
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A pair of teenagers find a genie in a bottle on the beach, and begin to
make wishes...
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My boyfriend and I were walking out along the beach when we found an old
bottle washed up on the shore. No it wasn't the usual garbage that
floats up on the shore these days; this was a rather ornate fancy
looking bottle.
My boyfriend Phillip pulled the stopper to see what was inside, or if
there was anything good inside. Hey, we were a couple of teenagers, if
we could score a little alcohol, it would really make our day. But
alas, no alcohol, only the standard genie.
Now at this point, most people would get excited. I did not. I knew
how it went with genies. You had three wishes, and they would always
screw things up to ruin your life. No thank you. I was about to tell
him to get back in the bottle when he said, "Thou art wise young maiden,
but knoweth this, the stories thou recounteth are but fiction."
OK, this Arabian knight thing is hurting my head. Here's one wish you
can't screw up. "I wish you would just speak in plain Fu.. I mean just
speak plain English." And with that his voice turned to that of a
stuffy butler.
"Madame, the stories you speak of are false. I am required to grant you
any wish your heart desires for the remainder of the day. As midnight
strikes, I shall be but a memory. Call them 'Cinderella Wishes' if you
want to think of them that way. Wish well."
I asked him who got the wishes. He said we both did. Okay, this might
not be so bad. But what about the rules, there are always rules.
"Again madame, you are wise. But fear not, the rules that bind me are
simple. You cannot wish anyone dead, and cannot affect a person's mind.
Another words you cannot force somebody to love you and the like. You
have an unlimited number of wishes at your disposal that will only cease
at the stroke of midnight. And lastly, any wishes you make upon another
individual are only temporary, and will cancel themselves out also at
the stroke of midnight as if they had never been wished. But any wish
you place upon yourself will be permanent, and to the rest of the world
it will seem as if what you had wished had always been so."
I suddenly saw this as my chance to be the great benefactor of mankind,
and I wished for world peace.
The genie said, "Please call me Frederick, and your wish is granted.
Until midnight tonight, all weapons of war will be silent, and no man or
woman will strike another in anger."
"Damn," I thought. Not quite how I wanted my wish to work out.
"I want a twelve-inch dick," my boyfriend said. That's my boyfriend,
always thinking with his little head instead of the one with the brain
in it.
Frederick said, "Master, it is so."
Then we just started making all the standard wishes: Money, cars, and
miscellaneous personal items. And there we were pretty much spent. It
was weird; this wishing thing was tougher than I thought. Most things I
wanted to really wish for would be voided at midnight and therefore not
really worth wishing at all.
I guess we would basically have to accept our newfound wealth, cars, and
nice houses, and pretty much leave it at that. But then again not a bad
consolation prize.
Since I now owned a nice house overlooking the beach in Hawaii, I wished
us there, and it just happened. Phillip and I found ourselves sitting
in a hot tub overlooking the beach. "Not bad I thought to myself."
Frederick had transported with us and was hanging in the air above us.
Afraid that might upset the neighbors; I wished he was instead my
personal butler, in human form, properly attired. And immediately he
was standing next to the hot tub, just as I had wished.
Phillip just looked at me, and I could see lust in his eyes. And I knew
what he wanted; he wanted to get beneath my bikini bottoms. Okay, I was
half right. He wanted to get under my bikini alright, but not in a way
I expected.
Always the kinky one he asked me to wish he was my pussy. Weird yes,
but I found it strangely erotic as well. And by me wishing it, he was
ensured to be back to himself by morning. So I did just that.
"Frederick, I wish Phillip was my pussy." And Phillip vanished; there
was just a sudden splash in the hot tub where water rushed to fill the
void where Phillip sat only a moment ago.
"Oh this is awesome!" Phillip said. Okay, he didn't say it per se
seeing as he no longer had vocal chords, but as near as I could tell,
the essence of Phillip was able to convey his thoughts as if he was
talking.
"Hey play with me, would ya?" he then asked. Now this is just weird.
I'm not used to having my pussy ask me to play with it, or him, or
whatever. Maybe when I get horny it's telling me in a way it needs
attention, but this is totally different.
Regardless, this is what Phillip wanted for the evening, I might as well
cater to him and let him have his fun. I ran my fingers under by
bottoms and began to finger my clit as I had a hundred times before. I
asked him how that feels. He said "totally awesome, I can actually feel
your fingers playing with me". I asked him what part of him was the
clit. He said he was kind of ambiguous. No part in particular, but the
entire pussy as a whole.
I then wished for a vibrating dildo, and one appeared beside the pool.
I turned it on, and inserted it into my Phillip/Pussy and began to build
my sexual state to a crescendo. Oh I sure hope Phillip was enjoying
himself (herself? Itself?) as much as I was. And then I exploded into
an intense orgasm, and withdrew the dildo. I continued to caress my
pussy though. It always felt good to just pet it a bit after an orgasm
like that.
I asked Phillip if it was as good for him as it was for me. We both
laughed a bit but then he said, "Yes it was. It was the best orgasm I
have ever had." I told him that was how most orgasms were for me. He
just said "Wow" and that as a guy he never had an orgasm as powerful as
that.
"So you are enjoying this I presume?"
He said, "Mostly."
"Mostly?" I asked, pretending to be offended.
He said, "Honestly, I really don't like being so hairy. It feels like a
scruffy beard."
I said that is easy enough to fix. "Frederick, you heard my pussy, I
wish him to be less hairy." And with that, I had a neatly trimmed thin
layer of pubic hair. "How is that?" I asked.
"Not bad," he said, "but honestly, I wish you had a perfectly smooth
pussy."
And I did. "Better?" I asked.
"Perfect," he said.
"So you like shaved pussy, do you?"
"Oh yes, very much so."
"Very well, Frederick, I wish to never grow a bit of pubic hair again,
and for my pussy to remain shaved for the rest of my life."
"It is done madame."
"Anything else I can do?" I asked to Phillip.
He said no, to just keep playing with him.
"Okay, this is too weird. I keep thinking of my pussy as a 'him'. It
just doesn't sound right. Frederick, I wish Phillip was a girl. I wish
we both thought of him as a girl, and I wish to name her Eve."
"Very well my lady."
I was still massaging my bare pussy, and I could tell Eve was enjoying
it too.
I told my pussy the night was getting late, and then asked if she had
any last wishes before the night was out. She said no. This was an
experience of a lifetime for her, and she just wanted to enjoy it while
it still lasted. I told Eve that I couldn't think of anything I could
wish for that would make me any happier than I was now.
By now I was out of the hot tub and sitting in a lounge chair. I was
just lying there looking up and enjoying a black starry night. It was
beautiful. I was just lying there, completely at peace and softly
playing with my pussy. I slowly fell into a peaceful sleep.
I awoke the next morning with the morning sun shining brightly in my
face. Frederick appeared from inside the house, and adjusted a patio
umbrella to block the glare. He then handed me an orange juice and
asked what I would like for breakfast.
I looked around and saw that except for Frederick and me we were alone.
Suddenly I asked Frederick why he was still here, and where was Eve.
Wait a sec, Eve just doesn't sound right for some reason, but then again
it does.
Frederick then told me he was here because I had wished it. I had
wished for him to be my personal butler, and since it was a wish about
me personally, it continued to be so after midnight.
"What about Eve?" I asked.
"I'm still here," my pussy said. "Hey wait, why am I still here as your
pussy?"
"Because you wished it," Frederick said.
"No we didn't," I protested. But Frederick reiterated that we had. I
demanded that he explain. "And why am I still thinking her of Eve; and
her as a 'her'?"
He stated that once I had wished Eve to be my pussy, she had become a
part of me, albeit temporarily. But since she was a part of me, every
wish I made about her I was making about myself, and therefore were
permanent.
"But that doesn't explain why she is still in the form of my pussy!
Dammit!!"
When Eve wished you had a completely shaved pussy, since Eve was your
pussy at the time of the wish, she was making the wish both of you and
herself as well. And, she was in essence wishing two things: To be
completely shaved, and to be a pussy. Therefore both wishes were
granted, and persisted past midnight.
"You got everything you wished for, and I can make no further changes.
You are wealthy, have nice houses and fine cars, and you have a pussy
named Eve that used to be your boyfriend. And she will remain as your
pussy for the rest of your life."
"Frederick... YOU'RE FIRED!!"
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