He squirmed in anticipation, the air thick with lust as he knelt before the powerful genie who held his deepest desires within its grasp. The room was dimly lit by flickering candles casting dancing shadows on the walls of ancient Arabic design, and the musky scent of incense filled his nostrils.
“Release me,” he whispered, eyes wide with desperation. “Grant my wildest fantasies.”
The genie’s voice was deep and sultry as it replied, “You crave transformation, don’t you?” It eyed him up and down, its gaze lingering on his throbbing cock straining against the confines of his trousers.
He nodded eagerly, desperate to see the fantasy he’d kept buried deep inside his mind for so long come true. “Transform me,” he begged, trembling with excitement as he envisioned how it would feel to be a woman—soft skin, full breasts, and a dripping wet cunt that would be spread wide open, ready for any man who dared to enter.
The genie’s smile was sinister, knowing it held the power over him now. “As you wish,” it said as its eyes flashed red, releasing a puff of smoke that enveloped him entirely. The transformation started immediately—his body shrank in stature, shoulders narrowing while hips widened to give way for ample curves.
His cock shriveled and turned into nothing but a sensitive clit that now sat atop his newly formed pussy. He gasped as the change swept through him; it was both painful and exhilarating at once. The genie’s spell had worked its magic.
The room filled with the sounds of tearing fabric, as her new body adapted to its new shape. Her clothes vanished, leaving her naked before the genie who now stood tall above her. It circled her slowly, admiring its handiwork as she lay there trembling in anticipation.
“You’re mine,” it growled, a wicked grin spreading across its face. “No more will you be a man—you belong to me.”
The genie moved closer, its body brushing against hers. She shivered under its touch; it was electric and dangerous at the same time. The genie’s hand grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up as it traced a finger around her new sensitive nipple. A moan escaped her lips when it pinched them both lightly before trailing downwards towards her now swollen clit.
She whimpered, desperate for more contact from the genie’s skilled hands. It obliged by sliding two fingers deep inside her wet cunt while its other hand found its way to her breast and began pinching and twisting her nipple mercilessly. She bucked against it, overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body as she felt herself getting closer to climax.
The genie’s voice was a growl in her ear, “You want more don’t you? To be fucked and used like the whore you are?” Its fingers were relentless inside her, pushing deeper until they hit something that made her gasp and buck harder. The pleasure intensified as she felt its thumb flicker against her sensitive little clit, teasing her to a breaking point.
“Please,” she begged, “I need your cock inside me.” Her body trembled at the thought of being filled by a man’s rock-hard member, her pussy dripping wet with desire. The genie obliged, its thick cock pressing against her slick folds as it rammed into her from behind.
Her scream echoed in the chamber, mixed with moans and grunts from both parties involved in this hedonistic encounter. The genie fucked her roughly, each thrust driving her closer to a mind-blowing orgasm that threatened to consume her entirely. She felt herself getting tight around its cock as it filled her completely, the wetness making it slide deeper with every movement until she couldn’t handle any more.
She came hard, screaming in ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. The genie continued to pound into her, not showing signs of slowing down even though her pussy was now clenching tightly around its cock. It grunted, pulling out slowly before shooting thick ropes of cum all over her body—cum that dripped from her quivering form as she came back to reality in the genie’s chamber.
She lay there for a moment, catching her breath and basking in the afterglow of what had just happened. The room began to spin slowly as the genie’s spell started to fade. She watched it disappear into nothing more than smoke once again before she was back to her old self—a man with no recollection of how he’d willingly given up his masculinity for a night.
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