“I’m not sure I understood your wish, Master,” the genie said with a sly grin. “But if you insist, then so be it.”
My heart raced as I felt a sudden shift in my body. My muscles tightened, and my skin grew softer. I looked down at myself only to see my masculine form melting away. My chest swelled, and my cock shriveled into nothingness. The genie had done it – he’d turned me into a woman!
“What… what have you done?” I stammered in confusion as I felt my voice crack, rising to a higher pitch. I looked around for some explanation, but the genie was gone, leaving me alone with my new reality.
My body ached with unfamiliar sensations. I could feel the weight of breasts pressing against my chest and noticed how everything seemed slightly bigger than before. My hands trembled as I traced the delicate curves of my hips and waist, still trying to come to terms with what had happened to me.
I stumbled out into the night air, my new feminine form exposed and vulnerable. The cool breeze sent shivers down my spine, making every inch of skin on my body tingle with sensitivity. It was then that I realized how everyone’s eyes were drawn to me – or rather, to what I now had between my legs instead of what I used to have.
I tried to run away from the attention, but my new body moved differently: lighter and more graceful than before. I felt a deep humiliation as men whistled at my ass and women looked with jealousy. The air was thick with lust, and soon enough, I couldn’t help but feel it coursing through my own veins.
The genie reappeared again, grinning mischievously. “I hope you enjoy your new life, Mistress,” he said as a group of men approached me, their eyes filled with hunger.
Before I knew what was happening, they surrounded me. Their hands roamed over my body, squeezing my breasts and caressing the curves of my hips. The genie had transformed me into a beautiful woman, but now it seemed as if he’d also given them an insatiable hunger for this new form that I inhabited.
One man pushed his hard dick against my lips, forcing it inside despite my struggles to resist him. Another grabbed my by the hair and yanked my head back while another thrust into me from behind, causing a sharp gasp of pain mixed with pleasure to escape from between my new, full lips. The fourth began to suck on one of my nipples, making me writhe beneath them as they took turns pounding me relentlessly.
I tried with all my might not to give in, but the genie’s twisted wish was taking control. My body betrayed me, craving more and more pleasure from these men who now dominated it. I felt a deep shame at how easily I was being used – but the shame only served to make me hornier.
My mind began to blur as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me. My new body responded eagerly, convulsing with every powerful thrust and causing me to cry out in pleasure. The genie’s wish had turned me into a woman for all the world to use, but it wasn’t just the men who were taking advantage of my transformation – I was submitting willingly as well.
The group sex continued well into the night, and when it finally ended, I slumped against a nearby wall, completely spent from the relentless onslaught. I looked down at my body, still covered in sweat, cum, and bruises from where these strangers had taken me. It was then that I realized how utterly helpless I truly was now – both physically and mentally.
I’d made a wish that I couldn’t undo, and now I was trapped as a woman with no way back to my old life. The genie had twisted my wishes, and now I was forced to live in this new form, enduring the humiliation and degradation of being used by anyone who desired me.
“This isn’t what I wished for,” I whispered to myself, tears welling up in my eyes as a chill ran down my spine. The only thing left to do was accept my fate – it seemed the genie had no intention of restoring my original form anytime soon.
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