"I wish my pals and I had a harem!" Colin said. The idea of having a group of hot girls to himself was one thing to the geeky gamer, but to give some of his friends, including (your name) who gave him the lamp, sounded even better.
"You want your pals to be your harem? OKAY!" the ditz blonde genie said as she blew out a cloud of pink smoke.
"Wait, what?!" Colin shouted out.
It was too late: pink smoke flew out and split into five streams, seeking out Colin's friends.
It had been hours since the wish was made. "I was probably just hearing things, (your name) wouldn't give me a broken..." Colin's thought was interrupted by the door bell. "Who could that be?"
Colin walked up and opened the door.
"Who..... is it?" Colin said.
"Hello, Master." five girls dreamily said.
Colin immediately recognized them as his transformed buddies.
First with a familiar lilac scarf was Marin, or Marinette. She wore a lavender sweater and a violet skirt along with white knee socks and black shoes. She had an apple shaped body type with C-cup breasts, shimmering blue eyes, long black hair, and perfect pale white skin.
"I've been waiting for this night, dear." She said in a hot french accent.
"I want first dibs on him, Princess!" said a muscle toned girl with a pear shaped body and a set of C cups as big as Marinette's, tanned skin, messy brown hair in a ponytail, and deepbrown eyes. From the athletic shorts, worn sneakers, and tank top, this was Colin's old highschool friend Lucas, now Lucy. The french girl and tomboy gave eachother an antagonistic glare.
"Now, now girls, w-we can do this without fighting, right?" a shy mousy voice said from behind them.
Colin's jaw dropped at this girl: before the wish she was a geeky guy named Chris, now Christina. The only recognizable part of her was the round rimmed glasses, she was a stunner in a modest woolen sweater and long jeans with ballet flats, sparkling green eyes, soft kissable lips, flowing red hair, and a stunning hourglass figure with DD Breasts and an ass that threatened to tear the back of her jeans out.
"Like, yeah girls! We can share, remember?" a ditzy voice said from behind. Judging by the cheer uniform, blonde hair that was now long and flowy, dark blue eyes, the same body type as Christina, and the perfect tan, this cheerleading bimbo was once the college quarterback James Benson, now Jamie.
Then you stride up, transformed into your dream girl...