“So, what happens now?”
“Well, obviously that's up to you,” Merry the Sex Genie said, eyeing you closely. “What is your first wish master,” for you are a teenage male.
“First off,” you say, “I was wondering. If you can increase the odds of the woman getting pregnant, can you do the opposite as well? I’m only 14 and certainly don’t want to father any children out of wedlock.”
“Of course. It would just be a question of temporarily decreasing either her fertility or yours, for my powers in regards to affecting the cycle of life itself are limited.”
“Then please make it so that I don’t get anyone pregnant,” you requested.
“Done,” said Merry, as a cloud of pink smoke briefly surrounded you.
“That’s it?” you asked, as the smoke disappears.
“What were you expecting? A laser show?”
Not having an answer to that question, you just shrugged your shoulders.
“Okay. But remember. When it comes to me granting wishes, my abilities are limited only to the arena of sexual gratification, the rules I previously stated, and your imagination,” Merry reminded you. “So, what would you like to wish for next?”
“I’d like more privacy, if you can grant that.”
“How so?”
“My older brother is in college, but he and whoever he’s seeing at the moment come over practically every weekend, so I never get any sleep because they’re...”
“I get the idea,” replies Merry. “Besides, we should have our privacy whenever we’re alone in your room anyway to discuss genie matters.”
A brief puff of pink smoke appeared in front of both your bedroom door and the lone window, along with the rest of the four walls to your room at the same time.
“Done,” announced Merry. “You better also find a good hiding place for my bottle when you’re not home. I don’t want to wake up one morning and find my home full of liquor or be surrounded by a bunch of horny frat boys who—”
Then a weird smile crossed Merry’s face. “Never mind what I said about the frat boys,” she said, as you notice her hand drifting down between her legs again. Considering she’s still as naked as when she first appeared out of her bottle, it isn’t hard to see what Merry is doing.
“Anyway, what is your next wish.”
“Hmmm...” you say, giving it some serious thought.
“Take your time. Something like this shouldn’t be rushed into,” admitted Merry, still thinking about the horny frat boys. “One time, in the heat of the moment, I had a master make a wish that… Well, I still visit him in the nursing home whenever the opportunity presents itself.”
“So, I can’t control your every move?”
“Only if we have sex together,” said Merry. “Granting sexually based wishes is my profession. I still have some autonomy outside the bottle.”
“I do have one problem I’d like to overcome,” you confess.
“All you have to do is ask master,” said Merry with a smile.
“I’m...” you try to say. “Well, you see, it’s like this...”
“What would you like?”
“I’m still a virgin!” you cry out, before sitting down on the bed in disgust.
“Is that all?” asked Merry, sitting down next to you.
“Seems like a mighty big problem to me.”
“I can help. Remember?” asks Merry, as she gently lays her head on your shoulder.
You stare deeply into her emerald green eyes before responding.