“So, what happens now?”
“Well, obviously that's up to you,” Merry the Sex Genie said, eyeing you closely. “What is your first wish mistress,” she asked, for you are an adult female.
“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?”
“You mean decrease her fertility so she doesn’t conceive until she wants to? Of course. I could also make it so that you are so sensitive, even the slightest caress of the gentlest breeze upon your bare skin gives you a mind blowing orgasm,” boasted Merry.
“Err, no thanks. I may be in-between boyfriends right now, but my orgasms are just fine when I do have sex. But I would like the decreased fertility until I decide when I want to be pregnant option.”
“Okay,” said the sex genie, and you were briefly surrounded by a puff of pink smoke. “Done.”
“You mean you somehow magically inserted an intrauterine device in me?” you ask in disbelief. “Amazing. My medical insurance won’t cover the procedure and my OB/GYN wants too much for me to afford it myself.”
“No. I had to go a different route because my powers in regards to affecting the cycle of life itself are limited,” admitted Merry.
“How so?”
“I cannot completely ‘turn off’ or eliminate your ovaries, so I just greatly reduced their ability to produce viable eggs. There are laws of nature that even a sex genie must obey,” explained Merry. “However, until you either want me to undo the wish or I am no longer yours, your odds of becoming pregnant during sex have been reduced to 0.00001%.”
“You mean once I no longer have legal possession of your bottle, any wish I ever made disappears?”
“Depends upon the wish. Any physical changes revert back to what you were before we met. If, for example, you had me take you to a wild orgy and somebody somehow gained possession of my bottle in the meantime; you’d still be at the orgy and hopefully having a great time, but now you’d be stuck getting home on your own and your odds of becoming pregnant would return to what they were before you made that wish.”
“So, there are limitations to your powers?”
“Only in regards to the arena of sexual gratification and your imagination,” Merry reminded you. “So, what would you like to wish for next?”
“Hmmm...” you say, giving it some serious thought.
“Take your time. Something like this shouldn’t be rushed into,” admitted Merry. “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 sexually,” replied Merry. “Granting sexually based wishes is my profession. I still have some autonomy outside the bottle.”
“Well...” you begin. “There is something I’ve really wanted to experience, but have never had any idea how to go about doing it.”
“Name it, and it’s yours,” said Merry, as a smile crossed the sex genie’s face.
The fact that, since she was still as naked as when she first appeared out of the bottle, Merry’s nipples hardened once more as she began to again tease the hidden pleasure zone between her legs wasn’t lost on you.
“Well, what I would like is to—”