The Geenie smiles over your unconscious body. She then places her old glass bottle next to you and leaves the room while you sleep.
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When you slowly wake up you lye in a bed of silk fabric and throw pillows. It takes you several minutes to remember what happened, during that time you are too lazy to fully wake up and instead change positions and feel the silk clothes rub your exposed soft skin while changing positions.
This continues on for some time until a pillow finds its way between your legs and you remember you’re first wish.
You sit up, the silk fabrics artfully hanging off your naked body. Your naked Female body.
First you examine your surroundings.
You were naked on a bed of throw pillows and silk blankets. In the center of a purple glass room with fog outside, there were several more silk cloths hanging from the ceiling, and no visible doors.
You look up and see all the foggy purple glass walls in the circular room lead up to a tall hole you can’t see the ceiling off. It just looks like a black abyss above your head. The only light was from the foggy purple glass walls you couldn’t see out.
Your not an idiot so you know the Geenie lady trapped you in her old bottle. Maybe this was your fault for copying her body, but still.
You stand up and look around the glass room for a way out. Nothing. The floor was covered in pillows and blankets, maybe a secret way out there? No luck. you had to wait till someone rubbed the lamp, however long that would take. Then you would be forced to grant them six wishes. Unless they set you free.
Still you did get this sexy female body to play with till then.
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You look at your reflection on the glass walls. Doing several sexy poses that turned you on.
You take down some of the silk cloths and do even more sexy and elaborate poses. You tye your long red hair into a pony tail and give it a flick. Next you tye it into a long braid that goes down to your butt. Adding jewelry in due to your Geenie Powers.
You take some fabric down and make a make shift belly dancer outfit. Shaking your exposed stomach at your reflection and moving the fabric infront and behind you in a sexy way. You were a good dancer for never having a lesson. You had a sexy body and knew how to use it.
“Maybe this body swap wasn’t so bad after all.” You say to your self. And meaning it.
Suddenly the room was filled with purple smoke like the kind out side the glass.
Someone was rubbing the bottle.
You were forced out the top to serve your new master.