Drake yawns and lifts himself out of bed. The feet stayed asleep as near as he could tell, and slowly wiggled a toe - as if they were dreaming. Drake smiled and decided to let them sleep.
He got himself some coffee and took a sip. It was fun yesterday to have the feet around and to pamper them, but he wanted to experiment more as well. While the feet were asleep they couldn't bend his mind into total submission, but he still had some induced loyalty to the feet and only wished them well.
Drake decided to rub the lamp and summon the genie.
"Yes, master." Beldazarr intoned.
"Good morning, Beldazarr. I'd like to make a wish. I'd like for these feet I've been worshipping to be reattached to their human host." Drake said.
Beldazarr raised an eyebrow.
"Just as they are?" He asked
"Yes, what kind of question is that, everything should stay the same. They should just be attached to the woman they came from." Drake said, still a little groggy.
"It is done." The genie said as he receded back into the lamp.
Drake scoffed and finished his coffee. Drake hadn't realized his wording was pretty ambiguous and had hoped for the feet to return to the girl before he had first torn them off. But his wish made it so that they retained their sentience and control over him.
Drake returned to his room...