Walking back into his room, Drake was shocked to find a familiar buxom latina woman sleeping on his bed. Sure enough, Beldazaar had done as wished, and reattached the feet as they were to their original owner. Lost in slumber, the nude woman turned onto her back and spread her legs, showing off her jiggly E cups and hairless cunt. Blood rushing to his groin, Drake turned away since he realized what this meant. "Oh shit; she's here? What will she think when she wakes up? She could accuse me of breaking in or being a rapist. But how will I get her clothed and back to her home?" He cursed, unaware that she woke up gradually.
"What the hell?!" Drake heard the woman yell, making him freeze in place and look over his shoulder. The woman was looking over her nude self, as if analyzing lacking any clothes. Except that was not the case. "I've got a body?!" She announced, shakily standing up on her cute little feet Drake had been fucking last night. However, he was confused by what the woman was saying; it was like she had just come into existence, or the like. And then it hit him, "I asked for the feet to go back as they currently were, this must've included the consciousness they had gained from when I detached them. Now that they're reattached, their consciousness is in control of the whole body?" he concluded.
Suddenly looking at Drake, the woman walked over to him and lifted a leg, touched his crotch with a familiar foot. She was smirking, rubbing his erection. "So, you're so much of a perv, you wished that genie to give me my owner's body back, but with me in control? God, it's so desperate," she teased. "And yet so hot! You want to fuck my pussy for the first time? Cum inside and get this pair of feet pregnant?" Grinding her cunt against Drake's thigh, he realizes she's still madly in love with him, making him chuckle at how these two wishes have mixed together. "Well, I guess you could say that'd be a goal." Drake replied, unaware the feet's wish of influencing him to do what they want is still in effect as well. Additionally, the bondage wished into creation the night before has also morphed to better fit their new situation. It was still a series of straps and the like, but now, it worked by binding Drake to the whole woman the feet now were. He be strapped to her front, with his dick in her cunt, with his arms and legs wrapped around her back so that she could carry him and walk around whilst they fucked. And, she'd still be able to wear clothes over it to do this in public.
Smirking, Drake's feet controlled girlfriend urged him forward with a finger, as she grabbed the bondage gear. With it on the floor, Drake stepped over it, finally getting a feel for how tall his crush always was. He was a 6ft guy himself, but this woman towered over by a few extra inches. Pulling the straps up and around them, Drake found himself pressed right against her, with his cock touching her leaking pussy. She grabbed his butt and pushed him into it, eliciting the loudest moan Drake has ever heard a woman utter. "Fuck me silly!" She commanded, making Drake get to work in breeding her. Thrusting in and out of her tight snatch, the control she had over it was near inhuman. Every square inch was adept in twisting and squeezing Drake's dick, making sure he was pushed deeper with every thrust.
Whilst he was lost in pleasure, she finished pulling up the bondage around them, telling Drake to wrap his arms and legs around her. He had no problem complying, finding himself subject to gravity, though the tight bondage made it impossible for him to slip out of her cunt. Face buried between her sweaty tits, Drake's lover buckled her knees from the standing sex. Surprisingly, she found the tight motorcycling suit her owner wore the day before, in a pile on the floor. She smiled and walked over, each step swaying her hips and making Drake reach deeper inside. Pulling on the suit, she zipped it up around Drake, with him now fully contained inside and sheathed in her pussy. Slipping on her flip flops as well, Drake's lover looked over at Beldazaar's lamp and smiled. She now had a lover, a home, and a magic lamp all to herself. "By the way, you will call me Mistress from now on." She commanded to Drake, who was concerned with screwing her.
It would be obvious what was going on to any bystanders, but that didn't matter. Mistress stepped outside, as she finally felt Drake cum a huge load right into her womb. Covering her mouth to muffle her own climax, Mistress continued walking, letting the coitus continue.