James put his hands together. "But first, let's get some privacy. I wish we had a private office in the school."
May put her hands together and nodded. "Your wish is my command, my master," she said, and suddenly the two were in a mid-sized office, incongruously plush for a school, the walls panelled with mahogany, the furniture comfortable and antiquated. James found himself reclining back in a high backed armchair.
"Very good, May. Now, I think we'll start with your best friend, Alice Carter."
"What did she do to you, my master?" May managed to ask.
Well, wasn't that the question? Alice was too sweet to be genuinely cruel, but not bright enough to notice when she'd been insensitive. The odd backhanded comment she didn't know was mean, posting photos James was in but unfortunate enough to look dreadful in... well, that was school meme fodder for weeks! But beyond that... she was hot! Shoulder-length blonde hair, big blue eyes, pouty lips, big bouncy D cup tits on a petite little 5'2'' frame... He had to have some fun with her, clearly!
"Just do as you're told," he said peevishly, "I wish Alice Carter was in the room."
Sure enough, the wish worked, and Alice appeared. Startled, she looked about, before her eyes focused on her friend and she gasped. "May? Is that y- what have you done to her, James?!" she squeaked. She stomped one foot petulantly, the motion making her jugs jiggle in her white tank top, her tanned legs on display in jean shorts.
May couldn't answer, struggling against the genie curse. James butted in, raising a hand. "Alice, look, you need to worry about yourself, alright? You see... May, I wish..."