"I wish he was human again!"
I sighed. I didn't like reversing wishes that I'd granted, but even a reversed wish is still a wish. And that means it's still an opportunity for me to have fun... after a moment's thought, I snapped my fingers, and the wish reworded itself.
"I wish he was INSIDE A human BODY again!"
"Done!"
When David turned back to the mirror again, Trevor was sitting on the edge of the sink where he'd left the jockstrap, looking just like he had a few minutes ago.
"Oh thank god, Trev, I'm so sorry," David blurted out, reaching out to grab Trevor's shoulders, "Are you okay?"
Trevor stared at him for a moment, eyes bleary. Then, slowly, he looked down.
David followed his gaze, then yelped, stumbling back and quickly pulling up his pants.
"Fuck, there I go again, I didn't even realize I still had them off."
"It's okay," Trevor managed, expression starting to come into focus. "Not like I haven't seen it before. Heh."
David still looked worried, but he let out a sigh of relief.
"I'm just glad you can even talk again, I mean... I should have asked your permission first, right?"
Hovering in the corner of the room, I smiled to myself. Sure, David was still putting up a fuss. But even now, his mind was struggling to hold on to his old point of view. He'd already made the wishes, hadn't he? Once you start messing with a mortal's words, their memories and desires, they can only go so long before they give in and start wanting what you want them to.
"Genie," David said, snapping me out of my thoughts, "I'm glad he's okay, and I guess he didn't mind it much, but I still feel bad about doing that to Trevor. I... I want to give him one of my wishes to make up for it. Can I do that?"
I briefly weighed my options. I could tell him that would be impossible until the 24 hours were up, but, then again, if I had my way Trevor might end up back as a happy jockstrap by then. And... a free wish is a free wish...
Besides — over David's shoulder, Trevor was absently licking his lips, expression distant and dissatisfied, barely registering what David was saying. If I can't trust my master to provide me with an entertaining wish, maybe Trevor can help him along. After all, he's only happy when he's sucking dick.
"Certainly, master! Whatever he wishes for next, it shall be done."
David sighed with relief, then turned, grinning, back to Trevor.
"Hear that, Trevor? I want you to know I'm really sorry, so, you can have one of my wishes. You don't need to ask me for permission or anything, just make a wish, and my genie will grant it for you. It's the least I can do."