"Hello, sugar," your voice dripped with a Southern twang. You stared at your master, cute, sexy, small, and unassuming as he was. You barely had the sense that you had been a college guy earlier that day. But that made no sense. College was years ago for this lovely Southern lady. You brushed your curly blonde hair out of your eyes and stuck out your perky DD-cup bosom. Even at age 41, your girls still did you proud with your master. His adorable brown eyes widened in surprise.
"Uhh... M-Mark?" Colin asked.
"Who's Mark, good-lookin'? I'm Mandy, obviously," you corrected him. On some deeper level, you felt like you recognized that name somehow. You tipped your straw cowboy hat to him as a greeting. You turned and slipped your hand into the back pocket of your Daisy-Duke jeans. They struggled to hold in your still bouncy and perky ass. You winked at him.
Colin frowned and took a step back. You stopped smiling and being playful. Something wasn't right. You could tell. Colin took another step back and started to shake his head. Your master wasn't liking something about this. He turned around and made for his bedroom.
"Where are you going, baby?" Marinette asked, coyly playing with her long black hair.
Frowning, you cut in, "Obviously, Master has something he needs to take care of. Isn't that right, sugar?"
"Uh, s-sure," Colin stammered. That was obviously was a lie, but the look in his eye was appreciative of the excuse you had given him. "Could you girls, uh, just wait here for a bit, alright?"
"Can do!" Lucy said with a salute. She teased her cleavage towards Colin. "Don't be too long now." She winked. The other girls smiled at him. Though Marlinette gave Lucy a side-eyed glare. You shook your head. These girls had nothing between the ears, bless their little hearts. Colin nodded nervously and went upstairs.
"I do believe the ladies' room is upstairs," you said. "Why don't you girls decide which one of you will go first?"
"You don't want to be first?" Christina asked. That shy girl really needed to step out of her shell, especially with her blessings.
"A proper lady has no problem with patiently waiting her turn, you see," you reply. It wasn't entirely the truth, but you weren't interested in blowing Master's brains out at the moment.
"That's, like, super awesome of you, Mandy!" Jamie, the dumb blonde cheerleading bimbo, said. Bless her heart. You smiled and ascended the stairs. When the girls' loud voices could be heard in the kitchen as they debated, you politely knocked on young Master's door.
"U-um!" Colin's voice yelped.
"Easy there, sweetheart, I'm just here to talk is all," you said. There was a moment's pause. "I swear on my Daddy's grave." The door unlocked and opened. Colin stepped aside, and you walked in.
"Um, th-thanks, for earlier, I suppose," he mumbled, shutting the door again.
"Of course, darlin'," you said to him, sitting down on the bed. "I've been around the block enough times to know when someone is in the middle of a freakout. You were looking at all of us like it was the first time ever." Something about that observation made sense to you. But you couldn't quite put a finger on why. "Not to mention you called by a man's name. Is there something you ought to tell me?"
Colin looked down and away. "I doubt you'd even believe me."
"Try me." You resist the urge to wink again. That had made him uncomfortable before.
"W-well, it's just that, you used to be my best friend named, Mark, not even three hours ago," Colin quickly said. "You had given me this lamp that had a genie in it. I made a wish so that me and my friends could have our own harems. But the genie didn't seem to understand and turned my friends, including you, into my harem. This isn't what I had wanted. Well, I mean, having a harem of my own was, but I wanted to share it with you guys. I didn't want to turn you into the girls in my harem. And I'm the only one of us who remembers how things used to be."
You blink a few times in surprise. But somehow, that same nagging feeling from earlier, seemed to rear its ugly head in response to Colin's tale. Once again, something about it seemed to add up in your mind.
"That is... quite the tale," you said. Colin huffed and folded his arms. "Now hold on a minute there. I didn't say I didn't believe you. Truth be told, I knew something felt off from the moment I walked through your front door. Unlike the ditzy airheads downstairs, this lady has a brain. I recognized the name Mark as my own for some reason. That was my name as your friend, correct?"
"Yeah, so... wait, you believe me?" Colin asked.
"Probably more willing to than the other girls," you said. "My question to you is what do you do from here? Do you just leave things be or do you try to fix the mistake?"
"Well, what do you want?" Colin asked.
"Whatever makes your heart happiest, sugar," you said sweetly. "So what will it be?"