Tiffany's eyes narrowed as she thought back to Lewis' advances, and awful behaviour. "Genie, you can't undo any wishes someone else made, can you?"
"You know I cannot."
"And the only wish Lewis made was about his penis?"
"Yes, that is correct."
A smile formed on Tiffany's face. "Then let's make that all he'll ever be. Genie, I wish that Lewis will be sucked into his cock, until all that remains is a large dildo. It's free for anyone to use, and many people do, even publicly. Lewis will remain fully conscious, but never able to move, speak, or do anything to change his current predicament. Everyone else will forget entirely about him ever existing, and the world will change so that he will always have been a dildo."
The genie smirked. "Your wish is my command."
"Oh, and I would also like to wish that everyone knows my body is off-limits to everyone except my master. No one will ever try to rape me, and no one will get in the way of me serving my master, even helping me to do my tasks." That way, the pervy maintenance guy wouldn't bar her from entering, and no one would dare defile her clothes nor her body. She would be perfect, ready to serve and please her master. As both wishes were granted, Tiffany found herself feeling freer. Her clothes were dry and crisp. She felt like she was forgetting something, or maybe someone. Didn't Master have a friend coming over? Of course, that must have been John, Mike's shy, nerdy friend. He and Mike got along well due to their gentle, caring personalities. She would have to make sure both dorms were clean before they arrived.
She replaced the genie's lamp to its original spot, though she didn't bother hiding the fact that she'd used it. She was sure that he'd approve of her using it to better serve him.
As she finished tidying up the room, she heard the door unlock. It was time to meet the new Mike...