She looked around furtively then locked her gaze on me and ran across the street as cars screeched their brakes.
"You may be the master of ring, but you'll find it takes more than a ring to tame a genie!"
She blinked her eyes and suddenly everyone on the street including me was naked. She cursed in Arabic as she saw that while my watch had vanished with my clothes, the ring remained. I glanced up at the commotion on the bus. The little old lady who had been sitting in the front window was gone, but everyone else was naked. I recalled seeing a police officer on the corner before all this started.
"I wish I was dressed, and would remain so until I wish otherwise," I commanded. The naked woman grimaced, but clenched her eyes. I was dressed again. I took her by the arm and led her to the naked buff guy sitting on the fire hydrant with his head in his hands.
"Officer?" I asked.
He looked up with tears streaming down his cheeks. The genie had removed his clothes, but left him his badge and handcuffs. The badge had no clothing to pierce, so now the strong steel pin pierced his left areola. The reason he was seated on the fire hydrant was that one cuff was secured tightly around the base of his cock and scrotum like a fiendish cock ring. The other cuff was locked to the hydrant valve.
I stifled a laugh, and glared at the woman.
"So I dislike policemen more then I dislike men," she hissed.
"My you are a bitch," I commented.
Then I decided to make another wish.