Genie In A Bottle Of... Soda?
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Genie In A Bottle Of... Soda?
Richard was an unassuming man of twenty-five. He was an office worker for a company too large for him to have really any chance at upward mobility, and he was completely at peace with that. Ricky was a defeated man. He had spent his first years out of college with a degree in business trying everything to get ahead. All of his attempts failed, and he usually got injured somewhere along the way. Really his only claim to fame was back in high school after he lost his virginity and word got around of his "size"; he became known as "Big Dick Rick". Ricky had resolved himself to work from a desk every day of the rest of his life, and to take everything that came his way.
Of course, this doesn't mean that he no longer hoped for something better.
Truth be told, Ricky was just unlucky. He was a very smart man and all of his endeavors were well planned... they just never quite worked out.
Ricky was sitting at his desk in a stupor brought on by too much monotonous, repetitive work. He reached to his side and grabbed his bottle of soda, a foreign soda from the Mediterranean. One of Ricky's few quirks, he collected soda bottles. His goal was to eventually try every soda in existence. Today's soda was a lemon flavor. The flavoring was weak and seemed more like flavored water than soda.
He sighed and sat the bottle back down. Rarely did he find an imported soda worth buying a second time. Ricky soon finished his soda regardless and continued work.
It was not long till he began to feel kind of gaseous, so he hurried to the restroom. Once inside he entered a stall and sat down.
Dropping his pants, Ricky released an enormous belch. His belch was a bright yellow and lingered in the air with the smell of lemon.
"What the hell?" he said aloud, "This stuff can't be good for you."
"No, it is not." another female voice said.
"What? Who's in here?" he asked alarmed, he thought he had made sure the bathroom was empty.
The yellow vapor began to swirl together, and after a few moments had manifested into the shape of a woman. Hazel eyes, perfectly smooth skin, long flowing blond hair, and a thin smile that hid her sly nature.
She promptly slapped him across the face. "That is for drinking me instead of rubbing the damn bottle, dipshit."
"Ow!" he exclaimed, "What are you talking about?! Women aren't allowed in the mens room!"
She slapped him again. "Very funny," she slapped him a third time, "And that is for burping me up. Men are such pigs."
"Ow, that hurts! I wish you would stop hitting me!" he said indignantly, rubbing his reddening face.
"Your wish is my command," she mumbled. There was a loud popping noise and then silence.
"Wait, what did you say?" Rick asked.
"What?"
"What did you just say?"
"I just said 'what'"
"No, before that!"
"Men are pigs?"
"No, after that! I said to stop hitting me and then you said something!"
"Yes, what."
"What?"
"See, now you said it."
Rick glared at her for a moment before he remembered that he was indecent and scrambled to cover himself up. "Nothing I have not seen before, big boy, but you sure have a huge package," she teased with a smirk. Ricky blushed and pulled his pants up to cover himself.
"A shame, too, I always have some fun when insecure guys wish for a bigger dick. You do not seem quite like the insecure type... just a loser."
"Hey, I'm not a loser!" he argued, buckling up his belt. "Actually, I work here. I don't have time for this, I need to go get back to work now."
She stuck out her tongue at him. "Yes, but a job where you work as a mindless drone for very little money without any chance of a promotion. You live in a shitty apartment, drive a busted piece of crap you call a car, and you fail to even dress nicely. Come on, brown on brown on muted earth tones is just boring."
"You don't bother me," he lied, "And how do you know all those things about me?"
"I would slap you again for being a dumbass if you hadn't wished me not to. Are you daft? I've been talking about wishes all this time and I came out of a goddamned bottle. Genie in a bottle? You've been the slowest one to figure this out, in all of my one and a half thousand years as a genie."
Rick paused, stared at her, then reached out and slowly extended a finger to poke her and see if she was real. She poked his finger with hers, "ET... phone... home..." she whispered mockingly. "I am so damn close to switching your soul with a llama's, at least the llama would have wished for a pile of its own feces to eat by now."
"Wait... how do I know this isn't a joke? How many wishes do I get?"
"You'll know when you make a wish. There is no set number past three. I have to give you at least three, after that I can choose whether or not to grant them. I usually just grant whatever wish, though, you mortals wish for the silliest things."
"But will you try to make my wish turn out bad? Like if i wished for a dog then would you give me an evil dog that would try to kill me? Or something like that?"
"No. The genies who do that are just dicks. I give you what you truly want, even if it's not quite what you asked for. If you asked for a pizza then i would give you a pizza with sausage, your favorite topping, and anchovies."
"But I don't like anchovies..."
"Incorrect. You have never tasted an anchovy, but you will love them."
Ricky grinned to himself. A genie... his own genie. The world was his. Carpe diem and all that. Man, was he going to own the place. Plans started circulating through his mind, his time had finally come and he was going to get out of his apartment, get a house, get a car, and own a company.
"Look, idiot, if you aren't going to make a wish then give my bottle to someone who will. You're wasting genie."
He was silent for a moment, then spoke up. "Alright... I wish I owned a brand spanking new Honda Civic."
"Dammit, NO!" she yelled, "Get it through your damn head! I. AM. A. FUCKING.GENIE. You can have whatever you want, and you wish for a Honda Civic?! Your current car is a Civic! Wish for a Jaguar! A Ferrari! A Lamborghini!"
"But I like the Civic... Fine, I'll let you decide for me... I wish i had a new car."
"That's more like it! Wham!" she shouted, clapping her hands. There was a loud pop and then silence.
"Wham?"
"I had to add emphasis, I was just so proud you figured things out. But I'll say, you sure are one boring loser as far as cars go. I gave you what you will actually want, but it is still nothing super cool like I suggested."
"Well what car did i get?"
"It's waiting for you in the parking lot, let us leave this nasty office building and get you on your way to fame and fortune."
After all this they were still in a cramped bathroom stall. Thankfully nobody had come in. "Ill go get the bottle," Ricky told her. "Uh... just wait here."
Ricky ran from the bathroom to his desk, dodged the sight of his ogreish boss, and ran back to the bathroom. Once inside he reentered the stall. "Here," he handed her the bottle. "You really are an idiot. I cant hold the bottle because once I go inside then nobody is holding it, it falls, it breaks, and then i have to deal with a bunch of realtors before I can find a new place to live."
She handed Ricky the bottle back, then after a moment she began to evaporate into yellow mist and disappeared into the bottle. Ricky twisted the cap on and stuffed it in his jacket. Exiting the bathroom, Ricky quickly ran across the office toward the exit. He stopped at the door, though, and turned around to find the entire office staring at him. Should he do an epic telling-off of his coworkers and boss? "Uh..." he said, "I'm sick... explosive diarrhea..." with that he ran out of the office, down the stairs, and out of the building.
Now to find his car... He figured it would be in the same place as his old car so he walked to where he remembered parking. Ricky found it at last and knew it was his from across the lot. Once he saw it he loved it immediately. The color was a beautiful blue unlike anything he had seen. All sleek, shiny, and new. Ricky supposed that he had just never realized how cool the more sporty Nissan cars were. He reached into the pocket where he kept his keys and pulled out the new keys to his 350z. Unlocking the door, Ricky hopped inside onto perfect black leather seats. He found his mirrors and seats already adjusted more perfectly than he could have put them himself.
Ricky laughed triumphantly and pulled the bottle from his coat, twisting the cap off. He sat it on the passenger seat and stared at it a moment. "Alright, come out now..." He whispered to the bottle. He waited. He picked it up again, shook it, and sat it back down. He sighed, waiting some more for the genie to return. In the afternoon sun he noticed some smudges and dust on the bottle, so he picked it up and began wiping the bottle with the sleeve of his coat to clean it. The instant he rubbed it, the bottle started to spew blue vapor that materialized into the genie.
This time the genie took a more human form. She was about five feet and seven inches tall, all slim and fit. Her skin was a smooth, gorgeous, if somewhat pale cream, and her hair was attractively arranged in flowing locks of pure black. Her eyes were a brilliant blue much like his car, and her cerulean dress was almost to her knees. The dress fit every curve of her rump and bosom both tightly and perfectly, even showing a generous amount of the cleavage between her more than modest breasts. She reached toward him with long slender fingers trimmed perfectly and promtply slammed his head into the steering wheel.
"Hey! Ow! I said no hitting, remember? I wished for you not to hit me!" he yelped, rubbing his skull to ease the pain. Despite her appearance, she was incredibly strong.
"I know that. I did not hit you. I hit the steering wheel... with your head."
"Well why?!"
"You deserved it. It was for your own good. You need to learn to be a man. I heard you 'tell-off' the office... explosive diarrhea? You are a pussy. I have served girls with bigger balls than you," she scolded him with a glare. "Not literally, of course, your testicles are much above average in actual size. Learn to use them!"
"Ok, ok..." Ricky grumbled. He cranked the car and it purred to life. With a sigh of contentment at his car cranking the first time -unlike his old car- Ricky pulled out of the parking lot. He stopped before entering the highway. Not knowing which way to go, he turned to the genie. There was a pause as he got a second look at her. She looked completely different from how she appeared in the bathroom. "Wow. You're hot."
"Well thanks, I appeared in the female form most appealing to you... so I should be pretty good looking."
"Whats your name? I'm guessing you already know mine."
"Cailin. And yes, Richard, i know your name."
"I go by Rick or Ricky."
"I know that, but I will call you Richard because you actually prefer to be called Richard by females."
Ricky started to protest but realized she was right. "Okay, Cailin, where are we going?" he asked the genie, figuring she would have an idea where to go next.
Cailin sighed heavily, closing her eyes. "I do not make those decisions. We sure as hell are not going to your dumpy apartment, so maybe if you would go ahead and wish for a house then we would have somewhere to go."
Thinking about it, ricky pulled out onto the highway heading east to downtown. "Won't that be my third wish?" he asked.
"Well yeah... I said i give more than three."
"But you said after three you could choose not to grant any more wishes."
"Look, doofus, I will just be happy if you will make a wish. I will grant you every wish you could want if you would just hurry up and wish for something more extravagant than something a grandma would ask for."
"You are an angry person... err, genie."
"I am angry because I am sick of the noodles you have for a backbone and your overall boringness. The only exciting thing about you is your penis, which you never use."
"Hey, that's not quite fair. When was the last time you got laid?"
"Last week. The genie in the thermos next to me was a handsome fellow."
Ricky and Cailin glared at each other. "Alright, fine," she relented, "You use your dick fairly frequently... To masturbate to your rather perverted fantasies. Yeah, that is correct. I know all your little fetishes and quirks. How about wishing for those? I love to grant sexual wishes."
"Fine! I wish i had a huge house downtown and I wish that I would get laid tonight." Ricky said softly.
Cailin giggled and after a moment there were two loud pops followed by silence. "Keep on driving, stud, we will be at your new pad soon and i have a feeling some ladies will be waiting for you."
Smiling for the first time in weeks and with an optimistic outlook on life for the first time in years, Ricky stomped the gas and they zoomed down the freeway towards downtown San Antonio.
The genie directed him on where to turn, but for some reason Ricky felt like he had driven there before. Soon they pulled into a driveway that seemed more like a street, and arrived at a very palatial home. High on top of one of San Antonio's many hills, the house's various floors took up the entire top of the hill. All tile roofing and stone walls, Ricky knew he had found the house he had used to dream about. It was perfect.
The both of them exited the car, and Ricky found a new key on his keyring. He used it to unlock the front door, and stepped inside. After the female, of course. When he turned around after locking the door, Cailin was gone. In her place were two naked women. He realized after a moment that they were all Cailin. "There are two of you?"
The left one spoke, "Of course, idiot, it has been a fantasy of yours to have sex with two women at once. Well, actually... I take that back... not exactly what your fantasy is."
"What fantasy? And i didn't think it would be you who gets me laid!" he exclaimed, bewildered.
"What did I say earlier? I said that i took the female form most appealing to you. That means that I am the sexiest woman you have ever seen, and therefore the one that you would most desire in bed."
Without much to say, Ricky stared at their naked bodies. He found that Cailin was right, she had the most perfect form he had ever seen. The Cailins both had very large breasts but they were pert, perfectly round double D's capped with -oddly enough- thick nipples the same blue as their eyes.
"Why blue tits?"
"Do you like them?"
"Well, yeah, but that's not the-"
Both Cailins cut him off, "Oh but it is the point."
The two of them gave him a mischievous, sultry, slutty smile. "So come get us, Richard."
Ricky grinned and took one on each arm, walking away from the door and down the hall. "Where is the bedroom, ladies?"
"This way," they replied, "And hurry up... our nether regions are getting chilled."
The empowered young man suddenly found himself naked and sporting a naturally twelve inch erection. The Cailins both reached down and took hold of his member, beginning to stroke the rock hard length. "The only strong genes you have, I guess."
Gasping as his breath caught, Ricky felt his shaft throb needfully. The three of them entered a magnificent bedroom, it was completely white. The bed was the size of four king-sized beds put together, and all the sheets were pure white. The couches were white, as were the walls, couches, chairs, and ceiling. The Cailins released his shaft and pushed him onto his back on the bed. His member was dripping unusual amounts of precum which Cailin licked off with a tongue he now realized was bright blue.
The Cailins were changing before his eyes, twisting and distorting. First they grew pure white fur over their bodies, but their underbellies turned blue, Their ears became pointed cat ears and their hands and feet turned to sharply clawed blue paws. Tails grew from their rears, each about five feet of prehensile furriness that started wrapping around him. In just moments they became blue and white anthropomorphic cats. Their breasts grew even more, stretching out to large voluptuous basketballs.
"Cat people?" Ricky asked, surprised,
"Of course, Richard, it is what your mind tells me it wants." one of them replied, lowering her mouth down on his shaft. She used her long, rough cat tongue to lick and suck up and down his. length, making him moan in pleasure. "Wow, that feels amazing!" he exclaimed, nearly salivating from the mind-numbing pleasure.
The second Cailin giggled at him, and when he looked down at her crotch he saw that she was sporting a large blue erection. Her vivid blue length was complete with feline barbs and was only sliightly smaller tthan his own cock. She smirked at him, "Part of your fantasy, Richard." With that she shoved her blue cock into his mouth and he began to suck her delicious precum from the tip. He had never given oral before, but from receiving it he knew well how to please a dick with his mouth.
The Cailin inside his mouth began to slide in and out, and he could feel her dripping pussy gushing blue liquid onto his chest. She gasped at Ricky's talent, beginning to thrust in and out of his mouth faster. "My, my, Richard... Where did you learn to do that?"
She looked down into his eyes, the depth of her blue irises seeming endless to him. "Richard, are you not going to wish to have the body you have always wanted? Here i am having all the fun..." she giggled. Ricky was lost in his task, but tried to speak around the shaft in his mouth. He could barely keep his tongue from playing with her barbs long enough to attempt words.
"Oh, silly me!" she laughed, removing herself from his mouth. "Must be hard to make a wish while sucking my wonderful blue cock, right, Love?"
Ricky was disappointed that her delicious length had left his mouth, but used the time to first breath, and then speak. "I wish I had the body of my dreams."
"Now things will get good!" she cackled before stuffing herself back in his mouth. The other Cailin still had his foot long cock down her throat, no gag reflex keeping her from putting the whole thing in.
He really had no idea what the body of his dreams was, but Cailin hadn't steered him wrong yet... he trusted her. She did seem to know his every inner thought, after all.
The first thing he felt was his skin beginning to burn. The Cailin he was busily pleasuring spun around to face the other way, her slit now dripping blue onto his face, and she started massaging his chest. This soothed the maddening burning itch, and he moaned around her cock..
In a split second black fur erupted from new follicles all over his body, leaving him in a gorgeous coat of pure black fur. His hands and feet felt cramped, bones reforming into powerful clawed paws. His legs became digitigrade, allowing bipedal movement on his new paws. There was a sensation that shot through his shaft as he felt it grow inside Cailin's throat, nearly choking her. A large knot formed on the base, and a sheath with it. Cailin paid extra attention to his knot, which was a much more sensitive part of his member. Each touch and lick there was like ten touches and licks everywhere else. He almost came right there, but Cailin pulled off of him and he felt a cold metal ring slide down his length before she positioned her dripping blue pussy above him and fell down upon his conical canine prick, impaling herself upon him.
A cock ring?! She wasn't going to let him cum? "That is right, Love," the Cailin in his mouth giggled, "You like being denied your orgasm by someone more dominant than you. You want to be my submissive little wolfy pet... only cumming when I let you."
The ring on his now vibrant red dick made it inflate even larger, he could feel himself stretching the limits of the Cailin riding him. She was right, of course, he wasnt very dominant and it provided a new thrill to submit to her... to only cum on her command... he knew now that it was what he wanted.
Ricky's face stretched out into a black wolf's muzzle filled with sharp white fangs and a longer red tongue. The added length of his maw and tongue let him pleasure Cailin's blue shaft even better, making her cry out in bliss. Each time she moaned, blue precum shot from her tip into his mouth- a great incentive to do everything he could to pleasure his mistress. Blue fluids came from her slit as well with each of her thrusts into his mouth, painting his muzzle in blue,
His ears became pointed, his belly fur turned blood red, as did his eyes. A long furry tail snaked from his ass, the red tip a cute addition. His body lost most of its muscle, instead becoming taller and lankier, and making his now two foot red shaft ridiculously large for his body. Red pre leaked from his tip, and red saliva leaked around his mouth.
Even stronger sensations erupted from his groin, and a second and equivalent cock grew directly under his original. The Cailin riding him wasted no time putting the lower cock at her rear entrance and hilting all two feet him in one go. He tried to cum right there, but a cock ring appeared on his newest shaft as well. His orgasm came up dry. It was maddening not to be able to cum! With the added stimulation to Cailin, however, she spewed a torrent of blue cum all over his groin, and he noticed she also had a blue shaft she was frantically stroking.
The upper Cailin in his mouth finally blew her load of bright blue cum into his eager maw. It seemed like gallons and gallons flowed from the tip, and Ricky swallowed every bit of the salty treat. Already good to go for round two, she kept on thrusting into his mouth. The Cailin riding him was still moving his shafts in and out of her abused cunt and ass. They seemed to have endless stamina, this could be a long night.
Something entirely new grew from his chest, new weight crushing him more against the bed. Ricky had his very own pair of black furred basketball breasts in just moments. His thick red nipples grew outwards as well, making six inch nipple cocks. They dribbled pure white milk, and each Cailin leaned over to take on inter her mouth. Suckling on them released more milk, and the Cailins gobbled it up like the cats they were.
The flow of milk stopped though as cock rings were added to his nipples as well. It was torture. He had four cocks ready to erupt, but he was distracted from this by the addition of something that couldn't have a cock ring... A velvety red pussy appeared underneath his ball sack, and the Cailin riding his shafts dismounted to shove her now dual cocks straight into his virgin ass and pussy. The upper Cailin withdrew from his mouth and took the other's abandoned post, slamming herself onto his twin shafts and alternating between pawing and sucking his nipple cocks.
The Cailin penetrating him gave the other a reach-around to her now double cocks, and they began to move in perfect rhythm.
"Oh, god...." Ricky moaned, feeling like he would explode from the pleasure. For some reason his pussy refused to climax, and his four cocks had probably about four orgasms of pressure built up. Both Cailins came from cock and pussy, filling Ricky to the brim with blue cum and spraying it all over his breasts, torso, and face. He licked up all of the blue seed he could reach with his tongue, Cailin tastes incredible.
As they orgasmed, Cailin meowed loudly and slammed herself down onto his knots, hilting him into her and tying them together."Now, my pet... cum for me!" the cock rings disappeared, and the moment they were gone he erupted.
Both shafts sprayed wildly into Cailin, ballooning her slim belly as he filled her insides with his red seed. His ass and pussy clenched on the other Cailin, pussy shuddering around her shaft in waves and red cum shooting from around the blue cock. His nipple cocks sprayed their white milk both into her mouth and all over the bed. The bed looked like a tie-dye shirt by the time their orgasms finished, stained red, blue, and every shade of purple where they had mixed together. He was still knotted and unable to withdraw from one Cailin but the other pulled put of him and laid across his chest, licking up the spilled milk and cum with a rough but pleasurable tongue.
She scooped some cum up with her paws and poured it into his eager maw. He swallowed every bit he could, relishing the bitter salty taste.
"And that, Richard, is how you make a wish."