15 minutes later, you walk out of your English class wondering if Ms. Darmin will get dressed and cleaned up before her next class.
"Have fun?" You find Amina waiting outside the door.
"You waited for me? Or were you just spying from outside?" Amina's red face shows that she is aware of what occured inside. "You're not jealous are you?"
"Me? Of that old hag? Ha!" she says, trying to laugh it off, but you can tell she wanted to be in there with you.
"What gets me is that I never wished for her to want to fuck me, she did it on her own." you ponder out loud.
"Well, actually, master, you're sort of responsible"
"How's that?"
"Well, you know how you wish that your thoughts could come true?" God, she's cute when she's explaining things, "Well, you think like a porn movie, everyone around you gets horny."
"Even you?"
"I'm a genie, I have infinite magical powers, I am more powerful than anything you can even think to imagine..." her hand reaches under her skirt "I'm a hundred times more horny than all the people here combined... I'm guessing, since I've never felt this way before."
This realization and the fact that you teased her with your teacher earlier makes you feel a guilty, "Well, how about I make it up to you? We can fuck right now!" you offer.
"Really?" her clothes have already shimmered away and she's hopping up and down expectantly, very noticably naked. So noticably in fact, your fellow students passing through can't help but notice.
"Hold it, 'Mina. Put your clothes back on." Her school girl clothes return, somewhat disheveled, but in place. A look of rejection is on your genie's face like a child being denied ice cream. "I have other plans at the moment." |