Be Careful What You Wish For (TG Story) - Chapter 5

Be Careful What You Wish For

(TG Story)

By FemmeForgie

Mark just wanted to do his best friend a solid. Dave was a great guy—loyal, funny, but painfully awkward and still a virgin at 25. So when Mark stumbled on a dusty old lamp and a genie popped out, he figured, why not use some magic to finally get Dave laid? His wish was simple: a sexy, caring, absolutely smoking hot woman to rock Dave’s world. But the genie had other plans. Instead of summoning the perfect woman, the bastard turned Mark into her—a curvy, drop-dead gorgeous bombshell with tits, hips, and a body built for sin. Now, stuck in this insanely hot female form, Mark realizes there's only one way to make the wish come true: he has to be the one to fuck his best friend. And the more he thinks about it… the more his new body wants to.

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Chapter 5

The genie let out a sultry, delighted giggle, her glowing golden eyes sparkling with pure, mischievous glee.

"Ohhh, my poor, shy master~" she cooed, tilting her head as she licked her plump lips. "If you will not undress yourself... then allow me to do it for you~"

Dave’s breath hitched.

"W-wait, what—?"

The genie suddenly lifted both of her hands, her wrists elegantly twisting in an impossibly graceful and sensual motion, her delicate fingers moving as if she were teasingly stripping an invisible man, rolling her wrists in a seductive, slow undressing motion.

And then—

Magic happened.

Dave gasped as his hoodie suddenly loosened around him—then ripped itself away, as if some invisible hands had suddenly yanked it off.

"W-WOAH—!"

Before he could react, his undershirt followed immediately after, the soft fabric peeling itself from his skin, slipping upward over his chest, over his shoulders—

And then—

With a final, teasing whip of her wrists, the genie finished her motion with a flourish—

And Dave's upper body was suddenly completely naked.

His hoodie and shirt vanished, flickering out of existence in a small puff of shimmering smoke, leaving his bare chest, stomach, and entire torso fully exposed.

Dave froze.

His entire body went rigid.

His chest—his slimmer, less muscular, far less sculpted chest—was now completely on display for the genie to see.

And her expression?

Was absolutely delighted.

"Mmmmmhhh~" she purred, her plump lips curling into a teasing, seductive smirk as her golden eyes roamed his now-exposed body. "Now this is much better~"

Dave’s breath stuttered.

His face burned brighter than the sun.

He instinctively tried to cover himself, his hands flying to his chest, his arms crossing over his bare skin as if that would somehow protect him from her hungry gaze.

"W-what the FUCK—"

But the genie only giggled, tilting her head as she stepped closer, her huge, barely-covered breasts bouncing slightly with each motion.

"Ohhh, my dear, shy little master~" she cooed, her voice dripping with playful dominance. "Why hide yourself~?"

Her golden eyes gleamed as she reached forward—

And dragged a single, delicate finger down the center of his exposed, bare chest.

Dave shuddered.

His breath hitched.

His entire body was on fire.

"Mmmmhh~" the genie let out a long, appreciative hum, grazing her fingertips down his skin, tracing along his sternum, before her nails lightly dragged across his ribs. "Such smooth skin~..."

She let her fingers wander, trailing lower, her smirk widening. "And yet~..."

Her plump lips curled into something playful.

"Not quite as sculpted as your larger, more... dominant friend over here~" she teased, casting a quick glance toward Mark, who was still standing there, still completely naked, watching with a deeply amused smirk.

"PFFFFT—" Mark let out a loud, booming laugh, crossing his arms over his thick, rock-hard chest. "Dude, she just called you small~!"

Dave’s entire soul left his body.

He groaned, his hands clenching into fists, his face so red he thought he might explode from sheer embarrassment.

The genie only giggled, running her fingertips back up his chest in slow, teasing circles.

"Ohhh~ but worry not, my little master~" she purred, her voice thick with sultry warmth. "For I have yet to fully assess you~"

Her golden eyes flickered downward.

Lower.

Toward his pants.

Dave’s stomach dropped.

His cock twitched.

And suddenly—

He realized where this was going.

His heart stopped.

His blood froze.

Because the genie—

The literal, impossibly sexy genie of fertility—

Had just smirked.

And with a slow, teasing lick of her lips—

She lifted both hands again.

And this time?

She was clearly aiming lower.

"Now then, my sweet little master~..." she purred, golden eyes glowing with mischief, her fingers twirling in the air like she was about to strip him bare.

"Shall we see the rest~?"

Dave’s entire soul left his body.

“WAIT, WAIT, WAIT—!!”

The genie’s golden eyes sparkled with wicked delight as she lifted both hands, her wrists rolling in the most sensual, hypnotic, purely erotic motion imaginable.

Her fingers curled, twisting in the air as if she were teasingly stripping an invisible man, her hips swaying in sync with the motion, her entire glorious, busty, thick form moving like she was performing a slow, sensual ritual of undressing.

Dave’s heart slammed against his ribs. His stomach dropped into the abyss. His entire body locked up in sheer, utter terror.

“W-WAIT, WAIT, DON’T—!!”

Too late.

With one final, dramatic, sensuous motion of her wrists—

Dave’s pants suddenly loosened.

Then—

They dropped.

"HUUUUUUUUHHHH?!"

His belt undid itself. His waistband peeled away. His boxers yanked themselves downward.

And in a single swoop—

Dave’s pants and underwear fell completely to the floor.

His entire lower half was now fully exposed—

His cock. His balls. His everything.

Completely bare. Completely vulnerable. Completely out for the entire world to see.

Dave’s soul shattered.

His face ignited into an atomic explosion of embarrassment.

And the worst part?

He was already rock-hard.

Fully. Erect.

His stiff, throbbing cock stood proudly upright, twitching slightly in the open air, the head flushed, his thick shaft pulsing painfully from the sheer, agonizingly intense arousal he had been holding back this entire time.

His balls hung full and heavy, exposed to the universe, vulnerable, completely unprotected.

And the genie?

The literal goddess of fertility standing before him?

She giggled.

"Oooooohhhhhh~" she purred, her golden eyes gleaming as they devoured the sight before her, flickering up and down, her plump lips curling into a sultry, knowing smirk.

"Now, this~..." she cooed, licking her lips, "this is what I have been waiting to see~"

Dave let out a strangled, broken, mortified noise, his entire body locking up, his hands grabbing uselessly at the air like he could somehow pull his pants back up with his sheer will alone.

"WH-WH-WH-WHAT THE FUCK—?!"

Mark, still standing completely naked, watching this unfold like it was the best show he had ever seen in his life, immediately burst out laughing.

"PFFFFFFFFF—DUUUUUUUUDE!!" Mark howled, doubling over slightly, his shoulders shaking with uncontrollable laughter. "HOLY FUCK!!"

Dave whipped his head around, his entire face burning hotter than the sun, his body screaming in humiliation.

"MARK, SHUT THE FUCK UP—!!"

But Mark was gone.

Absolutely gone.

The man was crying with laughter, gripping his own abs, barely able to breathe. "DUDE—DUDE—YOU JUST—" He gasped, wiping at his eyes, "—YOU JUST FULLY GOT MAGICALLY STRIPPED IN FRONT OF THE HOTTEST WOMAN IN EXISTENCE, BRO—"

Dave wanted to die.

He actually wanted to die.

His entire fucking cock was on display, standing at full attention, TWITCHING OBSCENELY IN THE OPEN AIR, and Mark wouldn’t fucking stop laughing.

The genie, however?

The genie was utterly delighted.

"Mmmmh~" she purred, her glowing golden eyes fixated on Dave’s twitching, pulsing, embarrassingly eager erection. "Ohhh, but what have we here~?"

Dave frozen.

Completely still.

Not breathing.

His cock throbbed again.

The genie giggled.

"Ohhh~ my poor little master~*" she cooed, tilting her head, golden eyes devouring his stiff, exposed manhood. "You were so very shy before~... but your body tells me an entirely different story~"

Dave let out a strangled, choked noise.

The genie’s lips curled into something downright wicked.

"Mmmmmhh~" she let out a sultry hum, her fingers twitching with playful delight. "Now, my dear master~..."

She took a single step closer.

Her huge, scandalously jiggling tits bounced heavily with the motion, her thick, curvy hips swaying hypnotically, her golden jewelry jingling softly as she closed the distance between them.

Dave’s breath stopped.

"Shall we see just how eager you truly are~?"

Dave’s brain shut down.

The genie let out a deep, sultry hum, her golden eyes gleaming with pure, mischievous delight as her fingers drifted lower.

Dave’s breath stalled.

His entire body locked up.

His cock, already painfully erect, twitched violently in the open air—completely exposed, completely vulnerable, completely at the mercy of the fertility genie’s touch.

And then—

She reached him.

Her soft, delicate fingers brushed over his pubic hair, her nails grazing lightly against his sensitive skin, trailing teasingly around the base of his achingly hard, completely exposed, fully erect cock.

Dave shuddered violently.

A strangled, helpless moan escaped his throat.

“Hhhhhhhnnnn—!!”

The genie’s plump lips curled into a slow, seductive smirk.

"Mmmmmhh~" she purred, her fingers teasingly exploring the soft, neatly trimmed hair surrounding his stiff, throbbing length. "Now, now, my dear, shy master~"

Her golden eyes flickered with amusement as she sensually traced her fingers along the base of his cock, her nails dragging lightly, sending a sharp, painful jolt of arousal straight through Dave’s already overstimulated body.

"Such a healthy patch of hair~" she murmured, tilting her head as if in deep fascination, her fingers brushing dangerously close to where his throbbing erection ached for attention. "Mmmmhh, such a natural display of your masculine essence~"

Dave whimpered.

His throat was dry.

His breath hitched violently.

His cock twitched painfully.

And then—

She touched it.

Her fingers—soft, delicate, warm—grazed slowly along his exposed shaft, trailing up from the base, teasing over the ridges of his length, her nails barely pressing into the skin, her touch infuriatingly light as she scrutinized him with sheer, sensual curiosity.

Dave’s knees buckled.

His entire body spasmed.

A helpless, shaky moan escaped his lips.

“Hhhhhhhuuuhhhh—!!”

The genie grinned wickedly.

"Ohhhh~" she purred, feeling his cock pulse violently beneath her touch, "but what have we here~?"

Her fingers slid upward, sensually exploring the thick, achingly stiff shaft, grazing teasingly along the pulsing veins, slowly making her way to the flushed, sensitive tip.

Dave let out a sharp gasp.

His cock throbbed violently.

His balls ached painfully.

He could barely breathe.

"Mmmhh, such fascinating reactions~" the genie giggled, watching his body tremble under her touch, watching his thick, aching erection throb with helpless, undeniable arousal.

"Ohhh, my poor, shy master~" she cooed, fingertips dancing along his sensitive shaft, "you are so very eager for my touch~"

Dave squeezed his eyes shut.

His entire body burned.

His cock pulsed violently beneath her teasing fingers, aching, pleading, desperate for relief.

And then—

She wrapped her fingers fully around his throbbing, helplessly twitching cock.

Dave moaned sharply.

His knees nearly gave out.

Mark?

Mark was fucking crying with laughter.

“OH MY FUCKING GOD, DUDE—” Mark wheezed, doubling over, completely naked, absolutely losing it at the sheer fucking absurdity of what was happening.

Dave?

Dave was gonna die.

The moment the genie’s soft, warm fingers wrapped fully around Dave’s throbbing, painfully erect cock, his entire body spasmed.

A sharp, helpless moan escaped his lips.

“Hhhhhhhnnnnghh—!!”

His knees buckled, his hands twitching uselessly at his sides, his entire body betraying him as his cock pulsed violently beneath her delicate yet firm grip.

The genie let out a low, sensual giggle, her plump lips curling into a wicked, knowing smirk as she felt him twitch helplessly in her grasp.

"Ooooohhh~" she purred, slowly tightening her hold, gently squeezing his thick, aching shaft, her golden eyes glowing with pure, unfiltered mischief and delight. "My poor little master~..."

She gave a single, slow stroke from the base to the tip, her nails grazing lightly against his sensitive skin, teasing him, playing with him, studying his every reaction with fascination.

Dave shuddered violently.

His hips jerked forward instinctively, seeking more, desperate for relief, his entire body overcome with raw, unbearable arousal.

“A-ahhhhhh—!!”

The genie let out a delighted hum, her fingers tracing his length, scrutinizing every ridge, every pulsing vein, every throbbing inch of flesh.

"Mmmmmhh~" she hummed playfully, tilting her head as she felt his cock throb violently in her palm. "So very reactive~..."

Her plump lips parted slightly, her golden gaze flickering up to his face, taking in his wide, trembling eyes, his flushed, burning skin, his pathetically desperate expression as he tried—and failed—to hold himself together.

"Ohhh, my sweet, shy master~" she giggled, her wicked smirk deepening. "You seem to be in quite the state~"

She let out a low, sensual moan, running her nails teasingly along the underside of his shaft, feeling his thick, throbbing cock pulse violently in her hand.

"Mmmmmhh, such a sensitive little thing~" she cooed, dragging her fingers slowly down to his heavy, aching balls, cupping them, weighing them, massaging them gently in her palm.

Dave gasped sharply.

His hips bucked forward involuntarily.

His cock twitched so hard he nearly collapsed.

His breath came in short, desperate pants, his body betraying him at every turn, his mind completely lost to the overwhelming sensation of her touch.

He couldn’t take it.

He was too aroused.

Too sensitive.

Too painfully desperate.

And the worst part?

She knew it.

"Mmmhh~" the genie let out a low, breathy giggle, her golden eyes gleaming with pure, sensual delight. "Ohhhh, but you are quite the needy little master, aren't you~?"

Dave’s face burned hotter than the sun.

His cock twitched helplessly in her grasp.

And then—

Mark lost it.

Mark, still completely naked, still standing there like a goddamn Adonis, still watching this unfold like it was the funniest shit he had ever seen in his life—

Burst out laughing.

"PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT—"

He doubled over, his massive, sculpted chest shaking, his eight-pack flexing as he completely fucking died of laughter.

"DUDE—DUDE—SHE'S FUCKING ANALYZING YOU—" Mark wheezed, gripping his abs, his cocky smirk splitting into a full, uncontrollable grin. "**BRO, SHE'S FONDLING YOUR BALLS LIKE A DAMN SCIENTIST—"

Dave wanted to disappear.

No.

Dave wanted to fucking die.

His rock-hard, fully exposed, completely twitching cock was being played with like a goddamn experiment, his balls literally being weighed in a fucking fertility test, and Mark was losing his fucking mind.

The genie, however?

She was just enjoying herself.

"Mmmmmhh~" she giggled, grazing her nails lightly along his throbbing length, tilting her head in mock curiosity. "Ohhh, but my dear master~" she cooed, her golden eyes flashing with deep amusement. "We have only just begun~"

She wrapped her fingers firmly around him again, her soft, teasing grip tightening just slightly—

And Dave’s knees nearly gave out.

"Hhhuuuuuhhhh—!!"

His breath hitched violently.

His entire body spasmed.

His cock pulsed so hard it nearly brought him to his fucking knees.

And the genie?

The genie just grinned.

Because she wasn’t done with him yet.

The genie let out a slow, sultry hum, her golden eyes practically glowing as she continued her thorough examination of Dave’s exposed, trembling form.

Her soft, delicate fingers still cradled his achingly full, vulnerable balls, gently rolling them in her palm, her plump lips curling into a wicked grin as she felt them twitch under her touch.

"Mmmmmhh~" she purred, tilting her head in mock curiosity. "So sensitive, my dear little master~"

Dave’s body was shaking.

His legs were trembling.

His cock was pulsing violently, twitching with each agonizingly slow movement of her teasing fingers.

He was completely overwhelmed.

Completely helpless under her expert touch.

And worst of all—

He couldn’t stop moaning.

"Hhhnnnnnhhhh—!!"

The sound escaped before he could even stop it, his breath hitching, his cock stiffening even more painfully, his entire body betraying him as she continued her merciless scrutiny.

The genie giggled.

"Ohhh, my, my, my~" she cooed, her voice dripping with playful amusement as she let her fingers trail back up, slowly wrapping her soft hand around his throbbing, twitching cock once more.

Her grip was light, teasing, deliberate—a scientific touch, as if she were genuinely analyzing his body, feeling every inch of his sensitivity, every reaction, every desperate pulse of arousal that he couldn’t control.

"Mmmmmhh, such a fascinating specimen~" she murmured, running a single nail along the underside of his shaft, watching with pure delight as his cock twitched violently in response.

"Ohhh, my dear little master~" she purred, tilting her head as she watched his entire body struggle to remain upright. "You are so very responsive~"

Dave’s breath was ragged.

His entire face was on fire.

His cock was betraying him with every agonizing twitch.

And Mark?

Mark was fucking crying with laughter.

"DUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE—" Mark wheezed, his rock-hard, sculpted abs shaking from sheer amusement, his cocky smirk so wide it looked painful. "YOU’RE LITERALLY GETTING A MAGICAL FERTILITY ASSESSMENT RIGHT NOW—"

Dave wanted to die.

The genie giggled again, her fingers tracing his length, her nails lightly scratching along his sensitive tip as she watched him squirm.

Then—

She suddenly tightened her grip—

And gave his throbbing cock a single, firm, deliberate stroke.

Dave’s knees nearly gave out.

His cock pulsed violently.

His hips jerked forward on instinct, desperate for more, his body screaming in raw arousal—

And then—

A deep, broken moan tore from his throat.

"Hhhhuuuuuaaaaaaahhh—!!"

The genie grinned.

"Ohhhh~" she purred, watching him tremble, watching his cock twitch helplessly in her grasp. "I do believe we have found something very interesting indeed~"

Dave’s soul shattered.

His dignity was gone.

And Mark?

Mark was just having the time of his life.

"BRO, YOU JUST MOANED LIKE A DAMN VIRGIN IN A PORNO—" Mark howled, tears of laughter streaming down his face, his massive, muscular frame shaking uncontrollably.

Dave’s entire body burned with embarrassment.

And the genie?

The genie just smirked wickedly.

Because she was not done yet.

The genie let out a slow, sultry hum, her golden eyes glowing with mischief as she continued to lightly trace her fingers along Dave’s throbbing cock, feeling every twitch, every helpless pulse, every desperate reaction of his overstimulated, achingly hard body.

She tilted her head, her plump lips curling into a playful, knowing smirk, her golden gaze locked onto his face—watching him, studying him, enjoying every moment of his raw, helpless arousal.

Then, she giggled.

"Mmmmh~" she purred, rolling her fingers teasingly over the base of his shaft, before gently cupping his heavy, full balls again, weighing them in her palm. "My dear little master~..."

Dave shuddered violently, his entire body trembling, his cock twitching helplessly in her grip.

"Hhhhnnnngghhh—!!"

The genie let out a soft, delighted hum, her plump lower lip caught between her teeth as she lightly squeezed his aching, sensitive balls, feeling their weight, feeling how full they were, how needy, how desperately pent-up he was.

Then—

She let out a low, breathy giggle.

"Ohhhhh, my dear, shy master~" she cooed, tilting her head in mock curiosity, "I must say—"

Her nails lightly dragged along his shaft, her soft, warm fingers trailing back up, wrapping around his twitching, swollen cock once more, giving it a single, firm, teasing stroke.

"—you seem to be quite full~"

Dave whimpered.

His hips jerked forward involuntarily.

His breath came in short, desperate gasps, his mind completely lost in the sheer, unbearable, agonizing pleasure of her teasing.

And then—

She grinned wickedly.

And gave a firm, deliberate squeeze around the base of his aching erection.

Dave let out a sharp, broken moan.

"Hhhuuuuuhhh—!!"

The genie giggled.

"Mmmhh, my dear master~" she purred, licking her lips, "as the genie of fertility, it is only natural that I complete my analysis properly~"

Her golden eyes gleamed.

"And for that~..."

She tightened her grip, stroking slowly, deliberately, feeling every vein, every pulsing throb, every desperate twitch of his fully erect cock.

"...I must see how much seed you are capable of producing~"

Dave’s soul left his body.

His mind collapsed in on itself.

His cock twitched violently in her grasp.

"W-W-WHAT?!?!"

The genie giggled, stroking him again, teasing him, forcing him to feel every agonizingly slow movement of her delicate, expert fingers.

"Mmmmh, yes~" she cooed, her voice dripping with sultry amusement, "I must see how much you can spill~..."

She licked her lips, stroking faster, watching his body betray him completely, watching the way his hips jerked into her hand, watching his desperate, helpless moans escape his lips.

"So, my sweet, shy master~" she purred, her golden eyes flashing.

"Won't you cum for me~?"

Dave wanted to die.

But his body had already made its decision.

The genie’s soft, warm fingers moved faster, her grip firm yet teasing, her strokes becoming longer, smoother, more deliberate, each motion sending shocking waves of unbearable pleasure surging through Dave’s trembling, overstimulated body.

Dave’s breath hitched.

His legs trembled violently.

His cock throbbed helplessly in her grasp, twitching, pulsing, aching with pure, desperate need as her expert hands worked him with sinful precision.

“Hhhhuuuhhh—ahhh—”

His moans spilled freely from his lips, his hips bucking forward involuntarily, his entire body betraying him, his mind drowning in the overwhelming pleasure of her touch.

The genie let out a deep, sultry giggle, licking her plump lips, her golden eyes glowing with wicked delight as she watched him fall apart beneath her hands.

"Mmmmmhh~ yes, yes~" she purred, her fingertips teasing along his swollen tip, stroking faster, her grip tightening just slightly, her nails grazing lightly along his sensitive shaft.

"Ohhh, my dear little master~" she cooed, tilting her head as she felt his cock throbbing dangerously in her palm. "I can feel it~..."

Her voice was a low, sensual whisper, dripping with mock innocence, her golden eyes gleaming as she leaned in just slightly, her plump lips curling into a wicked smirk.

"You are so close now, aren’t you~?"

Dave shuddered violently, his hips bucking helplessly, his cock twitching even harder, the sensation too much, too overwhelming, his climax building up at an unbearable pace.

"Hhhaaaaahh—!! Aahhh—hhhuuuuhhh!!"

His breath stuttered.

His body locked up.

His cock pulsed, dangerously close to the edge, his mind unraveling, his senses drowning in raw, aching pleasure.

And then—

From the side, still completely naked, still watching this unfold like it was the greatest entertainment of his life—

Mark grinned.

And, with a voice dripping in pure amusement, he simply said:

"Don’t fuckin’ disappoint, dude."

Dave’s soul collapsed in on itself.

His cock twitched violently in response, his breath catching, his entire body tensing, his orgasm now completely unavoidable.

The genie just grinned wider.

"Ohhh~" she purred, her strokes quickening, her grip perfectly tight, her golden eyes flashing with playful hunger.

"Then, my dear master~..."

She leaned in closer, her breath hot, her voice a whisper dripping with sin.

"Let it all out for me~"

Dave had no choice.

His body had already surrendered.

The instant the genie whispered those words, Dave’s body gave out completely.

His breath hitched violently, his hips bucked forward helplessly, and with one final, agonizingly intense twitch, his cock throbbed violently in the genie’s grasp—

And then—

He came.

"Hhhhaaaahhh—!!"

His entire body spasmed, his legs trembling uncontrollably, his toes curling, his mind completely blanking out as his climax overtook him with raw, helpless force.

A few thin, weak spurts of cum spilled into the genie’s soft, waiting hand, barely more than a few pathetic droplets, his release nothing compared to what he imagined it should be.

And the genie?

The genie simply watched.

Her golden eyes flickered downward, her expression shifting immediately from playful delight to deep, scrutinizing curiosity.

"Mmmmh~" she let out a slow, thoughtful hum, her delicate fingers lifting slightly, spreading her hand open, examining the tiny amount of cum he had just released with undisguised fascination.

She tilted her head.

"Ohhh~..." she murmured, her plump lips pursing slightly, her golden gaze flickering between the thin, unimpressive strands of cum in her hand and Dave’s now twitching, oversensitive cock. "How... interesting~*"

Dave collapsed inwardly.

His face burned with sheer mortification.

His entire body trembled from overstimulation and raw, agonizing humiliation.

And Mark?

Mark fucking lost it.

"PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF—"

Mark doubled over, his entire sculpted, godlike body shaking with uncontrollable laughter, his muscular frame flexing as he fucking died at the sight before him.

"D-DUDE—THAT’S IT?!" Mark wheezed, clutching his abs, tears of laughter streaming down his face. "HOLY FUCK, SHE JUST MADE YOU CUM LIKE A LITTLE BITCH AND YOU BARELY EVEN SQUIRTED—"

Dave wanted to disappear.

The genie simply tilted her head further, her golden gaze narrowing slightly as she studied the small amount of cum she had collected, her plump lips curling into a slightly bemused smirk.

"Mmmmmhh~" she let out another slow hum, spreading the thin strands between her fingers, watching the consistency, her expression completely analytical, fully absorbed in her study.

Then—

She giggled softly, her expression shifting into something dangerously amused.

"Ohhh, my dear little master~" she purred, her golden eyes flickering back to him, her smirk deepening.

"I do believe..."

She leaned in slightly, her massive, barely covered breasts bouncing subtly with the movement, her tone dripping with amused mischief.

"That your fertility potential is..."

She paused.

Then—

She simply smirked wickedly.

"Quite... lacking~"

Dave died.

Right there.

On the spot.

His cock twitched helplessly in the open air, completely spent, completely vulnerable, and now he was just standing there, bare-ass naked, fully exposed, while the literal genie of fertility had just fucking rated his cum output as "disappointing."

Mark?

Mark was fucking screaming with laughter.

"DUUUUUUUUUUDE—" Mark cackled, gripping his knees, "SHE JUST CALLED YOUR NUT GAME WEAK—"

Dave wanted to fucking die.

And the genie?

The genie just smiled.

Because she was far from finished with him.

The genie let out a slow, thoughtful hum, her golden eyes gleaming as she continued to study the thin, unimpressive strands of cum now resting in her palm.

Her plump, glossy lips curled into a mischievous smirk, her expression a mix of fascination and amusement as she spread the weak strands between her delicate fingers, stretching them, examining their texture, her eyes narrowing slightly in deep, scientific scrutiny.

"Mmmmmhh~" she purred, tilting her head slightly. "How... intriguing~"

Dave stood there, paralyzed, his entire body trembling, his cock still twitching from overstimulation, his soul hanging by a thread as he watched helplessly—

And then—

The genie lifted her hand to her lips.

Dave’s stomach dropped.

His cock twitched violently.

His breath stalled completely.

“W-wait, what are you—"

Then—

She licked it.

With one slow, deliberate motion, she dragged her plump, glossy tongue across her own palm, tasting the weak, unimpressive remnants of his orgasm, letting the thin strands coat her tongue as she closed her lips over them.

Dave’s soul shattered.

His legs nearly gave out.

Mark?

Mark was gone.

"PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF—"

Mark collapsed, gripping his abs, his entire sculpted, muscular body shaking from sheer, uncontrollable laughter, his cocky smirk splitting his face in two.

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT—SHE TASTED IT—"

The genie, completely unbothered by the chaos around her, let out a slow, deliberate hum, rolling the taste over her tongue, her golden eyes narrowing slightly as she analyzed the flavor, texture, and consistency with genuine, calculated curiosity.

"Mmmmmhh~" she purred, licking her lips, tilting her head, letting the lingering taste settle on her tongue.

Then—

She let out a soft, playful giggle, covering her mouth slightly as she turned her gaze back to Dave.

"Ohhh, my dear little master~" she cooed, her golden eyes glowing with amusement, "How... fascinating~*"

Dave wanted to fucking disappear.

His cock twitched helplessly in the open air, his entire face burning so red it could ignite, his soul crumbling into ash as he watched her literally taste and analyze his cum like a damn sommelier testing wine.

The genie licked her lips again, smacking them lightly, letting the taste settle before finally giving her final assessment.

"Mmmmh~" she purred, tapping her chin with a delicate finger. "I must say, my dear master~"

She leaned in closer, her massive, barely covered breasts pressing together, her gaze locking onto his with pure, teasing dominance.

"Your seed quality is..."

She paused, smirk widening.

Then—

She simply tilted her head.

And grinned wickedly.

"Severely lacking~"

Dave collapsed internally.

Mark?

Mark was fucking dying.

"BROOOOOOOOOO—" Mark wheezed, falling back onto the couch, his massive, muscular frame shaking with laughter, his abs flexing, his entire naked body trembling as he gasped for air.

"SHE JUST GAVE YOUR NUT A BAD REVIEW—"

Dave was gone.

His soul had left his body.

His cock was still twitching.

The genie let out a slow, sultry hum, her golden eyes flickering with playful mischief as she finished licking her lips, savoring the last traces of her analysis.

Then—

She smirked.

A deep, knowing, dangerous smirk.

She took a step back, letting her voluptuous, impossibly thick body shift gracefully, her wide, sinful hips swaying in a hypnotic rhythm, her massive, barely-contained breasts bouncing subtly as she crossed her arms beneath them.

"Mmmmmhh~" she let out a mock thoughtful hum, tilting her head as she tapped a delicate finger against her chin, her golden gaze flickering downward to where Dave’s spent, twitching, still-exposed cock hung helplessly in the open air.

Then, with a slow, sensual grin, she sighed dramatically.

"Now, my dear, sweet little master~" she cooed, her golden eyes gleaming with playful superiority, "as the genie of fertility, it is my divine duty to provide you with an official assessment~"

Dave’s stomach dropped.

His legs tensed.

His cock twitched involuntarily.

The genie let out another soft giggle, licking her lips as she lowered her gaze, giving him one final, slow, teasing once-over, her golden irises glowing as she studied him, as if making final notes before delivering her judgment.

Then—

She smirked again.

And delivered her review.

"Now~..."

She raised a single, delicate finger, twirling it in the air gracefully, her tone slow, sultry, teasing, but with an undeniable air of dominance.

"Let’s begin with the most important category~..."

She let her gaze linger on Dave’s spent, vulnerable cock, her smirk widening slightly.

"Virility~"

Dave tensed immediately.

His cock twitched helplessly.

Mark?

Mark was grinning like a devil.

The genie hummed, dragging out the pause, letting the anticipation hang in the air.

Then—

She tilted her head and sighed softly, shaking her head just slightly.

"Mmmmmhh, I must say, my dear master~..."

Her plump lips curled into a smirk.

"Your fertility potential is..."

She tapped her chin again, giving the illusion of deep thought—

Then—

She grinned.

"Decidedly average~"

Dave died inside.

His face burned red-hot, his cock twitched weakly, his entire body still trembling from overstimulation and humiliation.

Mark?

Mark fucking lost it again.

"BROOOOOOOOOO—" Mark howled, gripping his abs, his massive, sculpted chest heaving from laughter, his godlike, completely naked frame shaking.

"DUDE—SHE REALLY CALLED YOUR NUT MID—"

Dave groaned in pure, soul-crushing mortification.

But the genie?

Oh, she wasn’t finished.

Not even close.

She let out another slow, teasing hum, placing a hand on her wide hip, her golden eyes twinkling as she raised a second finger.

"Now, onto your... attractiveness to women~" she purred, her lips curling into a playful smirk.

Dave tensed harder.

Mark was leaning forward, grinning, eating this up like the best show of his life.

The genie took another slow, deliberate look at him.

Then—

She grinned wider.

"Mmmmmhh~ you have some appeal, my dear master~" she teased, her golden gaze flickering downward, studying his body. "But~..."

She tapped her chin again, mock serious, before letting out a soft giggle, her plump lips curling.

"For breeding appeal?"

She tilted her head.

"You could certainly be better~"

Dave wanted to vanish into thin air.

Mark snorted so hard he nearly collapsed again.

"DUUUUUUDE—" Mark wheezed, shaking his head. "SHE'S LITERALLY SAYING YOU'RE NOT FUCKABLE ENOUGH—"

Dave groaned so loudly it sounded like a death rattle.

The genie, clearly enjoying herself, gave him another playfully judgmental once-over, leaning in just slightly, her massive tits nearly spilling out of her sheer golden top as she smirked knowingly.

"And finally~..." she purred, raising a third finger.

"Your physique~"

Dave tensed so hard he thought he might die.

Mark was grinning ear to ear.

The genie giggled again, then—

She lifted her hand—

And poked his chest.

Soft.

Flat.

Unsculpted.

Nothing like Mark’s massive, rock-hard pecs.

The genie’s smirk deepened.

"Mmmh, I must say, my dear master~" she giggled, trailing her finger down his soft, non-existent abs, tapping his stomach lightly. "Women do love to touch something firm~..."

She let out a soft, mock-sympathetic sigh.

"It is such a shame that you severely lack..."

She smirked, pausing for dramatic effect—

Then, with pure, wicked mischief—

She finished the sentence.

"Anything worth touching~"

Dave was fucking dead.

His soul had left his body.

Mark?

Mark was fucking howling again.

"BROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO—" Mark shrieked, doubling over, gripping his abs so hard it looked painful, completely fucking dying. "SHE JUST CALLED YOU A SOFT-ASS VIRGIN WITH A WEAK NUT—"

Dave wanted the universe to collapse in on itself.

But then—

Just as he thought it couldn’t get any worse—

The genie’s golden eyes flickered slightly.

Her smirk deepened.

And suddenly—

There was a glint of something else behind them.

Something dangerous.

Something playful.

Something... planned.

She let out another soft giggle, placing a finger to her plump lips, her gaze lingering on him just a little too long, her hips shifting slightly as if considering something deeply.

"Mmmmmhh~" she purred, tilting her head, her golden eyes glowing with a secret only she knew.

"Oh, my dear master~..."

She smiled wider.

"I do believe I can help you with that~"

Dave froze.

Mark’s laughter halted instantly.

The air shifted.

The genie just smiled.

To be continued...