Unfortunate Wishers: Marked

What a crazy few days it's been, lol. Well, as promised, here is the new caption, based on the winner of the recent poll. It's a little different but hopefully you all enjoy.

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Mark couldn't believe it, his very own GENIE! The teenager had just been killing some time at the salon his grandma frequented, though he had to drive her now because she was so feeble and getting a bit flighty with age. The salon itself was a bit tacky, with random knicknacks situated here and there to fill up the space and to provide decoration, and once Mark was tired of looking at his phone he'd begun wandering the lobby space. Mainly this was just to get a better look at Mandy, the smoking hot blonde lady that was working on giving his grandmother a hairstyle that didn't really match the old woman's age. She had the BIGGEST boobs Mark had ever seen! And she was wearing some tight clothes that really accentuated every single one of her sexy curves, including her butt! She wasn't exactly all that smart, her bubbly speech punctuated with a ton of 'like' and 'totes', and she seemed to just talk about anything...But damn! All in all, the 17 year old had struggled to keep from getting caught staring at Mandy, who was probably almost old enough to be his mom. He had never really understood the whole 'MILF' thing before but now that he'd truly seen one...Well, consider his interest piqued. Which hadn't gone unnoticed by the pretty, but less physically sexy looking college aged girl that was working the front desk, who had been watching the boy herself with disgust.

So thus he'd been moving around to try to find the best angle for sneaking some looks, and in doing so had pretended to be checking out the tacky and cheap decorations placed around the salon, including the bronze looking oil lamp that looked straight out of Aladdin. Taking his eyes off the sexy woman for a moment, the boy had picked up the lamp and, with a chuckle, given it a rub. He had never expected it to rumble and then begin spewing purple smoke everywhere! He'd cried out in alarm, but the rest of the salon seemed frozen as the smoke began to coalesce into the form of a huge and heavily muscled Middle Eastern looking dude!

"I AM THE GENIE OF THE LAMP! I SHALL GRANT YOU ONE WISH FOR FREEING ME, MORTAL!" The genie had boomed loudly enough that his voice shook the walls of the salon and made MArk cover his ears in pain. Again the rest of the world seemed frozen as no one else, his grandma and Mandy included, noticed the noise.

"Holy crap! Dude, I wish for a million wishes!" MArk had blurted out once the shock had been replaced with adrenaline. He didn't exactly think it through, he just went with the first thing that entered his mind. The genie fixed him with an annoyed look and shook his large, mostly bald head.

"IT DOES NOT WORK LIKE THAT, MASTER. YOU GET ONE WISH, AND IT MUST BE TOWARDS THE TARGET OF YOUR UTMOST DESIRE!" The genie pointed a finger towards Mandy, and Mark began to understand. This...This could be awesome!

"Oh! Um, okay so I can make a wish but it has to involve Mandy?" Mark double checked just to make sure he was understanding the giant purple dude.

"YES. WHAT IS IT YOU DESIRE MOST ABOUT HER, YOUNG ONE?" The purple genie's otherwise cruel looking face took on a softer, more inquisitive look as he floated through the salon, circling Mandy's frozen form. "IF I WERE ONE SUCH AS YOU, I WOULD DESIRE HER. SUCH A FINE SPECIMEN OF YOUR KIND. WHAT IS IT YOU DESIRE MOST OF HER, MASTER?"

"Um. Her boobs. Definitley her boobs! I mean, look at them dude! They're...they're huge!" Mark said, moving past the girl at the front desk to stand next to Mandy's frozen form. God, he'd NEVER been this close to boobs before! If he could just touch them, even once...

"SAMPLE THAT WHICH YOU DESIRE, YOUNG ONE. MAKE SURE IT IS WHAT YOU SEEK!" The genie said, seemingly reading Mark's mind.

"Wait, what? I mean, won't she, like, freak out or something?" Mark's large eyes went from his hands, to Mandy's boobs to the Genie in quick succession.

"FEAR NOT, YOUR SIMPLE REALITY IS FROZEN FOR NOW. FEEL FREE TO DO WHAT YOU WISH!" The purple magical being said with a strange smile, gesturing towards Mandy's breasts with a large hand, "THESE OTHER MORTALS WILL KNOW NOTHING OF OUR TIME TOGETHER, NOR WHAT HAS CHANGED DUE TO YOUR WISH!"

"Oh shit, really!? Well then..." Mark's eyes, large as dinner plates, focused back on Mandy's chest. He reached out slowly with his hands and, believing every word the genie had said, placed his hands on the soft, round mounds of flesh. They were warm in his hands, not the cold, plastic feeling a part of him had feared, and they squished pleasantly in his tentative grip. The boy's eyes went to Mandy's face, half-expecting her to be staring back at him in anger, or fear, or both...But the same slack-jawed expression was still there. Encouraged, Mark went back to fondling the grown adult woman to his heart's content, and making sure to get a few goods grabs of her leopard-printed ass as well.

"SO YOUNG MASTER, WHAT IS IT YOU DESIRE? I CANNOT KEEP REALITY FROZEN FOREVER..." The genie, Azid, boomed once more, and Mark literally had his hands too full to notice the sinister grin on the magical being's large face. Toying with mortals never got old.

"Aww man!" Mark whined as he watched the fatty orbs jiggle in his palms, "I just wish I could touch these things forever!"

"GRANTED!" The genie's voice boomed, and then Mark looked up in surprise and began to protest when a huge purple hand forced his entire face down into the cleavage canyon, his voice muffled by the bountiful flesh.

And then things got, well, weird. Mark flailed his hands, pushing against Mandy's curvy frame, but the more he struggled, the deeper into her he seemed to fall! His arms and legs kicked and swung slower and slower with each passing second until soon he was unable to move! Instead the teenager seemed surrounded by the boobs he had so desired, their mass holding him tight, almost as if his whole body had somehow fallen inbetween Mandy's breasts! But that had to be impossible! But the more than Mark struggled, much like quicksand, the deep and deeper he fell, down into the rhythmic thumping of her heart. He suddenly became aware that he couldn't breathe! Mark tried to scream, tried anything but there was only the suffocatingly warm darkness! He thought he was going to die until...The salon swam back into focus around Mark! He let out a mental cheer and tried to pump his fist in victory...But he still couldn't move! In fact, he couldn't even blink! And why did the salon look so...huge? And why could he still hear the thumping of what had to be a heart? Mark tried to call out to the genie but his voice was still nowhere to be found. He could do nothing but stare endless ahead as the world slowly began moving once more. What...what had happened to him!? This wasn't his wish!

"Oh, like, this?" Mandy's thunderous voice crashed down from above him, and a waterfall of golden blonde hair swiped across him before four titanic, red-tipped nails came up from below his vision and fell upon him! Mark tried to call out to his grandmother, the girl at the desk, the genie, even Mandy herself before he finally caught a look at his fate as a mirror rose up in front of him, Mandy's vapid, makeup caked face staring back at him. At first he thought maybe he WAS Mandy...but then even that slim hope was dashed.

There, on the previously unblemished skin of Mandy's left tit, was a small, round dark spot. The four ruby-tipped nails tapped against him playfully as the boobs he was now part of jiggling gently before the blonde went back to work on the seemingly oblivious old woman, Mark's grandma, sitting in the chair beneath him.

"Like, it's just my beauty Mark!" Mandy giggled as the cosmetic spot screamed in silence as it began it's new life touching Mandy's boobs. Forever.