If she hadn't just appeared out of smoke, he'd have thought he was being pranked. Reaching out a cautious hand, he tried to pass it through her body. He flinched as his hand made contact with flesh. Snatching it back, with an apology on his lips.
"You are a genie..." he said still not entirely convinced.
"I wish to be rich and live in a mansion." he blurted the words out, without consideration. Just wanting to check it wasn't some other issue he had, that she wasn't just a woman.
Dizziness gripped Alex as the walls retreated away from him. The genie standing still in the same place at the floor beneath her retreated further and further away.
Looking outside your window, the scenery was entirely different. Your little aparment was now in the grounds of a palatial mansion. As soon as the room stopped expanding you found it was a far larger, more sumptuous, more richly furnished bedroom.
Every piece of decor was extravagent. Raising a finger, a warning not to speak or disturb him. Alex was careful not to speak, as he went to the bedroom window. It had a balcony that wasn't there before.
Stepping out onto it, he took in the whole view. He was now on the second or third floor, looking down onto an ornate garden. With careful maintained topiary, and statues elegantly scattered around the garden. Looking off to one side, he smirked as he spotted a hedge maze. His own personal hedge maze!?
"You are rich beyond measure, master." The genie clarified. You watch, as your staff pop into existence. The gardeners, and guards, and household staff appearing from nowhere.
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