This choice: Share your discoveries with your best friend, Riley Nept • Go Back... You looked at your phone and thought that you needed another brain on this, on how you wanted to shape your future. Your old manhood was at stake but... was that really a problem? You weren't much in love with your old body. Though you would miss your dick, as it wasn't clear how easy it was to get a chick to be all over you. Though with this new body...
You grabbed your new d-cup breasts experimentally, feeling their weight, and these new strange feelings gathering around you loins as you did so. You shrugged it off with a chuckle, this new body feeling strange even when you moved. "I just..." You chuckled with your new tenor voice. "This is so... whacky. One minute I'm a busty djinn from an Urn and the next I'm my bitch of a step-sister. I'm goin going to need a hand.... unpacking all of this. Hmmm..."
You fingered your new phone for a moment, and sent a message to your best friend, Riley Nept.
Hey man, its Liam. Get over here. Weird shit is happening. You typed.
Corey??? Riley replied.
No, Liam. But kinda Corey, todays been weird. Get here asap and Ill xplain. You replied, looking at your carefully manicured hands with their yellow polish.
??? coming, brt He quickly typed back.
You waited for a few moments, making strange faces in the mirror, jumping up and down to feel your breasts held up by your new yellow bra, with white polka dots. You shook your head and peaked under the yoga pants... the panties you wore matched.
Your face turned pink as the elastic quickly clapped your trousers back into place against your firm, exercised abdomen. "Yo what the fuck," you muttered, getting more into the shoes of your sister. "I am a fuckin'; girl. Holy shit."
Your thoughts started to cloud, your brain truly trying processing the information, when a knock on the front door called your attention.. You nearly ate shit on the stairs as you rushed to the front door, flinging it open. Your shaggy haired friend stood at the door, looking as confused as you did.
"Riley," you spat out, "thank god, come in quick." You said, pulling your confused friend inside. "Lets go to my room."
"Uhh... okay Corey," Riley responded, following you up the stairs, and was doubly confused when you entered into your room, Liam's room.
"Oh... kaaaay," Riley said uncertainly. "Uhh... Corey, what's going on? Liam is having trouble?"
"No," You responded. "Well, yes. I am Liam, and it's been a day."
Riley scoffed. "No, you're not?" He asked. "Liam is Liam, you're you."
You put your head in your hands and scooped your new blonde locks out of the way. "No, no, we are NOT doing this sitcom bullshit." Your spat back. "You are going to believe me. I need you to believe me as quickly as possible to get this bullshit out of the way. So, put yourself in the shoes where it may be possible that I'm currently inhabiting the body of my bitch step-sister."
Riley face lost its color. "Okay, I'm there. How did it happen?"
You took a deep breathe, and explained everything that happened. About Cal, about Zhham, and about Corey and her bogus wish. Riley sat patiently, listening, until your tale was over. At the end of it, you felt exhausted.
"Okay, so... you're Liam, then?" He asked tentatively.
"Yesss," You hissed. "And here's Corey."
You went to the Urn and touched it, releasing the angry djinn from within. The beautiful Zhham filled up your bedroom, filling it with bright lights and colorful smoke. You and Riley were nearly knocked off your feet.
"I am Zhham!" She boomed, looking seriously ticked off. "I.... YOU-" She shouted looking towards you on the floor. "What have you done to me?!"
You were intimidated until you remembered all the rules she had to follow. You stood. "Nothing, you did it to yourself and you know it!"
Zhham got up in your face in her large form and reached out to strike you, but her massive, muscular arm stopped short of your face, unable to hurt you directly. She growled in frustration.
"Zhham, what is my name?" You demanded, looking at the terrified face of your friend Riley.
"It's... M-M.... M-M... Masteeerrr," she responded through gritted teeth, angry her own mouth betrayed her.
"I give you permission to speak my full name, so speak it, just this once." You demanded again.
"You are... Liam... Finn." She hissed.
"Back to your Urn, Zhham We shall summon you if we have a wish," You demanded, holding the urn up.
"Noooooo!" She howled as she was pulled into the urn outside of her own power.
The smoke and lights dissappeared into the urn along with her, and the only thing remaining was the shift in your curtains and several of your frames falling off your walls. Riley breathed hard, exhaling for the first time.
"There's your proof," You said, folding your arms below your breasts. "I'm me. And that's Corey, or now known as Zhham, a wish granted djinn. I've got three wishes. And so do you, technically."
Riley stood silently for a moment, mouth agape, staring at the spot Zhham was but a moment ago. Then he looked at you. And got a big smile on his face. "Liam!" He announced, embracing you. "Damn! You got hot! Look at your tits! Holy shit!"
You couldn't help but smile at his stupidity. "Yep, a small price to pay for freedom. Sure I don't have my dick for now, but hey, I got a wish making genie and some revenge on my sister's shitty behavior."
"Wow..." He breathed looking you up and down. "Have you tried out those tits yet? Have you... ya know..."
You blinked, not getting his point. "Oh... oh! Oh, no I haven't really... explored it yet." You felt your face turning red at the thought of your own new, naked body. Before, when you had a dick, Corey's body would be a major turn on, but it was attached with a pretty spiteful woman. You never thought of her like that. But now, with you at the reigns, you could potentially build a better model of Corey. But that would mean giving up the you that you were before. And also, coming to terms with your... new plumbing. "I mean, she's hot right? But like... she's Corey."
Riley elbowed you. "I could help you, if you wanted," he suggested, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Haha holy shit dude," You responded with a laugh. "I mean- well..." You chewed on your lip for a minute, actually considering his suggestion. You shook your head. "We've got a genie. And three wishes. Technically six, if we work together. But we have to word them as carefully as possible to make sure that the angry djinn won't screw us. So... what would you wish for?"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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