Candice the newly minted Genie smiles "I know just who to call, my coven of wiccan sisters. Most are much like me, and while they would have no interest in serving you, the lure of this magic would be too much for them to resist." You smile and nod, "Go ahead and text them, maybe meet them at the gym at the old school where we used to hang out? Easy enough to break into, large enough for all of us, and quiet enough to test somethings, once they are all on board with this?" She smiles and nods "I like the way you think, though let me do the talking, to start. Most of my sisters are not bi like me, and more than a few are outright resentful of men." You nod once more, and gather you magic bag of lamps, and get ready to go, as Candice texts them all.
"Ok, I got in touch with most of them, and ten said they would meet me there: I um, didn't say you would be there, master" Master, you try unsuccessfully to stifle a smile at her calling you that, even as she pauses and then smiles slyly. "Old me would never have called you that, would have been grossed out even, but new genie, gawd, that felt soooo good" Chuckling "Well, I admit, it has a nice ring to it, feeds my inner chauvinistic male self, but when we are in public, please do not call me that Candice. And since we are headed out, I command you to change your attire into your standard goth emo appearance" She does so, and follows you out of her dinky apartment, down the stairs and locking the door. Once down there, you blink and realize you had walked over here, but the school is a bit far to walk. But, you remember the lollipop command and look at Candice. "So, how do you want to get there, motorcycle or sports car, hmm my genie?" Looking at her expectantly. She is confused "You can wish for either master, and it is your wish...wait, oh" and she smiles softly "You wouldn't spend a wish on something like that, but a command.... oh, yes, let's go big, a car would be lovely" chuckling you step to her, and put a hand on her hip "Yes, I would love to slide inside you Candice... turn yourself into a nice new Mustang Dark Horse please, and leave the driving to me, hmmm?"
Smiling she steps back after kissing you, and then gestures after she glances around, and her body flows and grows, turning into a dark blue, almost black, Mustang, and you open the door, sitting down inside her, running a hand over the dash, noticing the key is there already. Pressing the button, she roars to life with a throaty and somewhat feline growl, and he presses the accelerator a few times to rev her motor, chuckling at what this must feel like for her. But, he slips her into gear, driving off and while he is tempted to really go crazy and open her up, he doesn't want to get pulled over, since the registration for this car might be a bit challenging to produce. But he does a bit over the speed limit to get a thrill out of her, and likely give her one as well.
Pulling into the old school parking lot, driving around back so they are out of sight, he runs his hand over the empty seat next to him, touching all the parts of of interior he can, idly wondering what bits of Candice he is touching, smirking but then stepping out. "Ok Candice, go ahead and turn back, in your emo outfit I had you wearing, and thanks for the ride." The car shrinks and morphs back into his female friend, who steps to him, grinning mischievously. She looks around "Oh master, that was simply lovely, gawd, it was soo sexual, and your hands on my wheel, my dash, my seats, feeling you inside me, commanding me, driving me, oh, well...if my sisters agree to this, you will simply have to do that to each of them at least once, so they can understand the pleasure you can bring them" Smiling you nod "OH, the sacrifices I must make for my genie" she giggles and playfully slaps at him "Good thing I like dorks, or this may have never come to pass, cmon" and they head in, the local kids know of a trick to get into the locked building, and sure enough, the trick works to pop open a back door next to the loading dock, which you prop open for the rest of her coven.
Making your way through the darkened building is a bit of a challenge, until you command Candice to softly glow, and she jumps a bit, then giggles once more, as her whole form is a light to allow you through the place easier. Reaching the gym, you head toward a space in front of some bleachers, and here Candice makes suggestions and you put out a plain lamp for each girl, having Candice do so since she can touch them without being sucked into them: she already has her home. But she then suggests to go hide, and with a quick kiss on her cheek, you do so, going to the old gym teacher's office, out of sight, but able to see from the window, all without being seen in the dark of the gym.
It takes at least a half hour, women arriving singly or sometime in pairs, until eleven are there, one having missed the text but had stopped over a friends house and heard something was up. They all look at the lamps with questioning glances, but wait until they are all there and Candice starts to speak. Her explanation is met with outright skepticism, and she tells them she can prove it, but her friend needs to help, which is your cue to step out.
A guy showing up in the midst of their coven meeting is not at all what any of them wanted, and indeed, four girls outright yell and go to leave. Figuring the easiest way to get their attention, you command "Candice, turn back to your genie attire, then turn into solid gold please" She smiles and nods, does so and as first her clothes shift, then her entire body, the assembled women exclaim in shock, those that were leaving stop in their tracks.
You walk over, putting your hand on your gilded friend's shoulder. "I know you don't want me here, and truly, I don't mean to insert myself in your lives like this, but Candice is my friend, and the only one I both trusted with the power, and who I though may appreciate it. Yes, she is my genie, and while that makes her my servant and slave, it is not my intent to treat her as such. This was just a way I found to give her magic and power such as she only dreamt of. But, please, let her tell you: Candice, turn back to flesh and blood please"
She does so, and you step back, letting the coven question her, and she answers all their inquiries, though many are very put off by your presence in this whole thing. They are debating if it is real, if they can trust this man, if they can trust Candice, and finally you speak up "Ladies, I completely understand you hesitancy. And if anyone does not want to be stuck with me as a master, I will make three wishes and you will be bottled up, to be found by whoever. That prospect doesn't exactly entice me, but if you wanted it, I would do that for you. My goal isn't to get magical slaves, but to find people who want this power, who would appreciate it, and yes, be less likely to twist my wishes, but I really don't want to use more than one or two from each of you, and I am fine letting you be free of the lamps. But you should also understand.." pausing, taking a deep breath.
"Candice is my friend, has been for nearly as long as I can remember, and yes, she loves the magic she has now. No, the magic she IS now, but it did change her. She is really wanting to serve me, and while part of it is likely using the magic, I gotta a strong feeling a big part is the compunction to serve whoever is the master of the lamp. I, I don't want that, don't want to abuse it, and I know it's going to be a challenge...for me to know the difference between what she really wants, and what her status as my Genie compels her to want." He looks into her eyes and her expression changes, realizing you are right, that she wants you, wants to please you, but how much of that is because she is compelled to do so, how much is her free will being eroded by the power of the lamp? He nods, and she nods back "He's right, I can't really tell the difference between how happy this power makes me, how using this magic, granting his first wish, how fulfilling that is... whether it is my long desire for magic of this level, or the very magic that ensnares me. But I know this sisters: I do trust him, and knew that when I rubbed this lamp, to become his genie"
Just then, one of the women comes forward and says aloud "The hell with it, it's worth the trade off" and she picks up a lamp, rubbing it, and with a pop, turns to vapor and is sucked inside, while everyone grows very quiet.
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