You are so turned on, and with her atop you, not like you can hide the fact from her. And she is hot, she wants to please you, and this like some sort of dream come true, but... but you wanted a genie not to have a sex slave, but for the wishes...and for one in particular. But, first, you need to get your mind around some of this. Sitting up and gently sliding her off you, to the side, her face falls a bit, disappointed maybe? But you sit up "Candice, well, yeah, you are hot, and being a genie made you even hotter, but, well, and I know you want to please me, but I came to you, to see if you wanted to be a genie, because I knew you would be one to love the power, the magic, so I want to understand it, and see if I can find ways to help you use it. So, let me ask you some questions, please"
She moves to your side, but then brightens, because she does in fact love the magic that is coursing through her body, and while she wants to please you physically, she also loves satisfying your curiosity so she smiles "Of course master, what do you need to know?" You smile and place your hand on her knee, then stand and face her "OK, what are your limits or rules...what CAN'T you do Candice my genie?" smiling as you say it, and she smiles broadly in response, because the reminder of how much she has magic: no how much she is MAGIC is the whole reason why she knowingly rubbed the bottle and did this to herself, made herself your slave in exchange for what the lamp gave her. Smiling she thinks a bit "Well, only one real rule: I can got grant a wish for more wishes: three is a hard limit, but there are also three barriers closed to me. I can not cross the barrier of death, meaning I can not kill nor bring back the dead. I can cross the barrier of time. I can travel into the past, nor into the future as either would have an impact on what happened before, changing the instance of the wish being made. And I can not cross the barrier of the heart. I can not alter another's free will or emotions, though I can alter their perceptions and memory to some extent, but not so much that it changes their own will."
You smile and nod because that is exactly what the book said, but it also said a bit more. "Candice, you can use your magic to do anything I wish, when I actually make it an official wish, but you have to obey me, correct, obey my commands?" She stands and comes toward you "Yes master, I will obey anything you tell me to do myself, though anything you have me do to another would need to be made as a wish. How can I please you, master?" You smile, because what you are about to say is very likely not what she is expecting, but you are pretty sure she will enjoy. Leaning to her ear, whispering into it "Candice, I would simply love you to turn yourself into a hollow gold statue of yourself"
Before you even stand back straight from whispering in her ear, she stopped moving, her entire self now shimmery gold, metallic, unmoving, having instantly obeyed your command. But her beautiful face is frozen in a very surprised, yet also extremely pleased smile. Because you realized that she can use her magic on herself as your command and it doesn't count as a wish. Running your hands over her cool metallic figure, you smile, wondering what she is thinking, what she is feeling, before standing back before her "OK, Candice, turn back to flesh please" and she does so, gasping, softly murmuring "Blessed be" which you recognize as her wiccan phrase for when things go very right. Smiling "You liked that, didn't you?" She blinks, bites her lip and nods "Very much master...and..and it didn't count as a wish, but I felt my magic, my power..." you chuckle "I plan on using wishes exceedingly sparingly with you Candice, but well, I know you wanted the magic, wanted to use it, so I will make it a point to give you commands like that...often. And, since you are a genie, and no longer alive, that means you can not be killed. Anything I do to you, anything I have you do to yourself, I can simply command you to undo, to come back from...anything I make you do." She whimpers and squirms a bit, not in fear at what you might do to her, how you might make her use her magic, but in delight, in anticipation. "Oh yes master, please use me, please command me"
Smiling, you tell her:
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