You didn’t her this time has she bent down and rubbed the lamp. She smiled and stand up straight as the lamp golden shining return. Finally she looked at you smiling as if she was excited for what’s coming next.
She seem to turn into vapor instantly dissolving before your eyes, only for the vapor to start swirling as it suck into the lamp. Once it was all in you stood there for a minute dumbfounded on her willingness after all, you were scared that after hearing everything you knew about this genies would cause her to hesitate. You went over to the table and pick up the now shiny lamp.
You examine the top to discover that the etchings and two symbols as well as two gems has appeared on top of the lamp. The symbol near the sport to the shape of flame, while the symbol near the handle took to form of a hammer which was to be expected for a blacksmith daughter. The etchings connect these symbols and gems that are on either side of the lamp. The gems being a red and black gem.
Steeling your nerves you rubbed the lamp and sure enough you felt a connection a bond of some sort. Vapor, a fiery red color, swirls out of the lamp and it forms a veritable tornado in the room, to the accompaniment of a feminine giggle, and then it condenses and there she is standing before you: Bianca. As she reform in front of you stretching while smiling, but at what. It didn’t help that your jaw was now wipe open seeing how she was dress.
Instead of wearing the heavy shirt, pants, or apron that blacksmiths wear, she was wearing something that most the pictures of genies where. She was wearing a red and silver belly dancer top complete with golden tassels that extend three inches from the bottom. On each of her arms she was wearing a red armband as well as a gold bracelet symbolizing her statist as a genie. Bellow the waist, she was wearing a red translucent flowing pants and if one was to look closely; you can clearly see she was wearing a red thong. At her feet; she was wearing gold anklets as if to reinforce the fact she was a genie. Her striking red hair was fashion into a small ponytail with a golden hairband and her face had red eye shadow.
“That felt amazing.” Commented Bianca as she finish stretching causing you to come out of your stupor. She then look down at herself before heading to the direction of the bed room; the only place in your humble home that has a mirror. You rolled your eyes as you slowly followed her.
You enter the bedroom to find Bianca already examining herself in mirror doing poses and turning around to get a good view of her behind.
“I say Bianca, you seem rather eager to test something out even if I warn you of the dangers.” You comment watching her pose.
“I figure that it was worth the trade off.” Bianca responded as she stop posing.
“Trade off?” You asked and she nodded before she elaborated.
“Genies have immense magical powers and knowledge. Not only can I use magic to enchant my products to a certain degree, but also now with the knowledge of the runes that I now have will help keep or increase any effect I apply to my products.”
“But that means you now are a magical slave to who ever rubs the lamp and release you. Must obey every command or wish they make. Not only that you would have to go back in your lamp after granting all three wish’s. Worse of all if you go a century without a master or granting wishes, you will be forced to reincarnate!” You emphasize the trade offs. To your shock she shrugged her shoulders.
”I have no fear if it is you who rubbed the lamp.” Her response left you confused but then she continued. “We knew each other since we were kids so I have no fear as long as you are my master. You’ll would not exhaust all three wishes carelessly plus you would probably save the last wish to free me.” Well she got you there. “Plus I would do anything for you even if it means becoming a genie to do it.”
You stood there, blushing a little at this confession. You at first did not want to read too much into this but the implication that Bianca may have feelings for you is just as shocking.
“That being said my outfit is a mix bag.” She said causing you to come out of your stupor yet again as she looks at herself in the mirror. “Plus side I’m comfortable wearing this as long as it’s with you and a few of our close friends. I can imagine if I wore this in public; it would turn more than a few heads plus my father would have a cow over this.” She then looked at me and smile.
“But its better than some depictions of outfits that genies wear; like this one.” She said snapping her fingers. Most for clothes disappear in a bunch of red sparkles and replace with something so raunchy that you were blushing even harder. She was nearly topless, the only thing that was barely covering any form of modesty is red plates that barely cover the nipples of her breast and to make things even more…complicate they had golden tassel on each one. Her bottom half wasn’t even better; as a golden sting hung around her waist and possibly one going around her butt crack, that hold a simple red clothe barely covering her vagina.
“I know right?” She asked laughing at your reaction as she re-examined herself in the mirror. “I mean this is something you would see on a high price prostitute.”
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