“Shit! What the fuck!” Ami cried out as she zoomed in on the photo she found on her phone’s camera album. She quickly looked up handle that was watermarked on it and found “her” onlyfans page, along with hundreds of articles about her.
“This is not what I fucking wished for!” she shouted out to the empty room only to have the genie appear beside her.
“Beg my pardon Mistress, did I hear you say wish?” the dumb blonde in the silly harem getup said as she poofed into existence beside her.
“What the fuck did you do!” Ami screamed at her.
“Only granted what you wished for… to be famous.” the genie replied innocently.
“But I’m a fucking porn star!”
“Well, no technically you are not a porn star Mistress. You are an adult influencer, famous for showing off your body on the internet yes, but not actually any sex.”
Ami’s mouth dropped open as she continued to scroll down the list of results, finding more and more about her fame and influence across the globe.
“But that… that’s not what I meant.” she replied with a half defeated tone.
“I’m sorry Mistress, I can only grant what you wish for, not what you think or desire. And your wish to be famous has been granted has it not?”
Ami let out a sigh and couldn’t argue with the genie, she was famous, and after checking her bank account and a few other person things, the wish had clearly been granted.
“Yes… I guess so.” she finally agreed.
“Good, than can I grant your second wish Mistress?”
Ami nodded her head and went deep in thought for a moment, then spoke up, “I wish I still had my fame and money, but was not an adult influencer and was never known as one.”
“A very good wish Mistress… granted.” the genie replied and a sudden flash filled Ami’s eyes.
Ami rubbed her head a little as she looked across from her seat towards an older man talking on his phone. He noticed her glance and smiled back at her which kind of creeped her out a little given she was clearly several decades younger than him and barely clade in a skimpy bikini.
Fortunately he went back to his conversation and she decided to grab her purse from beside the chair and head to the bathroom.
Once there, she pulled out her phone and started skimmer over her messages and apps.
“Oh my fucking god… you’ve got to be kidding me!” she almost screamed out but held her voice to a level that wouldn’t be heard through the bathroom door.
“Genie! Get over here right now!” she said firmly.
The genie popped in beside her with a warm smile, “Did I do well Mistress?” she asked.
“You fucking know that you didn’t!”
“But Mistress, you have your money still right?”
“Yes! But…”
“And you’re still famous, yes?”
“Yes… but…”
“And you are not an adult influencer and have never been known as one, right?”
“Yes…” Ami replied, but with less energy.
“So I did well in granting your wish, right?”
“Yes… I mean no… I mean… I mean… you made me a fucking gold digger!”
“Oh no Mistress, I would never! You’re with Ryan purely for love.”
“What? You mean…”
“Oh yes Mistress, you and Ryan met a few years ago, when he was just 75 and you were 23. It was love at first sight… you didn’t care he was a billionaire, you had your own money. The tabloids though… they were merciless. Your names and faces were all over them for months. Even now they put you on the front page every few weeks with whatever new adventure the two of you get up to… skinny dipping in Fiji, making out at the opera in Paris, dancing at Coachella half naked… whatever.”
Ami just put her hand on her forehead and sighed.
There was no point in arguing… the genie was right, she had granted her wish.
“Alright… alright, I have one more wish correct?” Ami asked.
“Yes Mistress, are you ready to make it?” the genie asked excitedly.
Ami thought for a moment and then nodded again, “Yes I am. I wish was in a relationship with someone my own age who truly loved me and valued our privacy.”
“As you wish Mistress.” the genie said and once more bright light filled Ami’s vision.
Ami wasn’t sure what was happening… she couldn’t move anything but her head and even that was difficult.
She was laying flat in a bed of what seemed like a hospital, and sitting on the beside her was a man, a very handsome man that was smiling down at her.
He was stroking her forehead with one hand while holding her other on her stomach.
“I’m so very happy you agreed to this Ami… our love is true and good.” he said with genuine honesty in his voice.
She wanted to ask what was going on, but her lips simply refused to move along with the rest of her body.
Instead she watched his eyes dart across the room as she heard the door open.
“Oh, it’s time?” he asked as Ami slowly turned her head towards the door way.
What she saw horrified her. There, coming across the room, was a blonde woman in some kind of kinky nurse’s outfit, her giant tits offset by her tiny waist, only to be flared out again by her full ass.
She was prancing along in towering boots and pushing a wheeled chair in front of her toward Ami’s bed.
“Yes Sir, the Doctor is ready for her.” the nurse replied and she felt then man stand up and then slip his arms under her, lifting her easily into the air as he walked over to the nurse and set her in the chair.
He leaned down and gave her lips a peck as he held his hand on the side of her face, “I can’t wait and I’m sure you can’t either.” he said lovingly.
He stepped back and let the nurse turn the chair around, letting Ami catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror before being wheeled out of the room.
What she saw seemed unreal. Her body was tightly wrapped in a black latex catsuit, but her body was like the nurse’s. Huge breasts, a tight waist, and generous ass. She looked like a sex doll, and her saved head only added to the effect.
The nurse pushed her down a hallway, and the man went the opposite direction, when they left the room. After a few steps the nurse let out a little sigh and started to talk.
“You know, you’re so lucky.” the nurse said, “When the Doctor implanted the chip in my head he only wanted me to be the perfect nurse and assistant. Sure, he still fucks me once in a while, but I can tell he’s not that interested in me… he just does it out of pity. But you… you’re husband truly loves you! He’s going to treat you like such a doll! I hear he’s renovated the entire basement of his mansion just for you so that you never have to leave the house again.” the nurse said with admiration.
Ami wanted to run, to flee, or even just scream for the genie to return, but she knew none of those things were possible. Whatever kept her motionless was doing it’s job and Ami had already used her last wish… the genie would be long gone.
As the nurse wheeled her into the operating room, Ami saw the complex equipment laid out in a circle around a spot for the chair she was sitting in. The nurse wheeled her into position and strapped Ami into position to keep her perfectly in place.
A moment later the Doctor came in to the room, he said nothing, just ensured she was well secured and then got to work. A few moment later she heard the hight pitched whine of a drill and a light tickle at the base of her skull as in bored into her.
