Dhyana didn’t know what was happening, one moment she was flying over the city on patrol, then next she was standing in an apartment in front of two men.
Well, one was certainly a man, the other certainly was not. He had no legs, and instead just a stack of smoke billowing out of a lamp of some kind. A djinn, a powerful magical being that even the gods knew to keep well clear of.
“Is this her?” the djinn asked and the man beside him smiled and nodded.
Dhyana would have moved to attack but her body refused to obey.
“She is powerful, but not a problem. Make your wish and it shall be.” the djinn spoke in a powerful, authoritative voice.
Dhyana focused on the man beside him, an average looking guy in every aspect. Not thin but not fat, not short but not tall, not handsome but not ugly. He had brown hair, that was receding a little, he wore glasses that weren’t coke bottles or anything, and he was in a pair of khakis and a collared golf shirt of some kind.
If she’d passed him on the street she would never have noticed or remembered him.
“Ok… I wish she was in love with me not a superhero, you know, fun to be with.”
“Your wish is my command.” the djinn said and suddenly reality warped around her, she felt her body and mind twisting under the djinn’s power.
Dhyana gave a little half smile as she looked down at Chuck, god she loved him so much!
He did anything she asked him too, and all she had to do was dress up as some silly superhero he liked and fuck him!
“So have you been a bad boy?” she asked as she gave the tits he paid for a little shake.
Chuck, for his part, looked confused.
“What the hell?” he exclaimed as Dhyana finally noticed the djinn floating just beside him.
Now it was her turn to be confused, what was it doing here? They’d been roleplaying in their bedroom privately just a moment before hand’t they?
“Is there something the matter?” the djinn asked Chuck and suddenly she couldn’t move a muscle.
“Yes there’s something wrong! She’s supposed to love me and be fun, not be some domineering bitch!” Chuck replied.
Dhyana tried to frown… she wasn’t a bitch, but her lips refused to obey.
“My apologies but she is what you wished for. She is in love with you, she is no longer a superhero, and she is very much ‘fun to be with’, as I’m sure you’ll agree.” the djinn replied.
Chuck frowned as he seemed to be deep in though, “Well… I mean… yeah… but…” he finally replied after a few minutes.
She could only imagine what he was thinking about, but she knew she was fun to be with. They fucked all the time, and explored all kinds of kinky things. She’d never had complaints from her previous lovers and Chuck had seemed very enthusiastic as well.
“It’s just… it’s just not what I was expecting.” Chuck finished his thought.
“Again, apologies, but I cannot help with your expectations if you do not voice them.” the djinn replied and Chuck finally nodded.
“Alright, alright. Let’s try another wish then. I wish she was more submissive and eager to please.” he said.
The djinn nodded, “Your wish is my command.” he intoned and reality warped around Dhyana.
Dede cocked out her hip and giggled as the photographer snapped a photo, then another.
Standing behind him she could see Chuck with a strange look on his face but she did her best to ignore it for now, after all, she was a professional and there was still lots of work to be done. She hadn’t even gotten her top off yet!
Speaking of which, she reached around behind her back and unbuttoned one of the clasps holding her top together, then another, until the back of it fell to her sides to hint at the massive tits that were concealed, if only just, under the garment.
“You’ve got to be kidding me…” she faintly heard Chuck say and that’s when she noticed the man beside him.
A few more clicks of the camera and she slipped the top off an onto the floor so she could squeeze her tits together for the camera.
“My apologies once again, is there something wrong with your wish?” the djinn asked.
“She’s a fucking internet adult model! She… she has virtual sex online with guys for money!” he replied exasperatedly.
“Well, yes, yes she is. She is very submissive and eager to please her fans, she’ll perform anything they want her to if they pay for the private sessions with her.” the djinn replied.
Chuck glared at him.
“Is she not that way with you as well?” the djinn asked.
Chuck was about to complain that it wasn’t the point, but his jaw just remained open as he thought back to all the amazing night of sex where she was the perfect little submissive slut for him.
He, of course, still had the memories from the original timeline, as well as the second one, but these memories were just a real as any of them.
“Of course, if you wish to change her again, you just need to wish for it.” the djinn said, breaking his train of thought.
“You’re doing this on purpose.” Chuck said accusingly.
“You mistake me for a being that cares about such things. I am bound to grant you three wishes as you were the one to release me. I have no other stake in this.” the djinn countered.
“Fine… fine. I have one more wish, so here it is. I wish she was my own private sex doll.”
The djinn nodded, “Your wish in my command, and so ends our contract.”
Then reality warped one last time and Chuck hoped he hadn’t made another mistake.
Chuck stood in front of Dhyana with a half smile.
The once proud hero was now little more than a blow up sex doll, and Chuck had to admit that the djinn had delivered on his wish, even if it still wasn’t quite what he had expected.
He stepped forward and pushed her back onto the bed, she fell backwards as stiff as a board. She didn’t move much, but she held any position he put her in perfectly.
He had clear memories of fucking her face with her head bent over the side of the bed, of his dick between her giant tits until he came on her face, of her legs spread wide while he fucked her pussy, and even a few times her ass up in the air with his dick buried in her ass.
This time he spread her legs, dropped his pants, and slipped right into her moist pussy, a little squeak coming from her lips as he did so.
He grabbed her tits to hang on to, then started fucking her properly. The squeaks increased in volume and frequency, until his cum filled her pussy and the squeaking reached a fever pitch, followed by a deflating sound.
He pulled out and looked down at her with a smile.
She was in love with him, why else would she have made herself into a living doll for him?
She was fun to be around because she was always ready to be fucked.
She was as submissive as possible, she only moved when he moved her.
She was eager to please, always making the perfect sounds to match his actions.
She was his private sex doll, quite literally. She spent her days in her room awaiting for him to come and use her.
All things considered when a djinn was involved, he’d gotten the better end of the deal, and he was more than happy with the result.
