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Genie of the Opal [Searching4shadows & Spynmaster]

Spynmaster

Spynmaster

Horny Wandering Adventurer
Joined
Mar 19, 2011
Location
Relaxing in his personal paradise.
His Aunt Grace Brice had taken care of him since he was young, due to his mother and father falling to illness. She had seen him grow up to a young high school graduate, and then a college graduate. His efforts were to make her proud, her encouraging her to follow his dreams. Unfortunately, those dreams were quite lofty, and cold & black reality was quick to beat him down. However, he remembered what she taught him and kept going.

Then, the unthinkable happened. Grace Brice passed away. Vance Brice was heartbroken. She was there for him when no one else was, and now she was gone. He felt a little more lonelier after she passed. It didn't help that the restaurant he worked at wasn't that empathetic, always having douchebag customers and crabby co-workers, not to mention the demanding manager that always had something to complain about. He did his best to work through it, however, knowing he was working towards his dreams.

On top of it, his dating & romantic life wasn't so hot, either. Five dates in a row were craptacular, with two no-shows and three dumpings. Somehow despite his best efforts he was just not that appealing to girls to stick around with. To make things worse, the clubs he went to happened to have girls dancing and socializing with guys that looked like total douchebags, to which he just groaned and shook his head.

Vance's life was really at a dark & shadowy point in his life. Then, he got a package from Grace's place. It was an heirloom watch that had been in the family for generations. He never knew where Grace got it, but he was told it was very special. As he tried to get a good look at it, he noticed a beautiful black opal on the underside of the watch. Vance was a jewel & gem lover so this appealed to him alot. He also noticed some etching around the opal, but it looked worn off. As he tried to rub it to get a good read, the opal suddenly shot sparks, making him drop the watch and back away. The sparks were accompanied by swirling clouds. In those clouds, the silhouette of a curvy woman was seen. As the smoke cleared, a beautiful & sexy woman stood before him, dressed in arabian harem clothes. Vance thought he was dreaming, but he knew he wasn't 'cause of the pain he felt from falling over in shock. He got a good look at her as the woman fully materialized.

"Um...who are you...and where did you come from?" he asked, a little suspicious of a woman appearing in his house.
 
"Heya kid!" she greeted him brightly. She looked him over not so subtley. "So you're my new boss. Ok, ok, I get it, it's a look." She snapped her fingers and a puff of smoke emerged from her fingertips, travelled down and around Vance before lifting him to his feet, and disappearing. "Oh! You're going to need that," she said referring to the watch. Snapping her fingers again, the watch disappeared from the floor and reappeared on his wrist, tightened and done up to the right notch. "We've got a lot of work to do," she said looking around the room. She moved quickly and garcefully around the room, picking things up, checking under things, basically looking in places she really shouldn't be looking.

"What I am called, and where I am from aren't important. If you really feel the need to call me something, in the past I've been known as Genie witha G, Jeannie witha J, Gee, Gigi or slave. Didn't really like that one-what's this?" she asked picking up his phone. "Who's Britney?" she asked, referring to the text he'd received.
 
Vance saw the watch attach itself to his arm. Meanwhile, Vance's room had plenty to see. Computer, video games, posters & pictures of fantasy things like backgrounds and girls, crystals & gems. She even found his secret stash of porn. "HEY! Don't look in there!" he exclaimed. "Don't poke around in my stuff please!"

She then picked up his phone as Britney sent her a text. "Excuse me!" Vance then snatched his phone back. "Look...Jeannie...first off that's private! Second, where did you come from and what are you doing here, and what's with all this smoke?"
 
"Aww, you don't like the smoke? Well honey I can change that!" Jeannie snapped her fingers again and a curly smoke tendril curled out of her fingertips and changed to a swirl of stars small enough to look like pixie dust. "There! How's that?"

She frowned slightly as she realised that wasn't the answer he was looking for. "Look V....can I call you V, you need to relax! Chill out! Look, let's start from the beginning. Have a seat," she said before snapping her fingers again, the cloud of stars moving him to a seating position on the edge of his bed. "It's very simple. You rubbed the opal and I appeared!"

She rolled her eyes, seeing a blank look on his face, realising that she was going too fast for him. "I'm...a....genie...I'm here to make your every wish a reality! Come on kid, keep up!" she teased lightly, a great big smile on her face.
 
This "genie" had a bit of sass, and he was motivated to respond in kind. "Well EXCUSE ME!" he sassed back. "I'm not used to genies popping up from watches, or anywhere for that matter! It's my first encounter so gimme a break! Besides, genies were only supposed to exist in fantasy stories." He then relaxed for a moment. "Ok...so you're a genie...and you're here to grant my wishes...how many wishes do I get?"
 
Jeannie smirked as Vance sassed her. She was going to like working for this one, she could tell.

"You see that watch on your wrist," she said pointing it. "See that bright blue ring around the dial? That's your magic metre. Every time I grant you a wish, your magic metre reduces. The bigger or more complicated the wish, the quicker your magic metre reduces."

She casually sat beside him on the bed, "Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on how you look at it, there are some limitations on wishes. Like for example, nothing that's going to negatively effect the world, like world domination. Yeah, I know that was the one you were secretly hoping for," she teased lightly. "And obviously you can't kill or maim people, and you can't effect freewill."

Tapping his knee she stood up from the bed. "There may be others that come up, but those are the basics."
 
Vance eyed the watch's meter as Jeannie told him about it. Jeannie probably knew about his deepest, darkest, and most passionate & sexiest desires, wants, and goals already. At least he could see what wish power he had. He also eyed the genie as she told him about limitations, taking shots at him about world domination...even though that was on his mind, all things considered. And no harming & killing wishes...and no wishes affecting free will...pity, again, all things considered.

"So...all of those in consideration..." Vance really didn't take long to come up with his first wish, considering it was a necessity in life...modern life. "My first wish is to have an unlimited, endless cashe of money & currency, kept in a magic vault in a pocket dimension which I will always be able to access either physically with a magical bag, mentally by having a portal give me the amount I want, and/or electronically using a debit card or a computer, completely legal and tax-deductible and untraceable, and I will be able to use this cashe for whatever I want." Vance wanted full control over the regenerating funds, and he didn't want any repercussions for using it. In a world where money talks, Vance always wanted to be heard, despite that he liked working behind the scenes and away from the public eye. He also had plenty of ideas of what to do with this endless amount of money...and Jeannie most likely knew it already.
 
Jeannie stood in front of him and nodded as he was talking. When he had finished she paced back and forth in front of him, pretending to think before she stopped and in a flash of light moved to his side gently 'knocking' ontop of his head, "um...hello! Hello anyone in there!" She moved in another flash of light to stand in front of him again, "nothing that negatively effects the world, hotshot! Were you even listening like at all? A cashe that big and unlimited would have MASSIVE effect on the world's economy! Besides, this isn't Harry Potter!"

After calming down a little, she gave him a slight smile before sitting next to him again. "However," she clicked her fingers and the remote control for his tv appeared in her hand, "...I can give you this" she said pressing a button. The tv came to life then and his Aunt Grace appeared on the screen in front of him. "Hello Vance, dear," she started.
"She recorded this a couple of months ago," Jeannie informed him softly, as the pre-recorded video rolled. Vance's aunt informed him that she'd been given the watch he now wore from a relative of hers. With a soft smile she told him that the only thing she could think to do with the watch was to set him up properly, for the rest of his life. She'd wished for investment in a company called 'Jeannie-Corp", which would pay out a 'decent' amount to him each month.

Jeannie smiled as she watched the video. Vance's aunt had been such a lovely lady to serve, and had used all her allotted magic on her nephew. As the video drew to a close and Vance's aunt said her goodbyes, she ended with "Take good care of her Vance, and take care of yourself too..."

Jeannie smirked slightly, and snapped her fingers again. Vance's wallet appeared in her hand, only now it was bulging with bills, set to burst!
 
Vance groaned as he was denied his magical cashe, saying that it would massively affect the world's ecconomy.

"Yeah, 'cause it can't get any worse than what it is now..." he said sarcastically.

His mood shifted drastically as he saw his precious Aunt Grace on the screen suddenly. His face soften, looking like he was going to cry. "Aunt Gracie..." he softly said.

He listened to every word. She was the only one that truly took care of him...even to this day when she was no longer with him. How would he ever find a woman that would give him that same warmth? At least, he had some money to use to get by until that happened.

As the video ended, he felt a bit alone again. She was gone, and it was just him...and this genie who had been with her. He heard a snap, then saw a flash in his hand. A wallet...bursting at the seams with bills. His head whipped into a wide-eyed double-take. "HOLY SHARD! Look at all this money! I can't believe Gracie hid all this until now...I thought I found all of her secrets..."

Then he looked up at the genie. "You served her, right?" Vance asked. "What was it like working for Aunt Grace? Tell me everything, and tell it to me straight."
 
Never one to really get close too her masters, the question made Jeannie a little uncomfortable and she tried to shrug it off with a fairly stock-standard response. "Oh, well, you knew her longer than I did, kid. She was nice-kind-caring, all that." But as she looked over at Vance, and saw the hurt in his eyes from a great loss, she placed her hand on his thigh in comfort. "She really loved you, you know. I only got to know her for a short time, but she would tell me stories about you, about your parents. I even know how you got that scar on your....you-know-what." She giggled and gently nudged him with her shoulder.

"She was always telling me about how smart you are, how talented you are..." Jeannie heard herself trail off as she was suddenly reminded of those masters over the years who were truly good to her. There had only been a few over the centuries, and as time passed she understood where they'd ultimately ended up. Grace was another one of those that Jeannie wished she could do something, anything. But unfortunately, death was inevitable and no amount of magic could stop it.

Wanting to change the subject, Jeannie stood up and taking Vance by the hands she encouraged him to stand. "...so why don't we give you a 'look' match? Cos let's face it, you could use a man-over," she joked gently, running her hands through his outdated haircut.
 
Vance winced as Gracie had to have mentioned that scar... At least there was mentioned of him beign smart and talented...despite his lack of a love life.

Then Jeannie held his hands and made him stand, talking about a "man-over". He looked at himself, then in a mirror. "Geez, I must look horrible for genie-girl standards." Vance said, frowning. "Maybe that's why normal girls won't even bother with me..."

Vance was a romantic...and he was horny. He wanted a woman to love him and give him a chance, but he just kept striking out. It made him sad and pissed at the same time, seeing all of the douchebags walk around with their ladies, knowing they most likely couldn't care less for them. It drove a guy like Vance nuts with fury knowing that he was less of a standard than a "player". A sad-mad look grew on his face as he looked in the mirror.
 
"Now, now," Jeannie teased gently, pouting slightly, smiling at the corners of her mouth, looking at him like she would a pouty child. She released his hands and took a step back looking him over. "The framework is good, we just need to make some slight changes."

Before he could even blink, she snapped her fingers and in an instant had removed all his clothes, save for his underwear. Knowing he'd probably freak out she placed a gentle hand on his cheek and tried to quiet his nerves. "Shh..." she shushed gently, encouraging him to relax. "Let the artist work," she said winking at him.

She reached up and again ran her hands through his hair, this time leaving in their wake a top-end modern cut. She looked it over with a critical eye, flicking a fingertip here and there until she had it perfect. She then placed two fingertips just under his ears, and ran them around his jawline and upper lip, giving him some stylish stubble. She tapped his lips gently with her fingertips, straightening and whitening the teeth underneath. Then taking his hands in hers, she moved Vance's arms from his sides to straight out in front of him. She moved to the left of him and placing her hands on his shoulder, she moved her hands over his arm, leaving in their wake a newly toned and slightly muscled arm. She then repeated the same with the right arm, his back and eventually moving to his front giving him a perfectly toned upper body.

Happy with her work so far, she turned him slightly. "Yeah, I'm not touching that," she joked, and spanked his underwear covered ass, it instantly changing to being toned and slightly higher. "Now...the fun part..." She knelt before him and placed her hands on his feet. A warmth started to generate from her hands and she watched smiling as Vance's height grew another few inches before her eyes, leaving him with perfectly toned legs. "Girls like tall guys."

She stood up, Vance now significantly taller than her. "Good," she said more to herself as she looked him over. Jeannie snapped her fingers one last time and a floating full length mirror appeared before him, showing him his new look. "Well? What do you think, V? If you want to stay this way, just wish for it."
 
Being semi-naked was a little shocking to Vance, not ready to show the bulge in his undies to a stranger, even if it was a genie girl. He covered his bulge, but was stopped from exclaiming his surprise. Letting her do her thing, he felt the changes upon him, from his hair, to his teeth. He was then forced to move his arms, revealing his bulge a bit as Jeannie gave him more muscles from his arms to even his butt. She even made him taller, even though he was 6' 4" before she began.

When she was done, he looked at himself in a mirror. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at himself. He had to admit...he liked what he saw.

"Well, I have to say it looks good..." Vance said, glancing to Jeannie. "But will it really make me more approachable to the ladies?"
 
"Well, handsome," she said slapping him on the back. "It's a good start. But that's one thing, or rather another thing, I can't change. Your personality. That's something you'll have to discover for yourself." She looked up at him sincerely as she placed a hand over his heart. "You've got a good heart, otherwise I wouldn't be here. Your aunty knew you have it in you to find someone special. You deserve someone special." She stepped aside, quickly realising she was connecting with the kid. Something she knew she shouldn't do.

"So, kid, what do you say? Does the look stay?"
 
Vance blinked as Jeannie spoke to him about having a good heart. A smile emerged on his face. He looked at the mirror. He could keep this look if he wanted...but he wasn't even sure if it would work with the women. Still...if Gracie believed in this genie, maybe he should, too. Nothing Vance was doing was working, so maybe she should try something from someone who actually knows people, since she's served them for so many years...

"Alright, I'll keep this look." Vance said. "Nothing I've been doing worked, so I'll take your advice and try something new."

He then turned to her. "So, dear Jeannie. "What exactly do you know about girls and their interests?"
 
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