The Bottle and the Wish               by: Paul G Jutras

 

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Paul asked rolling as Carl pointed his gun into the darkness. The little row boat moved through the murky swamp when they came across an eerie light around the bend. Carl singled for Paul to stop rolling as they coasted around the bend.

"I don’t believe it." Carl whispered as he saw a witch dressed in purple on cabin porch. "Douse our light so she doesn’t see us?"

"Ha ha ha ha!" The witch cackled as she dropped something into her pot and caused a puff of smoke to raise out into the sky. As the light dangling from the porch light was blotted out, Paul and Carl lost track of the witch. When the smoke cleared, the witch was gone.

"That was close." Carl sighed as he noticed the boat was headed toward the cabin. "I told you to stop rowing."

"I did." Paul said, holding up his arms. "The current must have us."

As the boat brushed up against the river bank, Carl climbed out with his gun ready. "You keep an eye on the boat. I’ll be back real soon. "

"Are you nuts?" Paul sighed as Carl moved from tree to tree and snucked up the cabin. Seeing the porch unguarded, he moved on it and peaked into the window. The cabin was empty and he quietly pushed the door open.

Just as Carl stepped inside, the door slammed shut and locked behind him. He quickly grabbed the door knob and fought to open it with no luck. Looking back over his shoulder, a puff of smoke broke up and raised her hand above her head. A ball of red energy appeared in her hand and she tossed it at Carl. Carl tried to shield himself with his arms as the smoke broke up around him. When the smoke cleared he was now a Carla. His dark hair was done up in a bun and he wore a skimpy purple dress and matching nylons.

As the witch continued to cackle, Carla removed her nylons and aiming it with her fingers shot them like slingshot into the witches face. She screamed and Carla ran out of the cabin and headed down toward the boat.

At the same time, Paul was sitting in the boat when he noticed a bottle floating in the river. As Paul picked it up and uncorked it, smoke rose into the air. The smoke transformed into a beautiful girl wearing a bikini top, Turkish trousers and Arabian slippers. "At thy services oh master." The genie said with a smile.

"What should I wish for?" Paul thought to himself as the girl jumped into the boat. "Who are you?"

"Very funny pal." Carla grinned as she tried to keep her dress down pass her hips. "Its me, Carl. That witch is for real."

"I wish we were out of here?" Paul said as the genie nodded as they found themselves out of the swamp and their boat sitting in the middle of the desert. The two climbed out of the boat and started to move across the desert.

"Just great wishing." Carla grinned as Paul felt more thirsty than Carla.

"I just wish the heat wouldn’t bother me as much like you." Paul said as in a puff of smoke Paula found herself standing in a black erotic bra that exposed her breasts, black panties, garter belt and stockings. "I didn’t wish to be a woman."

"But you wish to be able to take the heat like Carla." The genie corrected. "Women don’t need as much air or water as men. So your wish was granted correctly."

"Great, Paula." Carla snickered. "Now you can either wish us home or back to normal."

"Personally I just wish that we didn’t have to worry about anything again." Paula replied as the genie nodded in granting Paula’s third and final wish. The genie would have to wait in her bottle in the desert until she was found again.

For Carla and Paula they didn’t have to worry about getting food, shelter or anything ever again as they were the newest members in the sheiks harem. Something the two got use to and enjoyed as after being trained with dildo and other bondage devices for sexual arousal and pleasing a man. With the training was done they were brainwashed as sex craved bimbos.

THE END

 

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