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A Jeanee Summer
Alien Unbirthing
As Nature Intended
Black Voodoo
Farm at the End of the Road
Ghostastic!
Girl Getaway
His Name was Harold
House of Alteration: No Vacancy
Lana Craft: Dirty Pixels
Last Joy Ride
Meeting Ms. Blake
Orc in the Road
Pantyland
Plump Delights
Preg App: New Swellings
The Slut Gene
Snoogies
Touch to Fit
You Bet Your Ass!
Copyright © 2020 Gregor Daniels
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All characters are consenting adults at least eighteen years old.
A Jeanee Summer
Bill squinted, gazing at the long stretch of sandy beach with the golden sun shining into his eyes. It was nothing short of packed. He had feared as much; the weekends were typically the busiest, and the weather was perfect for it. Everyone else had the same idea, it seemed, judging by the countless umbrellas dotting the sand.
“Aw man, now we’re never gonna get a good spot,” Tony groaned. “It’s a Saturday, Bill. What do people do on Saturdays? They go to the damn beach.”
Bill turned his head away. His friend’s breath still smelled of alcohol, thanks to a late-night binge.
“Maybe if some of us got up earlier,” Bill said, “there’d be a spot right near the water. I wish there was.”
“We’ll be here all day waiting for that,” said Zane.
Bill’s hopes were steadily waning. The beverage cooler was beginning to feel heavy in his hands. He had Tony to thank for that. His chubby friend consumed more beer than anything else, sometimes starting before the noon hour—if he got up that early. Hangovers were nonexistent if you never stopped drinking. That was his theory.
The beach was bustling with all sorts of people, Bill saw. There was plenty of room to throw down the cooler and set up some towels where they were, but the waves were far off. He preferred to be up by the water, to feel the misty spray peppering his skin while he scouted the sand for some cute girls in skimpy bikinis. They were out in large numbers today.
Bill ogled one such girl who strolled by the three of them, giving them all a glance. Her teal and gold bikini was skintight, though it could’ve been a little more revealing. Bill watched her as she went on, staring at her ass.
As if on cue, she spun around and gave him a quick wave before continuing on.
“Bill, man, over there,” Tony said, grabbing his shoulder. He was pointing toward the water. “You see those three getting up? Looks like they’re leaving.”
“Our lucky day,” added Zane.
Bill saw. An older woman grabbed her purse. Two other dudes were with her. They were packing up and gabbing all their belongings. Tony had already started to jog toward the spot before they left. You couldn’t waste any time out here; good seats were hard to come by.
Tony was out of breath by the time he reached the trio of lounge chairs. He threw himself into the nearest one under the umbrella and grabbed a bottle of sunscreen, applying a generous amount to his fat nose.
Meanwhile, Bill arrived a moment later, dropping the beverage cooler into the sand and stretching. From the sound of it, some of the ice had already melted. Regardless, he doubted the contents would last long. Tony would make sure of that.
“I can’t believe our luck,” Zane said, making himself comfortable. “Just when all hope is lost. Impeccable timing.”
“Yeah,” Bill agreed. “It was a good thing we saw it. People out here can be fucking vultures when a good spot opens up.”
Bill turned to the water, inhaling the moist air at his nose. He spun around just in time to see a wave crashing into the beach, catching one teenage girl by surprise and knocking her straight off her feet. She disappeared under the water. All of her friends were laughing, but not for long. Horror came to each of their faces as her body returned to the surface, limp and unconscious. A lifeguard was already sprinting to the scene, urging everyone to give her room.
“Damn,” Bill muttered. He glanced around the beach. No one else seemed to be paying attention. “I wish she was okay.”
A moment later, the girl showed signs of movement. The lifeguard held her up as she coughed up water and gasped for breath. More waves rolled in as they all helped her out.
Bill breathed a sigh of relief as he turned to his friends.
“That was a close one.”
Tony finished chugging a can of beer. “What was?”
Bill pointed to the water’s edge. “Didn’t you see? There was a girl out there who almost—”
Tony belched. “Goddamn. Smell that one. Better yet, don’t. Bill, you should take this opportunity to find a new girlfriend. There’s plenty of fish in the sea, as they like to say.” He lowered his sunglasses. “I’m spotting several mighty fine honeys in the vicinity.”
“I’d say we’re at a Code Pink,” Zane said. “Level five.”
“What the hell does that mean?” asked Tony.
“Pussy alert is at maximum.”
The two guys bumped fists.
Bill ignored them for now. There was something strange happening on the beach. He vividly remembered the teenage girl going under the waves and resurfacing without any signs of life, before wishing she’d be okay. Seconds later, she was coughing up seawater to the relief of her friends. The lifeguard had arrived just on time, sure, but the timing of the wish and her sudden recovery was perplexing.
Normally, Bill wouldn’t have dwelled on it. It was just a coincidence, nothing more. Except the same thing had happened when they had arrived. Bill had wished for a spot near the water. Beyond all odds, three chairs had opened up shortly after.
“I wish a hot woman would flash me right now,” he said under his breath.
He turned away from the waves. The glare of sunlight was fierce, unrelenting. A blonde was jogging toward him, kicking up sand from her naked toes. Her large breasts bounced back and forth, barely contained by the triangle-shaped cups of her bikini top. Bill almost thought they were going to jump out, but by the hand of God they remained covered.
She stopped a few feet away, smiling. “Hey, some of my friends dared me.”
Bill found his voice. “Dared you to what?”
The blonde hooked her thumbs under the top and pulled the fabric up, revealing her naked breasts for all the beach to see. Bill’s jaw dropped. They were exposed for a few seconds, which seemed to last an eternity. The massive orbs just had time to settle and stop moving before she wrapped them up in the bikini top again and raced away, her cheeks thoroughly red.
“Dude,” Tony said. “That never happens to me. Bill, what the hell, man? How did you get so lucky?”
“Please God, just let me suffocate between those,” Zane said. “The only way for a man to properly die.”
“You would,” Tony said.
Three wishes that each came true? This definitely wasn’t some fluke, Bill now knew. Whatever he wished for happened. Naturally, his mind went adrift after confronting that realization, picturing dump trucks filled with cash and massive mansions with garages full of sports cars. He had no idea if any of those would come true with the right words, but he considered saying it right there. Hell, he could wish for every hot girl on the beach to take her clothes off and seduce him.
Yet, he restrained himself for now.
Behind him, he heard Tony and Zane engaged in a conversation about some magical comet.
“They tota
lly swapped bodies,” Zane argued. “They even proved it. Like, the brain waves of the girl were consistent with a boy’s, and vice versa.”
Tony snorted. “Baloney. It was some attention grab. Why would two people swap bodies? That’s impossible, you idiot.”
“Okay, maybe you’re right, but what about that one high school kid who went through a second puberty? Like, he turned into a girl. Changed his name from Mark to Michelle. He even took pictures of himself during the transformation. It was totally real and all over the internet.”
Tony blew him off. “Photoshop. That stuff’s easy.”
Bill stared off toward the waves, listening as each one rolled in with a thunderous crash. He barely heard his friends anymore.
“I wish I knew why my wishes are coming true.”
Bill felt the hairs rising on the back of his neck, and then there was a woman standing beside him. He recognized her; it was the same girl from when they had arrived, the dark-haired chick with the teal and gold bikini who had waved at him. Her feet were firmly planted in the sand, but he didn’t see any fresh footprints nearby.
“This one knows why your wishes are coming true,” she said. “This one has the power to grant wishes.”
Bill took a step back, staring at her the whole time. “Holy shit. Where did you … wait. Are you saying you’re some kind of genie?”
“Jeanee the genie. This one is pleased to meet you.”
Bill was suddenly sweaty—that same sweaty when you’re standing in a sauna wearing a sweatshirt. He felt dizzy for a moment and rubbed his temples, taking his eyes off the girl and looking down to the sand. He pinched his leg to make sure he wasn’t dreaming, and then gazed around at the beach, seeing that everything was the same as before.
Tony and Zane weren’t even paying attention.
“This one is eager to grant your next wish!” Jeanee exclaimed, giddy like a kid in a candy store.
“Hang on. You’re a real genie?”
“As real as you are.”
“Where’d you come from?”
Jeanee pointed toward the sky. “From way up there, this one thinks.”
“You’re not sure?”
“No. This one has no memory of long before, except of the hot sand between her toes and the warm light of the sky shining down. Please, just say another wish to grant! This one is fascinated with human desires, and what they long for deep down. This one will do whatever you command her to.”
Bill was at a loss for words. He had seen her before, but Jeanee was still beyond beautiful. He eyed her up from the bottom, tracing her perfect curves. The bikini was a perfect fit for her body, as if it was exactly tailored to her dimensions. That didn’t surprise him one bit.
“Okay,” he finally said. “I wish you were wearing something more revealing.” Truthfully, he still wasn’t convinced she was telling the truth.
“Oh! Can do! This one calculated an average based on the other humans at the beach of something appropriate for her body, but she can change that easily.”
Bill was ready to laugh her off when nothing happened, but her bikini actually changed in front of his eyes. Jeanee wasn’t bashful about showing him, either. She turned around for him to watch the rear of it shrinking, the fabric seemingly vanishing as the bottoms changed into a thong style, tightening to sink deep into the crack of her ass. In mere seconds, there was hardly any material left. The waistband was now a tiny string, and the front was barely wide enough to cover the essentials. It wouldn’t have worked unless she was completely shaved down there.
Likewise, the top was different, too. Bill had been too focused on her ass to see it changing. Now, the two pieces covering her breasts were only wide enough to conceal the nipples and little else. Her tits, though on the small side, were practically hanging out, supported only by the flimsiest of bikinis.
The only things that hadn’t changed were the teal and gold colors.
Jeanee spun around, giving him the whole show. “What do you think? Does this one please you?”
Bill realized his mouth was open and quickly closed it, wiping some drool away.
“Yeah, definitely.”
Shockingly, his friends hadn’t said a word about Jeanee yet. Bill heard them going on about something, still discussing that stupid comet that had disappeared weeks ago. Something was wrong.
“Hey, how come they don’t notice?” Bill asked.
“You wished for only you to know,” Jeanee explained. “They are both unaware of this one.”
Probably for the best, Bill thought. He couldn’t imagine what Tony or Zane would wish for once they knew there was a fucking genie right next to them. Then again, Bill wasn’t the most thoughtful recipient of that knowledge either. Seeing Jeanee in that skimpy bikini was turning him on, and transforming her clothing had given him a dozen new kinky ideas, each wilder than the one preceding it. He wondered how far Jeanee would go. She did say she was eager to grant wishes.
Bill cleared his throat. “Jeanee, can you give me a blowjob?”
The girl grinned. “Is that a wish?”
Bill shook his head. He had forgotten to say that one specific word! “Yeah, it is. And I wish you knew how to do all the best techniques.”
She nodded. “It is done.”
The impossible happened. Bill stumbled backward as Jeanee pushed him down to the lounge chair, in the middle of his friends. Neither one seemed to be too concerned with what was going on with him. They were both unaware of Jeanee, and apparently everything else too.
Bill tensed up as Jeanee’s fingers undid the front of his swim trunks and reached down inside, finding his manhood. It was mostly erect already, but it quickly became fully hard. He sunk his head into the chair as she pulled it on out, exposing it to the public. Not a single person batted an eye.
“This one learns more about modern human culture everyday,” she told him. “Is this blowjob a common form of courtesy?”
“Yeah, sure,” Bill said, his bottom lip trembling.
“This one understands.”
Bill wasn’t sure that she would actually do it, but Jeanee fulfilled the wish to perfection, greeting his turgid manhood with her lips and taking it inside her mouth. He clenched the chair tight as he felt her tongue along the underside, swirling around his rock-hard member. Drool oozed all down the shaft, leaving her mouth in abundant ribbons which each raced down to his groin.
From there, Jeanee sucked all the air from her mouth, pinching her cheeks tightly against the swollen head of it. Bill arched his back suddenly as immense pleasure shot through his groin. He bit his tongue to keep from saying a word. Around them, beachgoers frequently passed the scene, but no one said a single word about Jeanee swallowing his dick.
“Oh fuck,” Bill breathed.
“Damn, look at the tits on that chick,” Tony said, pointing into the distance.
“What? Where?” Zane said.
“Are you blind? She’s right there. Gotta be double-D. What I wouldn’t give to shoot a hot load all over those babies. They’d look good with some cream frosting!”
Bill turned his head to see Zane rolling his eyes.
“Thanks. Now I’m never gonna eat anything with cream frosting again.”
Bill felt a slap on his shoulder.
“Hey, grab me another beer. Cooler’s too far,” Tony said.
Bill fought to keep his eyes from rolling back into their sockets. With Jeanee slurping on his cock, he reached over and dug a beer out of the ice. It almost slipped from his trembling fingers as he passed it to Tony.
“Whoa, easy there, Butterfingers. What’s gotten into you?”
Bill laughed nervously. “Too much sun, I … I think.”
“You sound like an old man having a stroke.”
If only they saw it.
It turned out that Jeanee was only getting started. Bill’s eyes bulged out of their sockets as he watched her deep-throat it all, taking in the entire length of his dick until her lips sealed around the base. Inside
was a world of motion, as her tongue never ceased moving, teasing the tip of his member or sliding against the underside. Either way, he was in heaven.
An unintentional wish passed through his lips. “Oh, I wish it was tighter.”
Losing himself in the bliss, Bill closed his eyes. He felt her cheeks caving in, wrapping his cock up on both sides in a wet, velvety tunnel. Her entire mouth seemed to constrict, vibrations passing from the lips all the way down to her throat. Every inch of his cock was being pleasured at once. With this new onslaught of sensation came the familiar churning in his balls. Bill knew he wouldn’t last long.
Cracking an eye open, Bill saw something truly bizarre. Jeanee had fulfilled the wish, all right, but she had interpreted it in a way that he hadn’t expected. Gone were her mouth and nose, replaced by a hairless vertical slit. Though he was momentarily paralyzed by the scene, the pleasure made him quickly forget about it. Jeanee bobbed her head up and down repeatedly, using her face-pussy as if she had been born with it. The entire length of his throbbing cock was glistening now, and more wetness continued to ooze down the shaft. Whether that was drool or pussy juice, Bill didn’t know. He didn’t really care.
Finally, the orgasm came. There was no stopping it. Bill thrust his pelvis upward as the plentiful release rushed through his manhood. Jeanee sensed the oncoming climax and shoved her face back down onto his prick, receiving each thick spurt of cum into her new warm tunnel. Her eyes remained on him the whole time, with her pussy lips pink and swollen from the relentless action.
When it was finished, there wasn’t a single droplet remaining. Jeanee’s nose and mouth returned, and she polished him clean with her tongue before tucking his cock back into the swim trunks.
Bill was out of breath.
“Holy shit,” he panted. “Holy shit.”
“This one is happy to please,” she told him.
Once Bill had composed himself, he propped himself up and reached for a beer. Though not his first choice for a beverage, the blowjob had left him thirsty for anything. He cracked it open and chugged down several gulps.
Tony and Zane were still oblivious.
“Doesn’t a genie only grant limited wishes?” Bill asked, recalling the cartoons from his childhood.
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