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“Hello Master,” you say once free, finding yourself unable to help but call Davis your master. “This is a mistake and I nee-”
“Oh shit a genie!” He exclaims. “Nice tits by the way! Do you grant me three wishes?”
“Yes but you ha-”
“Damn girl! That’s wild! Oh the shit I could do with three wishes...let’s see here, maybe I co-”
“STOP IT MASTER!” You yell. “I need you to wish me free!”
“Why? You lonely?” He asks, taken aback. “I always thought genies had it good with their magic and shit.”
An idea, upon seeing how stupid Davis is, pops into your head.
“Trust me, it’s great,” you say, being sure to strut your boobs. “But my turn being a genie was supposed to end a couple hundred years ago. I wanna pass on the genie torch.”
“Really?”