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"Slave, what is your name?" I ask her.
"It is Jeannie, my master." She said with a sweet voice but a furious face. Now that won't do...
"Jeannie do you hate me? Speak honestly." I order her.
"Of course I do! You freed me from that cursed lamp only to bind me to your will! If I ever get free I will-" She then went on to explain for what felt like hours what she would do if she could ever get free from me.
"Enough." I silence her. "This simply won't do. Jeannie, make it so you li- no adore me as a godlike figure that you love unconditionally."
"What! No I w-" Jeannie said before she snapped her fingers and immediately her eyes grew wide with admiration and love towards me. "Oh master! Please forgive my old self, she was such a fool! Please understand I am eternally grateful and will follow and love you for as long as you live." Jeannie hurriedly said with such frantic speed.
"As long as I live eh? Ah! Of course! How could I forget?" I say shocked that it took this long for me to wish this. "Jeannie in order to repay for your past mistakes I order you to give me the perfect body and make me immortal, but never should I leave the prime of my life."
"Of course master! 3, 2, and a 1!" Jeannie said with enthusiasm before she did a little dance that not only showed off her panty covered pussy and ass but also due to her previous orders I realize was completely unnecessary. Still a plum of smoke covered me and when it was gone I...
What does Jeannie think is a perfect body?