Every Wish Has Its Price

Here's a story that I wrote last year for a contest being run by a certain Yahoo! Group. The name of the group is "The Coin of Chaos". For the most part, there are two series of stories on that group, both of them created by the groups moderator, Mr. Mergers, and both of them concern mystical artifacts that bestow a tainted blessing upon its victim. The first of the series concerns the actual Coin of Chaos. The second is about a store called Odues's Oddities. This one is from the Coin of Chaos series. In a little bit, I will post another that I wrote from the Odues's Oddities series. Oh, and for those that are interested in joining the group, the URL for it is http://groups.yahoo.com/group/coin_of_chaos/
Enjoy!

Every Wish Has Its Price

Dark… yes… that was the way to describe the scene around him. It was well past midnight and he was, once again, in the softly glowing presence of his computer. It was almost as if the glowing screen was forming a barrier of light that protected him from the surrounding gloom. Stifling a yawn, Jinn Skye turned his attention back to the screen in front of him. On the screen was a magnificent picture of a beautiful woman growing out of her clothes with a combination of increasing height, breast enlargement, and muscle expansion. The way that the image had been drawn and colored easily showed off every cut, line and bulge of the expanding tissue, giving an incredibly sexy, defined, ripped look to the picture. It was, in his opinion, one of the hottest pictures of this sort that he had ever seen. Not that he would want to at this point but he would have a very hard time hiding his excitement at viewing this masterpiece. After thoroughly enjoying the image on the screen, he glanced at the clock at the bottom of his computer screen. It was almost one o’clock, and he had school tomorrow. He might as well get to bed.

*******

More often than not, he has questioned whether his dark desire made him sick. And then, as always, he decides that apathy is the best course of action. For as long as he could remember, he had always been fascinated by muscle. From the time he was little, he couldn’t get enough of looking at it. This went for both males and females. This, even though that it may sound like it, didn’t qualify him as homo- or bisexual. No, it wasn’t until he turned fourteen that he had finally looked at female muscle as extremely sensual. When he turned fifteen, he had discovered the wonders of female muscle growth. Now being in his senior year in high school, he had, as far as he can tell, been able to hide his unnatural obsession.

For the most part, he has had a pretty uneventful life and was finally ready to go off to college. All that he needed to do was to survive his last year of high school. As with the rest of his life, his school schedule was strictly average. The only thing that wasn’t average on it was one of his electives. Being that he had needed one more elective credit to graduate, and since there was nothing that he had particularly wanted to take, he just randomly selected one. The one that he had ended up picking was called “Student Leadership”. As soon as he had heard the name, he knew that it was a prescription for total boredom. Oh well…he’ll just have to make the best of it.

*******

Grumbling to himself, Jinn crawled out of bed to the “oh-so-lovely” tones of his alarm clock. After saying a few choice words, he looked over at his alarm clock. 7:15…shit! He had overslept! Immediately he ran to his closet to get some clothes. As he had hopped, literally, into his clothes, he made sure that his computer was safely turned off. It just wouldn’t do to have anyone in his family, especially his siblings, to find out about his secret midnight fantasies. Rushing out of the house, he saw the bus at the far end of the street. Since he doesn’t really try to be outstanding in anything, it really isn’t that surprising that he would have a very difficult time catching up with it. Since machines can’t tire out in the same way and at the same speed that humans do, it is only natural that the bus quickly left him behind.

Shit…he’d have to walk again. Oh well… he’d just have to do what he always did in these situations. He let apathy take over. If he has to walk, then he might as well enjoy it. After all, it was a good seven miles to the school.

Since he still had about an hour till he would be late (thank the lord that seniors get first period off), he decided that he was not in any rush. Well, if there is no rush and over an hour to get there, why not take the scenic route. After all, he had gotten his allowance for this month and there were a number of shopping centers along the way.

It didn’t take him long to get to the first shopping area. It was one of the older ones in his neighborhood and it was kind of falling apart, so there wasn’t much there. A little bit further, he came to one of the newer shopping strips. This one had a couple of good stores in it and was in much better repair, but there wasn’t that much in the way of interesting things there. So, as could be expected, he moved on. This pattern went on for a little more than six of the seven miles along his journey. As his trek was coming to an end, he spotted a brand new shopping center. With nothing better to do, he decided that he might as well go take a look.

Upon arriving, he took a quick appraisal of all of the stores there. There wasn’t anything especially outstanding, but one store in particular caught his attention. It was a collectibles store. This sign on the store said that if it could be collected, they had it. From a literal standpoint, that was impossible, but he decided to take a look any way.

Entering the store, Jinn was more or less shocked at seeing how disorganized the store was. Generally, collectible stores are extremely organized, simply because of the variety of the merchandise. This one, on the other hand, was an almost endless mess. The only thing that was organized was a gigantic coin collection in the back of the store, and then only barely. The collection itself wasn’t that interesting but a number of coins Jinn could tell were valuable.

Not long after he had entered, an old man approached him. “Hello young sir. Welcome to Last Stop Collectables. Is there anything that I can help you with?”…Wow! That was disturbingly cliché. Well, that wasn’t going to put him off. “Hey, old man, could I look at that coin collection in the back? There were a couple of things that had caught my eye.”

“Sure, no problem. Just so that you know, sir, today is our grand opening sale. That means that everything in the store is at least fifty percent off. It is only for today, so I hope that you came prepared.” The old man took Jinn over to the collection. “If you have any questions, please, don’t hesitate to ask.” With that the old man walked back to the front of the store. After watching him go, Jinn looked back at the coin collection. He had seen some coin collections before, and wasn’t particularly interested in them, but a number of coins tugged at his attention. This collection, unlike the ones that he had seen before which focused on the currency of one nationality, this one, on the other hand, included coins from many different civilizations. Sure there were some that came from more modern countries, but he could also see some that looked either roman or Grecian. There were even some that looked similar to coins that you would see in a fantasy game with a medieval theme to it.

As he was looking through the collection, he noticed that there were some parts of the collection that were less than organized. In some of the places, the coins had been piled up on top of each other, almost completely obscuring some of the coins. Oh, well, there wasn’t anything that he could do about it. He checked his watch…still twenty minutes to go and he only had a seven minute walk ahead of him. He turned back to the collection and began to look through it again. After all, he still had time.

Finally, he ran out of time. If he didn’t leave soon, then he wouldn’t get to the school before the tardy bell rang. Too bad. As he turned to leave, one of the buried coins caught his eye. Jinn turned to look more closely at it. All that he could really see was a reasonably thick coin that had some strange symbols around it. The light glinted off of its robust golden color as Jinn stared transfixed by it. He couldn’t resist…he had to have it! Immediately, he turned towards the front of the shop, “Hey, old man! Could you come over here a minute?” he shouted. It didn’t take long for the geezer to appear right next to him. “Yes, sir? I take it that you found something that you wanted?” Jinn nodded tersely, “Yeah, I saw this one coin over here,” he pointed vaguely over the pile of coins with the golden coin, “It caught my eye and I wanted to take a closer look at it.”

The old man just smiled and unlocked the case. Without even being told which coin Jinn had wanted, he plucked out the right one and handed it to him. Jinn was surprised by two things. The first was the actual weight of the coin. It was surprisingly heavy, almost as if the weight of the ages that it had seen were physically affecting it. The second was how the old man knew exactly which coin he had wanted. This though, was merely a nagging thought at the back of his mind. Currently, he was focused more on the coin itself.

The coin itself wasn’t exactly remarkable. It was obviously very old, anyone could tell by how worn the images and symbols were. Although you could still see every detail of both faces, the sharp edges had been worn away by countless hands passing across its surface. The coin was about the size of a half-dollar, though a little bigger and much thicker. On one side was the image of a dragon breathing fire, apparently on a castle. On the other side, there was what seemed to be a coastline after a heavy storm hits. Around the edges were many symbols of some language that Jinn couldn’t even begin to guess at. Jinn ran his finger over the face of the coin with the dragon on it. He was amazed at the sensation of the rough scales of the dragon and the individual lines between the bricks of the castle, and yet, at the same time, the smoothness that can only come with ages of use.

The old man smiled as he watched Jinn’s unbridled fascination at the coin. Suddenly, there was a loud beeping noise in the shop. This snapped Jinn out of his trance. He looked at his watch. SHIT! The first bell was getting ready to ring! He only had ten minutes left! “Okay, old man, I’ll take it! Tell me how much it is. And, please, be quick about it!” The store owner, with out even looking at the coin immediately said thirty dollars. This struck Jinn as odd. This coin was obviously old, and most likely extremely valuable. This being the case, why was it selling for thirty instead of a much higher price? Oh, well…if it was so cheap, he wasn’t going to complain. He quickly paid the man and moved to leave the store.

As he moved towards the door, a hand with a grip of iron grabbed his upper arm. Jinn spun around, expecting trouble. Instead of seeing trouble, he instead saw the old man holding onto his arm, showing almost no effort, even though his grip was starting to cause Jinn pain. This inhumanly strong old geezer standing where Jinn had expected to see someone half of the store owner’s age took him completely off guard. “Okay, old man, if you don’t let go, you’ll probably bust your hip.” The old man, smiling as always, replied cryptically, “Oh, don’t worry about me. I just thought that you should make a wish. After all, if you wish on a coin as old as that, it just might be granted.” With that, the old man released Jinn’s arm. Okay… that was weird… Suddenly his watch rang again. Shit! If he didn’t run, he was going to be late! With out anything further ado, he bolted out the door of the store and down the street towards the school.

*******

Oh, man…what a day. First he had been late to school. Then he was called down to the school office because his teacher had counted him truant. They were serving his least favorite thing for lunch today, and now he had to go to his least favorite class: Student Leadership.

As usual, he made it to class just as the tardy bell rang. He got to his seat and took out his textbook. It was a usual practice for him to do so. After all, the textbook was so big, he could easily sleep behind it. The seating was even strategically picked so that it would be almost impossible for the teacher to notice. The teacher quickly called role. Great, here we go again. “Okay, class, today we have a more interesting lesson.” Oh… this might actually be worth listening to. Yeah…it sounds about as interesting as watching grass grow. Unfortunately, the teacher’s voice was loud enough to keep him from going to sleep, but he could still drift in and out.

“Today, class, we are going to explore human personalities. The first thing that you need to know is that there are four main types. They are D, I, S, and C. every human’s personality is made up of a combination of these four traits, with different amounts of each. This system was created by……and is used by many psychologists and psychiatrists in their evaluations. The first type is the D type. The D types are usually concerned with control and exercising power over others. They usually……then there are the I’s. The I’s usually don’t care about anything other than themselves and only do things for their own personal sensations about something……The S’s are the opposite of the I’s. They focus on primarily the feelings of others and rarely think of themselves……and finally there are the C’s. The C’s are the most intellectual and always explore any changes or possibilities…………”

Finally, the bell rang. Good lord! It took long enough. At least school was finally over for the week. He could finally go home and get into some of his favorite FMG chat rooms. The thought of seeing all of that growing, swelling muscle was more than enough to arouse him then and there. Good thing that he was almost home. If that thought had occurred to him before he had gotten into a more secluded area, it could have really been embarrassing, not that most people would say that he had anything to be embarrassed about.

Almost as quickly as he had gotten to his computer, it was aglow with wondrous images of twisting, growing flesh. For the next six hours, Jinn sat staring at the well-lit screen in front of him, looking over image after image after image as he filled his heart’s desire. Only once did he take a break and that was to grab something quick for dinner. That took all of about fifteen minutes. After his habitual bout of staring unblinkingly at his computer screen came the usual wave of euphoria. In this state, his is normally unaware of everything else around him. He just lies back on his bed and lets his mind finish absorbing and processing that which it had seen.

As he was doing so, it suddenly occurred to him that he still had his clothes on…what a random thought. Then he suddenly remembered his purchase from earlier. He still had that coin in his pocket! He slid the coin out of his pocket and looked at it again through the gloom of his room. Even in the dim light, he could still make out all of the details on it, despite of how worn the coin was. The old man had said that he should make a wish on it. Hmm…why not. Because of the state of Jinn’s mind after his passion binge, he wasn’t exactly thinking clearly. If he had been more level headed, he probably wouldn’t have even considered taking the old man’s advice.

As he rubbed the coin between his fingers, feeling the rough and smooth textures of it, he thought back to the images on his computer screen and his foul fancies. Oh how sweet it would be if his dark desire became a genuine reality. He could picture it now, the muscles of a frail girl, slowly, ever so tantalizingly slowly, swelling, stretching, and growing. Her smallish breasts, gradually filling up like beautiful, rounded balloons, becoming five full sizes bigger at the very least. He could also envision her face as her mind clouded over, becoming something more primal. He couldn’t help but get hard at the concept. He had decided. That was what he would wish for.

He had to phrase this carefully, though. He had read far too many FMG stories to know that an improperly worded wish could have devastating after-effects. He stayed up another fifteen minutes contemplating this query. He looked at the clock. It read twelve fifty-nine. He was extremely tired. He needed to go to sleep. He wanted to get this over with. Okay, here it goes. He held the coin in front of his face as he made his wish, “I wish, upon this coin, to have the ability to put any woman that I see through the transformation that I have fantasized about for the past three years. The transformation
can only be initiated by my conscious will, when I think of the transformation type. I also have to see my target.”

There, that should cover it. As soon as he had said those words, the coin warmed appreciably in his hands. Suddenly, he was pulled headlong towards the dark pit of sleep. Just before he lost consciousness completely, he glanced at the clock. Just for an instant, before sleep had completely consumed him, he could have sworn that the clock had flashed thirteen o’clock.

*******

Jinn groaned as he woke up to his alarm in the morning. “Jesus Fucking Christ!” He had completely forgotten to turn off his alarm clock! Shit. Well…since it doesn’t look like he would be going back to sleep anytime soon, he might as well get up now. As he got up, Jinn realized that his coin was gone. Where did it go? He could have sworn that he had the coin before he had gone to sleep. He couldn’t remember much from last night, but that was probably because he was so tired. He must have put it some where. Either way, it wasn’t that important.

Jinn quickly got showered and dressed. Since he was up this early, he could probably get in some quality time at the arcade. He still had quite a bit of money left from his allowance, so he could hang around that arcade for as long as he wanted. Suddenly, it occurred to him that earlier in the week he had asked one of the hottest girls in the school out on a date, and that was tonight! He could remember the surprised look on her face when he had asked her. She was one of the most beautiful girls that he had ever seen, though her personality left a little to be desired. Her body, however, made up for her slight bossiness, tenfold. Since it was about seven o’clock now, he would be able to spend about ten hours, including the time to get there and back, at the arcade. The other two hours would be spent getting ready for his date at seven. He did not want to screw this up!

As he was leaving the house, he saw a note from his mom. It said to take out the trash and mow the lawn. There was also a twenty dollar bill under the note. Dammit. Make that eight hours at the arcade. He quickly got to work. The taking out the trash part was easy, but mowing the lawn? His parents were still having him use an old push mower. This would not be fun.

After a couple of hours, he was finally done. Without looking to see if his parents had left him any other surprises, he ran out the door towards the mall. Since Jinn had wanted to spend as much time at the arcade as possible, he decided to take some of the more secluded back streets. This would take him past a couple of buildings that he wouldn’t be caught dead in. Namely, the library. Besides not wanting to look like a bookworm, there was also this really nerdy girl that always spent her spare time outside of school there. She wasn’t so bad herself, but she had this obnoxious infatuation with him. She wasn’t that bad of a person, she just would not leave him alone. This wasn’t one of those harmless, secret crushes, oh, no, this was one of those out-in-the-open, “she
thinks that I love her but I don’t” kind of crushes. This was the type where the person with the crush gets crushed.

Again, it wasn’t that he held anything against her; it was just that she was extremely annoying. Her name was Megan Reynolds. She was a reasonably cute red-head with a very slim (border-lining on unhealthily thin, really) figure. She was definitely brainy and seemed to have an irritating knack of focusing on one thing in particular and ignoring everything else. She was also annoyingly thorough about every task. A true perfectionist.

Oh, well. If going by that library meant getting more time at the arcade, so be it. If Megan did find him, then at least there wouldn’t be anyone around to see him. Following this logic, he started down the back streets. No sooner had he gotten near the library that he heard a shout. “Jinn! Oh Jinn! Over here, sweetie!” Suppressing a groan, Jinn turned around. And came face to face with Megan. “Hello, there.” Megan giggled like a little girl. “Did you come all this way just to see little, ole’ me?” Good lord that was awful! “Uh…no Megan, not really. I was just…”

“Oh stop being so shy, silly. You might as well tell me what your real feelings are for me. Everyone else knows them.” At least she got that much right. “I mean, Jinn, how more obvious can it be that you have a crush on me.” Well…so much for that. She’s delusional. Jinn started to back away to get away from this lovesick girl. Suddenly, the thought grabbed him that if Megan was willing to put on a few pounds of muscle, she could really become beautiful.

No sooner had this thought passed through his mind, that he envisioned the body of the frail girl in front of him ballooning with muscles. Again, as soon as this thought had passed through his head, a strange look passed over Megan. It looked as if she were spacing out and being focused at the same time. The best way that Jinn could describe it was that she looked as if she were in a trance. Slowly, her face began to flush as a change began to overtake her. As her face flushed, she began to moan softly, as one would as they began to go through an extremely pleasurable experience.

Jinn couldn’t do anything except stare and watch as this girl was slowly undergoing the very same transformation that he had so often fantasized about. He stood gawking as she began to stretch taller, growing from her petite five-foot frame to a much taller six feet, seven inches. As her limbs stretched up towards the sky, some of her features began to undergo a noticeable change. At first, only the minute changes in her facial features were apparent. The skin on her face slowly cleared itself of all blemishes, mainly those caused by zits. Jinn could guess that the same was happening all over her body. As her skin became flawless, her lips swelled slightly, giving her a pouting look. She parted those lips and let out a low moan of pleasure. It took Jinn a while to notice that her body wasn’t the only thing lengthening. Her hair was growing longer too. It didn’t take long for her to grow a thick mane of waist-length hair.

Suddenly, she thrust her unremarkable chest forward. Jinn’s eyes were immediately drawn to it as her nearly flat breasts began to perk up. It didn’t take long for her breasts to start pushing forward and showing up against her shirt.. Jinn stood mouth agape as her chest began to push forward, turning her once small, flaccid bust into incredibly firm, gigantic globes of flesh. Jinn was surprised that her shirt hadn’t burst from the strain at this point.

She began to cry out with more force as the transformation began to pick up the pace. Her limbs began to jerk as they forcibly expanded from frail sticks into pillars of muscle. The first parts that notably changed were her legs. Her already large feet slowly came more into proportion with the rest of her legs as her calves, quads, and hamstrings expanded, easily shredding her pants. Moaning with obvious pleasure, she slowly flexed her arms. As she flexed, he biceps swelled and her triceps gained definition. Jinn’s eyes followed the rising mounds of flesh on her arms. Suddenly, her torso convulsed, completely destroying her shirt, revealing an astounding eight-pack, balloon like breasts on mountainous pecs, and a monstrously muscled back.

Soon, the transformation stopped. Jinn could scarcely believe what had just transpired in front of him. At the moment, he was staring at the spot where there had, no more than one minute ago, been a scrawny, almost completely unattractive girl. Now, instead, a gigantic, tan, heavily muscled behemoth stood there, examining her new body. Jinn could not believe it! His fantasy had actually come true! He stood in awe as he gazed upon her beautiful form. How long had he fantasized about seeing such beautiful biceps. Those terrific triceps. The boulder-like shoulders. He couldn’t help but stare at her massive chest. Jinn couldn’t believe how her now incredibly wide back tapered down to such a trim waist. And how her ass bulged out with muscle into a beautifully rounded mass. He could see the individual striations between the muscles of her body. It was just too much to handle. His gaze continued down to her ripped abs. He could probably loose a role of pennies in there. As his eyes wander south, he noticed how she had perfect symmetry in all of her muscles. Everything was in perfect proportions to everything else and each muscle was identical to its twin. His sights settled on her gorgeous legs. Her absolutely straight legs now have amazing muscular curves. Every cut, bulge, striation and vein was shown in excruciatingly stark definition. He was still having trouble believing that the mousey girl that he had known for so long had transformed into this incredible mountain of raw power, despite having witnessed it himself.

Suddenly, Megan blinked her eyes, as if she were coming out of a trance. She looked at her body. Surprisingly, she didn’t scream at either being nude in the middle of a neighborhood or at the fact that she was suddenly an extremely muscular behemoth. Instead, she stared. She just stared at each rippling muscle. Slowly, she flexed each awesome appendage. She just gaped as each muscle reached higher and higher as she flexed. Finally, she found her voice. “What happened to me? I’m huge! This feeling of power, I can’t even describe it, it’s so enormous! How big are my muscles? My arms must be at least thirty inches around! And my chest! Not including my new more bountiful bust, it must be forty inches around! My bust itself has gone from an A half cup to at least a double D. And my muscles are so hard! I wonder how strong I am.”

Megan looked around her for something to try out her strength on. The only thing that she saw that was at hand was Jinn. Slowly smiling, she reached down for him. It didn’t take long for her intent to dawn on him. Suddenly, Jinn found himself in the middle of a raging storm of emotions. On the one hand, he could stay and witness her awesome strength and basically live out his fantasy. On the other hand, he could run like hell and possibly avoid any possible oncoming pain.

Jinn was still undecided when Megan reached him. She picked him up with almost ridiculous ease. Her arms didn’t even get a slight pump from lifting him. “Wow, Jinn! Have you been eating alright? You feel pretty light! I can’t believe that I’m holding you aloft so easily with only one arm! I never would have guessed that I could ever have this kind of strength. Now, let’s see how strong I really am.” Grinning maliciously, she began her tests.

First, she just lifted Jinn off of the ground a couple of times, just to see if she could get a pump. No luck. Next she tried throwing him up into the air and catching him, this time to measure her strength by seeing how high she could launch him. She couldn’t get a good estimate, but it was still pretty high, nonetheless. She decided to try something a little different. She reached toward some trees and easily uprooted and lifted them. She then proceeded to juggle them along with Jinn. Despite being bruised pretty badly, he was awestruck at this awesome display of strength.

*******

These little tests of strength continued for the next half an hour. By that time, Jinn was badly bruised, though nothing broken, in several places. None were in an area that could be seen when clothed, so he could still go on his date. Megan had set him down a couple of minutes ago to go find something heavier to start lifting. She had become extremely pumped up in the last half an hour. Her muscles had almost doubled in size from when she had first transformed.

Jinn was still a little shocked by the whole experience. Ignoring his desire to stay and watch her work out, he decided that now would be a good time to leave. If she came back and he was still here, there would be no telling what she would do next. She probably still had enough self-control to avoid killing him, but the way that things were going right now, he didn’t want to press his luck.
Jinn ran for about fifteen minutes before he considered it safe to slow down. He didn’t here any yells of rage at his disappearance, so he must be in the clear. Well, this day was turning out to be pretty weird. Once again, he let his apathy take over. He was once again on his way to the arcade. Even though he was now apathetic about the issue, it was still a nagging at him in the back of his thoughts.

*******

As Jinn was walking down the street, someone called out to him. Jinn looked around to see who it was. He was still in a residential area, so anyone around could be calling him. He was still looking around when that same person called out to him again. This time, though he saw who it was. It was another girl from his school. She was leaning out of her bedroom window waving to him. She was too far away for Jinn to easily see who it was. Naturally, he moved closer. Oh. It was Stephanie Taylor. She was an okay student. She was a pretty, but not extremely so, blonde, both literally and figuratively. Her only real downside was that she tended to be a little crazy. It was not uncommon for her to do some incredibly outrageous thing for the sake of simply getting attention. Almost every time, it worked. The times that it didn’t, though, were followed by bouts of depression followed by an even more ridiculous act.

Jinn looked up to her second-story window into her almost, but not quite, beautiful face. “Hey, Steph! How’s it going?” She gazed down at him and said, “Oh, I’m doing okay, but I’m having a lot of trouble with my physics homework! Could you please come up here and help me?”

“Sure, Stephanie. No problem.” Jinn wasn’t spectacular at school, and barely passing physics. Therefore, Jinn could only assume that there was an ulterior motive. It took Stephanie all of ten seconds to get downstairs and open the door. Jinn was not surprised. For as long as they have known each other, Stephanie had been dropping countless hints that she wanted to be more than friends with him. Her latest was “accidentally” spilling a large pitcher of water onto herself. This in itself wasn’t so spectacular, but how she did it was. First of all, it was ice-cold water. The second was that she was wearing a thin white t-shirt. The third was that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her shirt. The last was how she kept fondling herself as she dried herself. The thing that had surprised him the most about that stunt was how she had planned it out perfectly so that no one else was around to see until she was dry again. She rarely thought anything out that much, especially her little stunts.

Soon after this thought had passed through his head, the door was snatched open. No sooner had the door been opened that Jinn was all but dragged inside. After being ushered up the stairs, he found himself in Stephanie’s room. As she closed the door, Jinn finally got a good look at his host. She was dressed VERY skimpily. She was wearing a very short mini-skirt that showed some amazingly long, toned legs. If the skirt had been any shorter, she might as well just be wearing underwear. She was also wearing a very short shirt that left her midriff completely bare. It looked more like a sports bra than a shirt. Adding to that illusion, she was braless, so her shirt showed more than an ample amount of her firm, round, c-cup cleavage. The whole ensemble left precious little of her curvaceous form to the imagination.

Jinn was stunned at the display before him. He knew that she had a great body and a decent face to go with it, but she had never gone to such lengths to show it off before. Duh! Of course not! If she did, then all civilization within a five mile radius would grind to a halt.