[Vic]

Damn Drumstick, good story!!  Don't stop now!

[drumsstick master]

wow, you like me, you really like me! in that case, this is going to be something of a let down.

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Stan woke up, his face wedged between setylas breasts. he didn't think he would ever get tired of waking up like this. he lowered his right hand and gently stroked her abs. he heard setyla sigh in her sleep. he smiled, and thought as he rubbed the eight steely balls that made up her stomach. last night he had been attacked by a man who would have, he gulped, would have killed him and raped setyla. he had been scared for his life, but the adrenaline rush it had given him was fantstic. for the first time in a week he had felt really alive. all the rest of the time he had felt wrapped in cotton wool. stifled, close, shut in. he liked feeling protected by setyla, but he also liked to get into situations where he needed to be protected.
"Good morning master." Stan looked up at her face. she was smiling warmly. "Same as usual for breakfast?"
"Sure."

Stan thought as he masticated. he had become an archeologist, not for the fame, or the history, but for the adventure. He had seen indiana jones, and knew that was something that he wanted to do. He of course knew that trap laden tombs were in short supply, and they could stay that way. he wanted to grasp the unknown, to see the lost things in this world. He wanted to pierce ancient and forgotten darknesses. setyla took away the plate once he had finished. Stan stood up and wandered to the bathroom. setyla had told him about his apartment before:
"So, it's a magic apartment?"
"Exactly. the rooms are bigger on the inside than the outside, and everything is automatically restocked. food, gas, water, its all magically replenished."
"What if i want to change the decoration?"
"Silly. you just have to ask me." and so he stood in the massive marble covered room with its gold taps, and bathtub larger than the average swimming pool.
"Master?" setyla had appered behind him. "may i join you?"
"Sure, sure." he mumbled absently. setyla clapped, and the bath was filled with hot, foamy water.

Setyla was worried. her master wasn't paying attention to anything. when she had wandered up to him in the water and pressed him to her naked breast, he hadn't acknowledged her in any way. she looked down at him. he was simply staring into the middle distance, brows knitted together in thought. she had to confront him.
"Master?"
"Hmm?"
"Master, is something the matter?"
"Well… yes." setyla was taken aback
"Its not a problem with me, is it? you don't like my body, do you? you want me to be smaller." she started to shrink, loosing her muscles as she did so. she knew this muscle thing was just a phase. which was a pity, she would miss being that size.
"No, its not that, you were perfect before." stan replied.
"Oh" setyla bulked back up again, every peak, bulge and ab glistening with water. "So, what is it then? Is it a problem with me?"
"Sort of."
"Please, tell me. I will do whatever i can to change."
"you could be a bit more independant." Setyla sighed
"I'm sorry, but i can't do that. My purpose is to be a slave. I am totally subservient to you because i have to be. i protect you, obey you, satisfy you, because to me, it's like breathing. i can't stop it, even if i want to." Stan shifted his positioning and pressed his lips to her bicep.
"Ok, i guess i'll have to live with that."
"Why do you want me to be more forward thinking? Most men would be glad to have a slave rather than a person."
"I'm not comfortable with it. You have no will of your own. you don't act independantly unless i'm presented with a direct threat. It just doesn't fit in with how i think women behave." he nuzzled against her breast. "i'll just have to accept it, i guess."

Setyla sighed inwardly. Stan didn't conform with her idea of a man, either. He wanted protection, nurturing. he wanted to listen to her opinions. the other one, the one who had had the touch before him, had used her like a rag, got her to use her magic when he needed it, used her when he needed her, and ignored her the rest of the time. she did prefer stan, but it would be nice to have him a bit more, well, aggressive. he seemed to want to live the peaceful, leisurely life. the other one had wanted to rule, master, dominate everything. she looked down at the man cuddled against her. He found her sexy, in this new body. this body like carved marble, everything about it enormous. her muscles, her breasts, her height. she enjoyed it, but she knew it wasn't conventional for women to be this way, or for men to like them like this. he moved to get some soap, but she beat him to it. she worked up a lather, and started to massage it into his back.
"Don't worry." she said as she worked. "You can do me." when she had finished lathering up stan, she handed him the soap and leaned her chest against one of the baths sides. as he worked the cleaning foam into her skin, she felt it. his magic spilling from his hands into her. the warmth spread from her back to all over her body. she sighed and enjoyed the feeling. her impressive muscles, tensed from the previous conversation, relaxed and loosened. his magic bled into hers, slowly, slowly altering her power. every moment of touch with him changed her magic, so it was more like his. it made her closer to him, more sensitive to him. she turned over, exposing her chest to suddenly hesitant hands. she gently took his wrists, and planted his hands on her breasts. "Slave, remember?"
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suggestions, comments, flames, leave it all here. please, your comments make me feel all warm inside.

[Vic]

Disapointed? Not at all!  This provides an insight to the Genie thing that is not touched upon very often.

[Fonk]

This is an absolutely fantastic story! 😀 I really like seeing both points of view and I'm really eager to see how the story will be resolved. Also, Setyla is very hot. 😉

[Max]

Great chapter. It brings a lot of light at the relationship the main characters are having. I can't wait to see what will happen. I really hope that Stan's touch affects Steyla's magic allowing her bend the rule that obligate her to be a slave, so she can please at her master.  😉

Max

[drumsstick master]

Ok, here comes part 4

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They sat on the sofa in front of the tv, stan in a red dressing gown, setyla in a tiny light pink one.
"There is another thing the matter." stan said as the news came up on the massive flat screen. Setyla looked down at him, her face quizzical. "I want to do more excavations. I mean, this is great and all, but i want to get back to it." she inclined her neck and kissed his forehead.
"Of course. what do you want to find?"
"I don't know. Do you think you could find me a nice, sprawling tomb to explore?" Setyla nodded. "I'd better have an early night. excavation is tiring work."
"You go on ahead." said setyla "I'll find something for you to do."
"Do you want to come with me?"
"of course, master." Ten minutes later, setyla crawled into bed alongside stan. she wrapped a massive, muscluar arm around him. he melted into her, wrapping his arms around hers. she smiled, and placed her other arm on his shoulder. She had found an undiscovered pyramid in the mexican jungle. there were some pretty good pieces of treasure in there, but she had avoided a closer look with her magic so as not to spoil the surprise. Her master would have fun tomorrow.

Stan stood on the platform outside the entrance to the pyramid. the mossy grey stone, untouched for centuries with its intricate aztec carvings was an impressive sight. even more impressive was the large stone slab that served as a door. the large, heavy, stone slab. stan scratched his head.
"How are we going to get in? the mechanisms shot" he said, indicating a small rusted lump that might once have been a lever. "and that slab's got to weigh fifty tonnes."
"Worry not master." setyla announced "I can get us in." stan slumped resignedly.
"Of course. how could i forget. well, go on. do your thing." setyla grinned and walked up to the entrance. she squatted down, dug her fingers into the base of the slab, and stood. the massive stone fought her, but it was a losing battle. as she raised her arms, the air was punctuated with the sound of counterweights and chains grinding and snapping. stan walked under the stone, held up by the massively muscled, incredibly cute, genie. she turned, and gently let the slab down with a groaning sound. stan fired up a lantern as setyla remarked
"You know, i think this bodies rubbing off on me. time was i would have just magiced that open." stan patted her arm, it was warm from the exertion.
"Well, if you've got it, you may as well use it. come on, lets explore."

setyla was facinated by her masters behaviour in this ancient structure. he behaved like a five year old child. every mound of treasure was greeted with glee, the carvings on the wall were examined in painstaking detail. she couldnt help but smile inwardly. she had done a good job. her master was happy. Stan was digging through a pile of artefacts.
"Hey" he held up a gold ring with a large ruby set into the metal. "wonder what carat it is." he carefully brushed off a bit of dirt with his fingertip. the ring started to glow, and he passed out.

"Master?"
"Master?" two voices were calling him. he sat up, and his face contacted a massive pair of breasts. "Oh master!" setyla enveloped him in her huge arms, crushing him to her chest.
"You're ok." said a second voice. it was decidedly female, and so was the figure that ground itself to his back.
"Umm, setyla?" stan said, his voice slightly muffled. "Who is this?"
"Sorry." setyla released him from her hug, and so did the other "Master, this is Fertale, another genie."
"Hello, master." the woman bowed. she was dressed like setyla, in baggy trousers and a cloth strap over her breasts. the gem set into her forehead was round and clear, while setylas was smoky blue and six sided. her eyes were sleepy and smoky, her hair was braided into a long plait, and her skin was soft and golden.
"Lets go home." stan announced. "This is too much."

stan sat on his bed, his two genies standing over him, staring expectantly. the huge setyla, and the lithe fertale. his head flopped down, and he let out a breath.
"I'm not sure if i can cope with this." he mumbled
"Master, please."
"If theres anything we can do."
"It's not that." they looked reproached "I'm not sure i can keep both of you happy." they both let out a laugh.
"It is our job to make you happy." setyla replied
"Yes, and two women like us would be a fantasy come true, wouldn't it?" fertale offered.
"I keep forgetting that you're slaves. I keep on wanting you to not be slaves." he grabbed fertales hand "Would you become muscular, like setyla?"
"Of course master." She brushed off his hand, and was enveloped in an ambient glow. when it subsided, fertale had grown. a lot. every muscle on her body, her biceps, her glutes, her quads, right down to the last oblique, was pumped, ripped and hard. stan fell back onto the bed. "I need sleep. you two can talk as long as you like, you probably have a lot to catch up on." blackness enveloped his vision, as four strong hands pulled the cover over his body
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please, leave any comments on this latest plot development.

[David C. Matthews]

"Double your pleasure, double your fun…" 😀

Love it!!

[Max]

I really like that Setyla used her muscles to open the door rather than her magic. Also, when Stan found the ring, I was expecting that it will be a magic object, but I never imagine how much magic it was. I burst of laughts when I Setyla mentioned the second genie and even I laught more when Stan mentions that he didn't want two slaves.

Great chapter. The story is turning out very good. Now with two muscled genies that want to please him, I must say that Stan is a very luck man  😆

Max

[Fonk]

Definitely an interesting development! Keep up the great work, dude! 😉

[Jon]

Better and better! I like how the story is developing… he definitely knows what a fine mess he's in now!  😆

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