Charlotte lets Uda free and he grants her three wishes.
Charlotte was out shopping downtown. She was looking for some new clothes but nothing seemed to be fitting her correctly. It was not too tall or too short, standing at five feet six inches. It was her body. She had wide hips and muscular legs from years of playing sports. Her upper body was thin in comparison. Her arms had no real definition and her chest was way too flat for the rest of her body type. Her face was pretty enough but her black hair was thinning.
Her white sneakers stopped at the cross walk waiting for the light to change. Her eyes were pulled to the shining light across the street. It appeared to be a genie lamp in the window of the thrift store. She grew up loving the movie Aladdin. She always wanted to have her own lamp. She turned and crossed the avenue. Once on the other side the light changed and she crossed the street she was waiting at before.
It was only a handful of steps before she found herself at the shop's door. She stepped into the small covered area of the old building and reached for the brass door handle. An easy twist and the door swung in. The top of the door hit a hanging bell to let the shop owner know there was a custom.
“I will be right out,” called an old male voice. Instead of waiting for him, Charlotte headed to the glass storefront. She reached over the other weird knickknack things on display and grabbed the lamp. As she turned, an old man was watching her. His face was covered in wrinkles and hair was grey and missing at the top. His shirt was too big for frame. “I just put that out this morning. I knew it would not take long to catch someone’s eye.”
Charlotte barely heard him. She looked over the lamp in wonder. It was heavier than she thought it would be. Thinking it is made of brass or bronze. The handle and front looped in a pleasing design. Even being heavy it felt perfect in her hands. She brought the genie lamp up to see it closer and saw small runes carved into the metal. She knew she had to have it.
Ten minutes later she left the store two hundred dollars lighter but with a new prized possession. She spent the money she was going to use to buy new clothes. She didn’t care because the handful of stores had nothing for her. She headed back to her car and drove to her apartment.
The drive was twenty minutes in traffic. A Saturday in the city really sucked to drive. She parked and headed up to her apartment on the third floor. She placed the bag with the lamp on the small dining table and went to make herself a sandwich. It only took a few minutes and she was sitting back at the table shortly. She took a bite of her sandwich and as she was chewing she pulled the genie lamp free. As she looked it over she noticed a small blemish on the side.
She stood and headed to the sink. Wetting the rag she used to clean her dishes, she headed back to the table. With a quick wipe she cleaned off the blemish. She took another bite of her sandwich. As she was chewing she noticed a wet black streak still on it. She wiped it clean with her hand until the smudge was gone.
She continued to chew. Her attention was pulled to the pile of clothes that needed to be folded. She did not see the runes on the lamp being lit one by one. She turned back to the table to take another bite. That is when she saw the runes glowing. When the finally one finally lit up a greenish smoke started to escape from the nozzle in the front. More and more of the smoke escaped. Charlotte dropped her sandwich and started to push her seat back.
Was this really happening? No way genies are real. She knew she had a tough week but this was not happening. Her curiosity made her lean forward to get closer to the smoke even as her mind told her to run.
The smoke thickened in front of her. She could see a form being shaped in it now. “Holy fuck. Is this real? A real genie,” she muttered. More of the smoke disappeared and in front of her was the shape of a humanoid. He stood at least six foot five. His exposed upper body looked like it was carved from ebony stone. Chest and biceps that she dreamed of. His face was cut from the same stone like skin but his thin black beard and long hair framed his face. Poking out from his hair was his ears. Both came to a point like an elf but he was no elf she ever heard of. A golden chain hung around his neck and each forearm had gold bracers. His legs were covered in baggy green pants and black boots that came up to his calf.
“I’m a Jinn not a genie. Know this, mortal," he rumbled, the sound like grinding millstones. "I am not a slave to be commanded, but a force to be bargained with. The laws of Suleiman—peace be upon him—bind my hands, but my heart remains as wild as the Simoom wind. Speak your desires, but weigh them against the soul you carry.”
Charlotte's mouth dropped open in shock. The large man stood across the table in front of Charlotte with his hands on his hips. He waited a few moments and then after Charlotte was showing no movement he said.” I am Uda the Rewarding at your service of you maiden.”
Charlotte finally regained herself. “You're a real genie.” Her body leaning to the end of the chair. Uda stepped around the table to be in front of her as her eyes danced over him.
“As I said before, I’m jinn not genie,” his voice low, annoyed sounding voice sending vibrations into her. “Who are you maiden?” He moved closer and closer to the shocked woman.
“I’m Charlotte and you really look like a genie.” She leaned back as the mountain of a man got closer and closer.
"Dost thou truly fail to discern the gulf between us? Hearken, for we are the Jinn, fashioned by the Great Hand from the scorching winds and the smokeless fire of Marij. We are a nation of sovereignty; we choose our dwellings in the silent wastes and the ruins of kings, tethered to no man’s whim.
Contrast us with the Genie—that wretched, shackled spirit, whose very essence is bartered for a vessel. They are the 'Marid' of the lamp, spirits sold for their form, bound to the iron or the clay until three whims are satisfied. They are but slaves to the one who rubs the brass, prisoners of the seal.
But we? We are the free. We walk the hidden paths by our own will. And yet, though no chain compels me, I hold the keys to the unseen. I possess the power to grant that which thy heart covets.
I ask thee now, seeker: Wouldst thou taste of my favor?"
“Can I get three like a genie grants,” she said with excitement building in her voice.
"By the ancient sands and the breath of the desert, if such be the longing of thy heart, then so it shall be written. Three boons I bestow upon thee, a gift from the deep places of the world. Yet, hearken! Before the seal is pressed and the fates are bound, I must have thy name. Speak it clearly, for the heavens must know with whom this covenant is struck, and the stars themselves shall witness our pact. Speak your name, maiden so this pact can be.” He loomed over her now but she was too excited to care that he entered her personal space.
“I’m Charlotte Myers,” she stood up, hand outstretched. “How do we do this?”
“Charlotte Myers,” Uda said as he took her hand in his. His grip was strong and his hands felt rough as it covered hers with ease. “You willingly enter a contact with Uda the Rewarding for three boons. Upon the last of your wishes, you will not ask any more wishes or boons of any kind. In exchange for these wishes you will lay willing with Uda the Rewarding for one evening. Once completed our contract will be completed. Do you agree to these terms?”
Charlotte was taken aback by his part of the contract. To fuck this Jinn. At first she was going to say no, but then she got curious. “One question first. How long have you been in that lamp?” Her eyes looked up to the towering humanoid.
“What is the year,” he responded in that booming voice that made her knees weak?
“2026,” she answered quickly.
“Then it has been 467 years since I was last called from my lamp. Does that make a difference?
She smiled. “No not really,” she said back to him. But it did. She had a magical being willing to give her three wishes for some sex and he hasn’t been laid in close to five hundred years. This will be fun, she thought. “Let’s do it,” she said as she bounced on her toes.
“Charlotte Myers, you will accept three wishes from Uda the Rewarding for one evening of laying with him. Do you agree to these terms?”
“I do agree to these terms,” she said with a huge smile. She already knew what her wishes would be. A greenish light engulfed her. She could feel his magic wrapping around her. Sinking into her skin. As the greenish fog lessened she saw a golden, green bracer form over her right wrist. It was an inch in width and had three black gemstones set within the metal. She pulled her hand free and looked at the new jewelry on her wrist. “There is no latch to take it off.”
“That is true. It will magically detached at the end of the contract. Until then it will remain. The three stones are each of your wishes. Once used the stone will lose its color. I hope you like the design.”
“You didn’t say anything about this Uda,” she started with a bit of anger in her voice. It morphed quickly thou. “I really do like the design. Thank you Uda,” she finished. Then leaned in and gave him a hug. She could feel his body tense. All but one part that seemed to like the affection.
Uda cleared his throat. “Do you have any idea what your wishes would be?”
“That I do,” she said, pushing away from him. “You can change the way I look, correct?” His head nodded. “Then come over here with me,” she told him as she grabbed his hand. “I want to show you some women that I want to look like.” She took him to her desk and opened her computer.
“What is this kind of magic,” he barked out. Charlotte spent the next hour explaining technology to the Jinn. Showing him how at her fingertips she could search for anything. Finally he started to understand the new way of the world and Charlotte started to search for her new look.
After typing athletic bimbo into the search engine, the screen populated with all kinds of photos. Thick ladies filled with muscles, tits and ass. “You see,” Charlotte said, pointing to the screen. “This is what I want my body to look like. Is that something your magic can do? Make me into an athletic bimbo.”
Uda looked over the screen at the images uploading. “What is an athletic bimbo?” I can see most are blonde but some have dark or red hair. They all seem to have the body of an Amazon Princess but with a large ass and breasts of the milk mothers. How does that all work?”
“Hmm, how to start? The term bimbo means an attractive, sexual and unintelligent woman, often associated with excessive makeup, revealing clothing and blonde hair. That is why you see so many blondes on the screen. I want that but with a toned body. My muscles showing off that they have been worked out, I guess like the Amazon Princess you talked about. So what do you say?” She turned in the chair to face him. Finally able to see the black orbs of his eyes.
“If you wish for this, Uda can make it come true.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out in happiness as her hands clamped together. “What do we have to do?”
“You should be laying on a flat surface. Once we start we can’t stop, so you must be sure.”
Charlotte blurted out,” I’m ready.”
“Good, where shall this transformation happen? Here on the floor?” He stepped back and pushed up to his full height and motion to the hardwood floor of her small living room.
“No, no,” she started as she stood. “Let’s go to my bedroom. I can be comfortable as you change me.” She took his hand and led him to the bedroom. “Will this hurt?”
“No, your body will only feel the tingles as my magic works. You may feel your body change but nothing more than that. Uda can tell you that your body will be tired after the transformation, so you may need to sleep.”
In the small bedroom, Charlotte moved quickly to lay on the bed. Uda took a moment to look over the room. It had a dresser and standing lamp in the corner. A large mirror was hung over the dresser overlooking the bed. Uda moved over her body which was laying flat on the bed now. “Do I need to remove my clothes?”
“No, you may leave them on. Are you ready?”
“Yes, I am. Make me into a new woman.” She closed her eyes and made herself ready.
“Charlotte, you need to make the wish for me to start,” Uda voice was thick with power.
She opened her eyes and looked up at the giant. She felt even smaller then. Small and vulnerable laying there. Her mouth felt dry then but she was able to force out the words. “My first wish is for you to turn me into an athletic bimbo as we discussed earlier.”
“Uda the Rewarding will grant you your wish.” He raised his hands over her body and started to chant in a low voice. The words didn’t make any sense. Sounding more like sounds than any words she ever heard. The same greenish smoke drifted down around her. That is when she closed her eyes again.
The chanting continued as she felt her body tingle. It was a warm feeling, like first getting into a warm bathtub. Letting her body soak in it. Feeling her stress and trepidation leave. As her body relaxed she could feel the magic working. Sinking into her muscles at first. Making them grow. She could feel the additional strength in them. Her calves tightening was the first to finish. The muscles in her arms grew. She could feel the bicep and tricep growing. Becoming more defined.
The muscles freeing and toning so quickly was uncomfortable, but her body radiating in the green mist made it bearable. She felt her thighs shrink but become more toned at the same time. Her hips remained the same but the layer of fat was changed. The same with her ass. Laying down, she felt the change from and large abby reared to a firm ass one could bounce a quarter off.
The tingling reached her head and neck next. The double chin tightening and disappearing. She could feel her cheek bones changing. Her lips became more full. Her scalp then started with the now familiar tingle.
Then it was her upper body. The final part of her body being transferred. She could feel her breasts becoming more round and full. Growing, becoming heavier as she laid there. She wanted to open her eyes but they didn’t want to respond. As her chest was changing, her waist became smaller. She could feel her core change from being weak to radiating strength.
Her new body felt amazing, but that was not the only thing she felt change. Her mind also changed. She could feel her IQ drop as the tingles washed over her body. She would have been worried about this but her sex drive compensated for it. As she became dumber she became horny. Was that right? She could not remember.
Her body was exhausted as she felt the magic being pulled back. She wanted to see her new self but she was too tired to move. Even open her eyes. She let herself drift into sleep.
She woke up about an hour after the transformation took place. Her body stretched. Grabbing at the tight was way too tight. She was groggy as she opened her eyes. Standing at the end of the bed was the large humanoid. She jumped for a moment as her mind finally caught up to her waking body. Uda was watching her. Protecting her as she changed.
“Welcome back Miss Charlotte. How do you feel,” the large Jinn asked as his body stood there unmoving.
“Uda, did it work?” Her hands moved down to her now large round tits. Grabbing a handful until she needed them to be free and ripped off the tight top. “Oh yes, it fucking worked. Just look at these sexy fun bags. Big and round. They are going to make all the new and some of the women drool.” She swung her legs over the bed. “Oh fuck. This body.” She quickly walked over to the mirror hanging over the dresser.
“Damn, this is one hot body. Look what you did,” she said, calling over her shoulder to Uda. Her hands roaming over her new body. “You outdid yourself. Let’s see the whole package.” She pulled down her leggings to expose her now tight ass. “Fuck, this ass is perfect. Just look at it and my legs, long and toned. What a body!” Her left hand slapped at her perfect ass as her right slid into her crotch. Her fingers found her pussy starting to leak, so of course she needed to touch it more.
That is when she stopped. “Wait a moment. You changed my dark raven hair to platinum blonde.” Her figures twirled in the long thick wavy hair. She turned to face Uda. “Why?”
For the first time since she started to explore her new body the large humanoid spoke. “You wished to be changed into an athletic bimbo. That is what Uda did. He gave you the body and personal we discussed of one of these fascinating athletic bimbo types. Are you not pleased?”
“The body is amazing but I’m not sure about the hair.” She turned back to the mirror. Her platinum hair twirling. She let her fingers play with the long hair. Pushing the few loose strands back behind her ear. “I guess it is pretty hot. Makes me look like a complete bimbo slut.” Her hands roamed over her body again. Teasing her harding nipples and again finding her snatch.
She turned back to Uda. “You said,” changing to her version of his coming voice, “body and personality.” Her voice changed back to the new sing song bubbly voice she found so right. “I didn’t ask you to change my personality. What did you do?” As she looked at this giant, she didn’t really care for the answer anymore, only to see what he was hiding under those awful baggy pants.
“Your wish was to change you to what we discussed about athletic bimbos. You explained to Uda the Rewarding the body type and personality of one of these creatures. That is what Uda gave you.”
“Wait,” she said as she stepped close to him. “What did you change?”
Uda took away what you call IQ. Making you not as smart as before and replacing that with the sexual urges a needy bimbo slut needs. Did Uda say that right?”
“You did say that right, but you made me dumber. I don’t think my smart old self wanted that. But her fault if she fucked up the wording and made me dumb. Anyway, bimbos are dumb. Dumb and horny. That second one I think I’m nailing. I’m so fucking horny. I need a dick in this new body. Uda you better be able to fuck.”
“Uda the Rewarding is named for giving rewards of many orgasm to his partners. Let Uda show you.” His hands went to his hips.
“One thing first. Let me make a second wish. To be a proper bimbo slut, I’m going to need new outfits. Many and many new outfits. Shoes, so many shoes.” She started to pace in front of the stone like man. “Pumps, heels, boots, flats and even cute sandals. All the makeup too. I’m going to need so much and I don’t make that much as my job. Come to think about it, I don’t know what I do. I know the title but I have no clue how to do any of it. Maybe that will be a problem. Well not if you grant my second wish, stud,” her hand coming to rest on his hard chest. It felt rough like stone but she could feel the heat on his skin.
She turned from him and went to her closet. It was a moment before she pulled what she was looking for. She turned back to Uda and said,” I want my second wish on this bag. I wish that when I reach into this bag to pay for anything this bag will have the amount needed and twenty percent of the cost for a tip.”
Uda raised his hands and the green mist encompassed the bag. “Uda can grant this wish. This bag will give you the full coat of your bill plus twenty percent for a tip.” He looked down at the hot young naked bimbo.
She smiled, holding the bag tight to her chest. “Oh this is going to be so much fun.” She saw the giant looking down at her with a curious glance. “What,” she questioned in a playful voice.
“That was a well thought out wish. Uda is a bit surprised you came up with that wish.”
“Oh silly, I have been thinking about my wishes for a very long time. Since I was a kid.” She put the bag down on the dresser and pressed into Uda. “I worked on the wording over and over in my bubbly head. No way I could forget it. You know what else I have been thinking about in this wish fantasy.”
“Uda the Rewarding does not know.”
“Fucking the genie.” She pushed up to her tippy toes and was only at the top of his chest. “I guess this fantasy will have a Jinn instead of the genie and I would not have it any other way. Fuck me Uda.”
Her body launched forward, all inhibitions leaving her. The distance between them vanished in a single fluid arc. His arms came up without hesitation, one hand catching her beneath the thighs while the other pressed flat against the small of her back. The impact made no sound—no grunt of effort, no stumble backward. He stood rooted, as though she weighed nothing at all, as though her body against his was the most natural thing in the world.
Her fingers found his shoulders, touching his tough skin. Her legs wrapped around his waist, ankles locking in at the small of his back. She tilted her head, studying his face from this new vantage point—the sharp angles of his beard covered jaw, the way his dark eyes reflected the emerging stars, the slight curve at the corner of his mouth that suggested he had expected this all along.
She leaned in.
The first kiss landed soft as a whisper against his lips. Her mouth moved with deliberate slowness, tasting rather than taking. The warmth of him seeped through her palms where they cradled his face, thumbs brushing along the razor edge of his cheekbones. He remained still beneath her attention, a statue carved from living stone, allowing her to set the rhythm.
Her lips parted slightly, and she felt him respond in kind. The pressure deepened by degrees—a gradual awakening rather than an explosion. She traced the seam of his mouth with her tongue, a question posed without words. His grip on her back tightened, fingers curling, pulling her closer until no space remained between their bodies.
The kiss shifted.
What began as tentative exploration became something more insistent. Her tongue swept into his mouth, meeting his in a lazy spiral that quickened with each passing second. The taste of him—smoke and honey and something ancient, something that reminded her of deserts she had never seen and fires that burned without consuming—flooded her senses.
She made a small sound against his lips, a vibration that traveled between their pressed mouths.
His tongue answered hers, sliding along its length, curling and retreating in a wordless conversation. The hand at her back splayed wider, pressing her impossibly closer. She felt the hard plane of his chest against her breasts, the coil of muscle in his arm as he supported her weight without strain, without tremor.
Minutes passed, or perhaps hours—time had grown slippery, unreliable. The city lights shining in through her bedroom window. Indifferent to the two figures locked together.
She broke the kiss, her breath coming in shallow pulses against his damp lips. Her head tilted, exposing the long line of her throat as she gasped. His mouth found the curve of her jaw, pressing a kiss to the sensitive skin just below her ear. She shivered in his arms, fingers tightening on his shoulders.
But she wanted more.
Her mouth found the column of his neck. She started at the hollow of his throat, where the collarbones met in a shallow well. Her lips pressed there first, a gentle suction that drew the skin between her teeth. Then she moved upward, following the corded muscle toward his jaw. Each kiss left a faint mark, a constellation of affection mapped across his flesh.
She felt his pulse beneath her mouth, steady and slow, a drummer keeping time for a song only he could hear. Her tongue traced the path of that hidden rhythm, feeling it quicken by the smallest degree as she worked her way higher.
At the junction where neck met jaw, she paused. Her teeth grazed the skin, not quite breaking the surface, applying pressure that hovered on the edge of pain. A sound rumbled in his chest - low, barely audible, more vibration than noise. His hand moved from her back to the nape of her neck, fingers threading through her pale hair. He turned her body with his. He placed his right knee on the bed and lowered her onto it underneath his large form.
She was pinned by his weight. His kisses on her lips sent little explosions popping along her skin. His thick lips pulled apart from hers and started traveling down her new naked body. Kissing along her left shoulder and down her now muscular arm. He made a switch back to her body as he came even with her large breasts. Mouth biting lightly along her left one as his hand grasped her right. She moaned in pleasure for the first time in her new body and she liked the way it sounded in her ears. Sweet, sexy and needy.
Uda's mouth worked her boob for a while. Licking at her nipples. Making them harden by his touch. His tongue teased her until he wrapped his mouth over her nipple. Sucking on her tit as he was sucking to gain a life changing nectar. As he did his tongue flicked along her rock hard nipple. “Oh my god. Yes Uda. Suck those needy nipples. So damn good. Who would have thought this could turn me on so much,” she muttered between moans.
Uda kept his travels south. Placing sweet little kisses along her tight belly. She lifted her head and watched the Jinn's handsome face kissing her cut midsection. Seeing a washboard stomach for the first time. She liked the light touch of his lips on her skin but her body needed more, so much more. She was ready to beg him to keep going to her pussy but the large human-like man moved himself down.
His beard tickled her inner legs but that thought was gone once his tongue hit her moist pussy lips. She felt a blast of electricity course through even nerves in her body. Was it his skill or his magic she didn’t know and didn’t care. What she knew was she never felt pleasure like this. His face moved deeper in between her legs. The long rough tongue darting in and out of her wet spot. Playing at her clit. Making her moans deepen.
“Oh god yes. Hit that spot with your magical tongue.” Her words come out slowly, in between her deep moans. “Hit that spot. Right there. Right fucking there.” She never in her past life got this far, this quickly. Was it him or the new sex drive of this body. It didn’t matter because she felt it building.
Charlotte sank back onto the rumpled sheets of her queen-sized bed, the faint hum of the city outside her apartment window barely registering over the pounding of her heart. Her bedroom walls, painted a soft gray, closed in around her like a private cocoon, the air thick with the scent of her arousal and lust. She spread her legs wide, knees bent, exposing her tight pussy to Uda's hungry gaze. Charlotte's curvy body—full breasts heaving with each breath, soft skin flushed pink—trembled in anticipation. She loved this, being laid out submissively, letting Uda take control with that expert tongue.
“Oh god lick that clit. Yes hit it just like that,” she moaned as her head fell back.
Pulling his head back to take a glance at her in her blissful state. Uda knelt between her thighs, dark hair falling over his shoulders as he eyed Charlotte's glistening folds. Uda lived for this—making women like Charlotte scream from the relentless assault of his mouth. He leaned in, breath hot against Charlotte's sensitive clit, and dragged his tongue slowly along the slick slit, savoring the salty taste of her lover's wetness.
'Fuck, Uda,' Charlotte gasped, her voice already breathy, hands fisting the sheets. 'Don't tease me too long.'
Uda smirked, his lips brushing the swollen nub. 'Oh, I'm gonna tease you just right, my sweet maiden. Until you're begging to cum.' He flicked his tongue over the clit, light at first, circling it with deliberate slowness that made Charlotte's hips twitch.
The sensation shot straight through Charlotte like electricity, her tight pussy clenching around nothing. Uda's mouth was relentless, pressing harder now, licking the hard pearl with flat, broad strokes of his rough tongue that had Charlotte's breath quickening into sharp pants. He sucked the clit between his lips, pulling gently, then harder, the wet suction echoing in the room alongside Charlotte's growing moans.
'Yes... oh god, right there,' Charlotte moaned, louder now, her voice raw and unfiltered. Her soft skin prickled with goosebumps as Uda's tongue delved lower, lapping at her wet folds, pushing inside just enough to taste deeper. The pressure built fast, a coiling heat in her core that made her thighs quiver around Uda's head.
Uda didn't let up, his skilled mouth working Charlotte's pussy like it was his only mission. He sucked on the slick lips, tugging them with her teeth before soothing with hard licks, his hands gripping Charlotte's curvy thighs to hold her open. The room filled with the obscene sounds—slurping wetness, Charlotte's hips bucking up involuntarily, grinding against Uda's face.
Charlotte's moans escalated, turning into sharp cries that bounced off the walls. 'Uda! Fuck, your tongue... it's too good. I'm gonna—' Her words cut off in a guttural yell as the orgasm hit her like a freight train, raw and violent. Her body shook uncontrollably, back arching off the bed, pussy pulsing wildly as waves of pleasure ripped through her. She screamed, loud and unrestrained, the sound tearing from her throat—'Ahhh! Cumming! Fuck, yes!'—her voice hoarse, echoing her passion.
Tremors racked her frame, her full breasts bouncing with each convulsion, soft skin slick with sweat. Uda kept his mouth locked on Charlotte's clit, licking through the spasms, sucking harder to prolong the ecstasy. Charlotte's hips jerked erratically, her tight pussy gushing more wetness onto Uda's chin, the oversensitive nub throbbing under the continued assault.
'Keep going... don't stop,' Charlotte panted between yells, her hands flying to Uda's hair, pulling him closer. Another wave crashed over her, her screams turning into desperate, vocal pleas—raw outbursts that filled the bedroom, shaking with the intensity she'd never felt before. Uda's tongue flicked relentlessly, teasing the edges of her folds now, drawing out every shudder, every cry.
Charlotte's body quaked, legs clamping around Uda's head as the pleasure bordered on too much, yet she craved more. Uda's dark eyes locked on hers, gleaming with satisfaction at the vocal storm she unleashed, his mouth never pausing in its hungry work.
Uda's tongue delved deeper into Charlotte's soaked folds, lapping up her slick arousal with hungry, deliberate strokes while his beard scratched teasingly against her inner thighs. He flipped her over effortlessly with those powerful hands, positioning her on all fours—face buried in the sheets, her plump ass arched high in the air like an offering to her dominant. She whimpered in anticipation, her bimbo body quivering as his breath ghosted over her exposed holes.
Without hesitation, Uda buried his face between her cheeks again, his tongue flicking out to circle her tight asshole while his lips sucked greedily on her swollen pussy lips. He alternated between the two, rimming her puckered entrance with firm, probing licks that made her clench and gasp, then diving back to her clit, sucking it hard enough to send jolts of ecstasy through her core. Charlotte's moans grew louder, more desperate, her fingers clutching the fabric beneath her as waves of pleasure built from his expert mouth work. 'Oh fuck, Uda... yes, right there,' she begged, her voice high and needy, submitting completely to his control.
Satisfied with her dripping readiness, Uda pulled back just enough to yank down his pants, freeing his thick, throbbing cock. It sprang out heavy and veined, already leaking precum from the tip, but he kept it hidden from her view for now—letting the mystery heighten her submission. He gripped her hips firmly, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he knelt behind her, the head of his dick nudging against her entrance. Charlotte panted wildly, her pussy clenching around nothing, aching to be filled.
With a low growl, Uda pushed forward slowly, inch by inch, stretching her tight walls around his massive girth. She felt every ridge and pulse of him invading her, so much bigger than she'd imagined, filling her completely until he bottomed out, his balls pressing against her clit. 'That's it, take it all, you little slut,' he commanded, his voice rough with dominance. He held still for a moment, letting her adjust to the fullness, then began thrusting—slow at first, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, savoring her whimpers.
But Uda wasn't one for restraint. His pace quickened, hips snapping forward with increasing force, pounding into her wet, needy pussy like she was made for it. Each deep thrust slapped against her ass, his cock driving relentlessly into her core, hitting that spot that made stars explode behind her eyes. Charlotte screamed in raw pleasure, her body rocking forward with every brutal plunge, her tits bouncing wildly beneath her. 'Harder! Fuck me like your bimbo whore!' she cried out, lost in the submission, her walls fluttering around him.
He obliged, gripping her hair to yank her head back, arching her spine as he railed her harder, faster. The room filled with the obscene sounds of skin slapping skin, her juices coating his shaft and dripping down her thighs. Charlotte's orgasm crashed over her without warning—her pussy spasming violently around his cock, squirting hot cum all over him as she wailed, 'I'm cumming! Oh god, Uda, yes!' Her body shook, milking him with rhythmic squeezes, but he didn't stop, driving through her climax to chase his own release, owning every inch of her trembling form.
Uda pulled out of her pulsing pussy. Letting her feel her orgasm. Letting it take over her body. He turned the sexy bimbo over to her back. He leaned down over her. Letting his lips kiss hers once again. Soft and sexy with a bit of sweet mixed in. He laid on his side next to her. A few moments later she was coming down from her blissful state and climbed over his chest.
She kissed him more. Tasting her own pussy juices on his lips. It was intoxicating. She needed more. Knowing his dick was covered with it, she started to slide down his body. Kissing it the same way he did as he first went down on her. A quick tease of the nipples below she kissed the hard rock like abs. Lower and lower she went until she was kneeing between his legs. Uda sat up as she gripped onto his member.
Charlotte's lips stretched around the thick head of Uda's cock, her tongue swirling over the salty tip as she tasted the mix of her own juices and his pre-cum. She moaned softly, the vibration humming against his shaft, making his hips buck slightly. Uda's hand tangled in her hair, guiding her gently but firmly, urging her to take more. She obliged, sliding her mouth down further, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard, bobbing her head with increasing rhythm.
Uda groaned, his fingers tightening in her locks. 'That's it, you bimbo slut, suck that cock like you mean it,' he growled, his voice rough with need. It has been close to five hundred years without a mouth wrapped around his member. Charlotte's pussy still throbbed from her orgasm, slick and empty now, but the ache only fueled her hunger for him. She reached up, wrapping her hand around the base of his massive dick, stroking what her mouth couldn't yet reach. Her saliva dripped down his length, making her grip slick and easy.
He watched her through half-lidded eyes, loving the way her tits swayed with each movement, nipples hard and begging for attention. Uda reached down, pinching one roughly between his thumb and forefinger, twisting just enough to make her gasp around his cock. The sound sent a jolt straight to his balls, heavy and full, ready to unload.
Charlotte pulled back for a breath, strings of spit connecting her lips to his glistening head. She looked up at him, eyes dark with lust. 'Fuck, Uda, you're so big,' she whispered, before diving back in, taking him deeper this time, her throat relaxing to swallow more of his girth. She gagged a little but pushed through, determined to please her dominant lover.
Uda's free hand roamed to her ass, squeezing the firm cheeks before sliding between her legs. His fingers found her soaked folds again, dipping inside to curl against her sensitive walls. 'You're dripping for me still,' he murmured, pumping two fingers in and out while she worked his cock. The dual sensations had them both panting, bodies heating up for what came next.
Charlotte's throat convulsed around Uda's throbbing cock as she forced herself deeper, her gag reflex kicking in hard, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes from the stretch. Saliva bubbled from her lips, coating his shaft in a glossy sheen that dripped onto his balls. Uda's thick fingers wove tighter into her platinum blonde strands, not yanking but directing her pace—slow at first, then faster, making her bob with desperate urgency. 'Deeper, slut, take every inch,' he rasped, his voice a low command that sent shivers racing down her spine.
Her pussy clenched emptily, the slick heat between her thighs growing unbearable as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder, tongue pressing flat against the underside of his veined length. The ache built like a fire, her clit pulsing with need, juices trickling down her inner thighs. She whimpered around his girth, the vibration making him hiss through clenched teeth, his hips thrusting up instinctively to fuck her mouth.
Uda's other hand gripped her shoulder, nails digging in just enough to mark her skin. He pulled her off with a wet pop, her lips swollen and red, strings of spit bridging the gap to his slick tip. 'Look at you, choking on my dick like a good bimbo. But I can see it in your eyes—you want this fat cock stretching your cunt again, don't you?' He smirked, wiping a tear from her cheek with his thumb before shoving it into her mouth alongside the taste of him.
Charlotte nodded frantically, sucking on his thumb as she ground her hips against nothing, her soaked folds begging for friction. 'Please, Uda... fuck me. I need you buried balls-deep,' she begged, voice hoarse from the abuse on her throat. She climbed up his body, straddling his waist, her tits brushing his chest as she positioned herself over his towering erection. The head nudged her entrance, parting her lips, and she sank down slowly, gasping at the burn of his thickness splitting her open once more.
She bounced harder on his thick cock, her slick pussy walls clenching around every inch as it plunged deep inside her. 'Fuck, you're so goddamn big,' she gasped, her voice husky and breathless, eyes locked on his as she rode him like a woman possessed. 'This massive dick of yours is stretching me out so wide—I can feel it splitting me open, filling every fucking inch of my tight little hole.'
Her large breasts heaved with each downward thrust, the heavy globes slapping against her chest, nipples hard and aching from the friction. The sensation of his girth rubbing against her inner walls sent electric jolts through her core, making her clit throb with need. 'It feels so fucking good, baby—your cock is hitting spots I didn't even know I had. I'm getting so horny riding this beast; my pussy's dripping all over you, soaking your balls.'
She moaned louder, her hips slamming down faster, the wet sounds of her arousal echoing in the room. 'God, you're turning me into such a slut for this dick. I can't stop—I need it deeper, harder. Make me your dirty whore.' Her body trembled, the building pressure in her core making her thighs quake. Suddenly, her legs gave out, buckling under the intensity, and she collapsed forward onto him.
Her hand splayed across his stone-like chest, fingers digging into the firm, rippling muscles as she caught her breath. Instead of thrusting anymore, she shifted, grinding her soaked pussy down onto his throbbing length. She rolled her hips in slow, deliberate circles, feeling his thick shaft press against her g-spot with every twist. 'Mmm, yeah, just like that—your big cock grinding right up against my walls, making me cream all over you. I love how it pulses inside me, owning my slutty cunt.'
His hands gripped her ass, pulling her closer as she rocked against him, her breasts now pressed flat against his chest, nipples scraping deliciously over his skin. The shift in rhythm intensified everything—the deep, insistent pressure building her toward the edge, her dirty words spilling out between pants. 'Fuck, I'm gonna cum so hard on this huge dick—keep stretching me, make me beg for more.'
Charlotte's screams tore through the air as waves of bliss crashed over her body, her pussy clamping down hard on Uda's thick cock buried deep inside her. Every nerve ending fired with electric heat, her inner walls fluttering wildly around his girth, milking him as the orgasm ripped through her core. 'Such a big dick! Such a big dick!' she cried out, her voice breaking into desperate sobs of pleasure. 'It's filling me up completely—stretching my slutty pussy to the limit. It's so much, oh god, it's too much and I love it!'
Her hips bucked involuntarily against him, grinding her clit against his pelvis while his shaft throbbed inside her, pressing against every sensitive spot. Uda's strong hands dug into her ass cheeks, spreading them wide as he thrust up sharply, owning her with each powerful stroke. 'Yes, use my slutty pussy—it's yours, all yours!' she begged, her large breasts crushed against his chest, nipples scraping raw against his sweat-slicked skin. The fullness of him made her feel utterly claimed, her juices gushing out to coat his balls and thighs, the slick friction driving her wild.
'What the fuck? What the fuck?' she gasped as another surge hit her, her body arching back, spine bowing in ecstasy. Uda growled low in his throat, flipping her onto her back without pulling out, pinning her legs wide as he pounded into her relentlessly. His cock slammed home, the head battering her cervix with bruising force, turning her into his personal fucktoy. 'Use me like your fucktoy—ram that huge thing in me, make me take it all!' Her hands clawed at his back, nails raking red trails down his muscles as tremors started in her thighs, shaking her entire frame.
'That shit is so good—yes, yes, make me cum again!' she wailed, her pussy convulsing in rhythmic spasms, squeezing his length like a vice. Uda's pace quickened, his hips snapping forward with brutal intensity, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room alongside her filthy pleas. 'I don't ever want this to stop—use that fucking pussy, fuck me so good, give my body all the pleasure it craves!' Her legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his ass to pull him deeper, her body shaking uncontrollably now as the second climax built, coiling tighter in her belly.
'It's fucking me so good—oh fuck, Uda, don't stop!' she moaned, tears of overwhelming sensation streaming down her cheeks. His thumb found her swollen clit, rubbing firm circles that sent sparks exploding behind her eyes. 'I don't want it to end, Uda—use it, claim this dripping hole forever. I wish this feeling would never end!' Her whole body quaked violently, muscles tensing as the orgasm was ready, but then it stopped as she saw the same green mist covering her. Invading her body as before.
She trembled in his arms. Her eyes burned with hunger, already craving more of his dominating thrusts. She found herself staying on the edge of her orgasm.
Charlotte's body hovered on the precipice, her pussy throbbing relentlessly around Uda's massive cock, every inch of her slick channel clenching in desperate need. The waves of pleasure built higher and higher, coiling tight in her core, but the release dangled just out of reach, leaving her gasping and writhing beneath him. Her large breasts heaved with each ragged breath, nipples hard and aching as they brushed against his chest. 'What is going on?' she pleaded, her voice a broken whimper, eyes wide with confusion and frustration as she looked up at Uda's smirking face. Her hips bucked against him instinctively, grinding her swollen clit along his shaft, but the friction only intensified the torment, sending fresh surges of heat through her veins without tipping her over.
Uda's hands gripped her thighs, holding her spread wide as he rolled his hips slowly, deliberately, dragging his thick length through her dripping folds. The head of his cock nudged her g-spot with agonizing precision, making her inner walls flutter and spasm, but he pulled back just enough to deny her the final push. 'You made your final wish,' he murmured, his voice low and commanding, leaning down to capture her lips in a bruising kiss before pulling away. His fingers dug into her flesh, controlling her every movement as he thrust shallowly, teasing her entrance with the promise of more. 'Your body will stay in a loop of pleasure—always closing in on orgasm but never getting there. This tight little pussy is mine to edge forever, clenching and begging without ever spilling over.'
She moaned loudly, her body arching off the bed as another wave crashed through her, her juices flowing freely, coating his balls and trickling down her ass crack. The sensation of his girth stretching her was exquisite torture—every vein pulsing against her sensitive spots, her clit pulsing in time with her heartbeat, swollen and desperate for friction. 'Uda, please... I need to cum, it's too much,' she begged, her nails scraping down his arms, leaving red welts in their wake. But he only chuckled darkly, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while the other slid between them to circle her clit lightly, feather-soft touches that made her tremble violently. Her pussy squeezed him harder, trying to pull him deeper, but he held still, letting her own movements do the work, building the pressure without mercy.
'Feel that, Charlotte? Your slutty hole gripping me like it can't let go,' he growled, thrusting once hard enough to make her cry out, her legs quivering around his waist. The slap of their bodies echoed, her arousal making obscene wet sounds as he withdrew almost completely, only to slide back in torturously slow. Wave after wave hit her—her belly tightening, breaths coming in short pants, breasts bouncing with each futile grind—but the peak eluded her, leaving her skin flushed and slick with sweat. 'You're my perfect toy now, trapped on this edge, dripping and aching for what you'll never have. Beg for it, tell me how bad you want my cock to make you explode.'
Her mind fractured under the onslaught, every nerve alight with unfulfilled fire. She rocked against him wildly, her ass lifting off the sheets, chasing the bliss that hovered so close. 'Fuck, Uda, it's driving me insane—your huge dick filling me, rubbing everywhere, but I can't... oh god, I need it so bad!' Tears pricked her eyes, her body shaking as the loop tightened its hold, another near-climax ripping a sob from her throat. He released her wrists, letting her claw at his shoulders while he pinched her nipples roughly, twisting them to send jolts straight to her core. The pleasure looped endlessly, her pussy walls rippling in endless frustration, forever denied the sweet rush of release, bound to Uda's will in this eternal tease.
Her pussy squirting around his pistoning cock, soaking the sheets beneath them. Uda didn't let up, driving through her shudders, his own release building as he growled, 'This pussy is mine. Your sexual pleasure powers me my sweet slut. It makes me stronger and keeping you in your own created prison of pleasure will feed me. It will feed me for eternity. What a delicious turn of events.”
Her body bucks as her pleasure rises again only to deny her once again. “Please make it stop. Please I can’t, I just can’t. It is going to break me. I can’t take it. Please.”
"Oh, Charlotte," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her chest. He didn't pause in his movements, his hips driving forward with a wet, slapping sound that echoed obscenely in the quiet room. "You made the deal. You know the wishes can’t be changed."
Charlotte squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the image of him, the reality of what was happening to her. Her mind scrambled for a purchase, a way to retreat into the safety of denial, but her body betrayed her. Her inner walls clenched tight around him, a traitorous, greedy embrace that pulled him deeper, milking the thick length of his cock as it pistoned into her.
"I will fuck your slutty pussy until it breaks your mind," he continued, his tone conversational, as if he were discussing the weather rather than systematically dismantling her sanity. He shifted his angle slightly, hitting a spot inside her that made her vision explode into white starbursts. Her back bowed, a cry tearing from her lips before she could bite it back.
The sensation was overwhelming. It wasn't just the physical stretch, the way he filled her so completely that she felt split in two, but the heat that seemed to emanate from him. It was a supernatural fire, burning away her thoughts, leaving only the primal, animalistic need to be taken, to be used. She could feel the wetness gathering between her thighs, coating his shaft, making the friction slick and unbearable.
"When that happens," he said, leaning down closer, his breath hot against her ear. "I will take your body back into my lair as a battery for my power. Using your never ending edge of orgasm to siphon your sexual energy to make myself stronger."
A shiver raced down her spine that had nothing to do with the pleasure coursing through her veins. The word *battery* hung in the air, cold and final. She remembered the contract, the fine print she had skimmed in her desperation, the archaic wording she had dismissed as metaphor. Now, feeling the energy leeching out of her with every thrust, replaced by a dark, heavy euphoria, she understood the literal truth of it.
He was feeding on her. Not just her flesh, but her essence, her will.
"You will just moan waiting to be used by me again," he whispered, his tongue tracing the shell of her ear, sending a fresh jolt of electricity straight to her core. "A fucktoy that is always ready."
He punctuated the words with a particularly hard thrust, his pelvis grinding against her clit, forcing a sharp, high-pitched keen from her throat. Her legs trembled, wrapping instinctively around his waist, pulling him in, surrendering to the inevitable. The resistance in her mind was fracturing, splintering into a thousand shards that were quickly swept away by the tide of ecstasy.
"Doesn’t that sound nice?"
The question was rhetorical, a taunt. He didn't wait for an answer. He straightened up, gripping her hips with bruising force, holding her steady as he began to pound into her in earnest. The rhythm was punishing, a steady, driving beat that hammered against her cervix, pushing her past the point of pleasure into a realm of sensation so intense it bordered on pain.
Her head thrashed against the pillows, her hair a chaotic halo around her flushed face. "Please," she gasped, the word barely intelligible. She didn't know what she was begging for—mercy, release, or for it to never end. The boundaries of herself were blurring. She wasn't Charlotte anymore, the ambitious woman who had sought power at any cost. She was just a vessel, a wet, quivering hole for his use.
His dick pounded her wet pussy, the sound of their coupling loud and wet in the room. *Slap, slap, slap.* The rhythm was hypnotic, a metronome counting down the seconds of her former life. In and out, driving into a blissful madness that felt like drowning in warm, thick honey.
She could feel the pressure building at the base of her spine, a tight coil of pressure that built with every stroke. Her toes curled, her thighs quiver, her breath hitched on her chest. She was so close now. So much to give in. To lose her mind, herself.
Then she snapped. He watched as her eyes rolled back. Letting an earth shattering moan. When her body broke, so did her mind. Uda knew his work was done. He pulled his member from her broken hole. He leaned down and picked up her form. Her body still moaned as the pleasure coursed through her but it was just physical. Never again, her mind will never spark.
He carried her shaking form in his arms. She was now his and he would take her back to his lair to start her new life like so many before her. Standing by the lamp, he called on his power. The green smoke engulfed them and seconds later they were gone.
Ten minutes later Uda came back to Charlotte’s old home. He looked different. He was smaller, the size of a normal male. His skin was now pale. Gone was the dark ash stone like skin. His hair changed to blonde and his beard was gone. He picked up the lamp, his home and headed out the door. Off to his next adventure or victim, whichever came first.