bimbosanddolls: “As you wish, madam.” The magical being replied. Michael and Amy w
bimbosanddolls: “As you wish, madam.” The magical being replied. Michael and Amy were arguing over Michael’s reckless spending when a genie appeared from the antique bottle he had just purchased. He offered the couple three wishes each that would allow them to change their partner in away that better suited their desires. Amy was pretty content with Michael’s looks but she decided to make him a little more muscular. Satisfied with her husband’s appearance, she used her next two wishes to make him more careful with his money and more assertive in their relationship. The genie looked at Michael, “You have three wishes, sire.” Michael knew instantly what he wanted to do to Amy. In the past, he thought of asking Amy to get breast implants but he was always too worried that she’d be offended. Now, because of her wish, Michael had no concerns; he’d get what he wanted. “Okay, for my first wish, I want Amy to look like a stereotypical bimbo bombshell: big boobs, tiny waist, long blonde hair, full bee-stung lips, make up done, always dressed sexy. Oh, and big vacant eyes.” Amy was livid. She didn’t think Michael would do much to her physically. He had never complained about her looks in their near decade together. Her breasts were a solid handful and she was fairly easy on the eyes. She couldn’t believe Mike wanted her to look like some sexed up Barbie doll…. “Consider it done.” The genie’s deep voice echoed throughout the room. Then, in an instant, Amy felt her body changing. Her “solid handfuls” started inflating like twin beach balls on her chest. She cupped them and nearly orgasmed from the increased sensitivity. Her shoulder-length brown hair began cascading down into platinum blonde locks. She felt her lips tingle as she could only imagine they were becoming more plump and inviting. Amy felt her waist become narrower to give her a perfect hourglass shape which was only accentuated by the corset that was revealed when her normal clothes disappeared. The changes done; Amy couldn’t believe what Michael had done to her. She looked like a porn star. She wanted to bitch at Michael for what he did to her, but she was interrupted by his next wish. “For my next wish, I want Amy’s brain to match her new body. I want her to be a stupid, slutty, and obedient bimbo trophy wife.” “Your wish is my command.” The genie nodded and turned to Amy. “What?! Michael, what the fuuu….” The blonde beauty felt the anger in her mind suddenly disappear. The rage had been replaced with complete bliss as images of Amy sexually pleasing Michael flashed in her mind. Her mouth hung open slightly as her remarkable IQ dropped and left her as nothing more than an empty-headed piece of arm candy. Her dreams of becoming an award-winning author were replaced by her desire to obey Master. As she thought about doing sexy things for him, Amy hardly noticed her hand drifting closer to the sudden heat between her legs. Michael looked at his wife and was happy with his wishes. Realizing he had one wish remaining, he turned to the genie. “For my last wish, do you think we can do this to her friends?” -- source link
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