you are in your room, unwraping the birthday present form your aunt, once unwraped it is a golden lamp. sundely and genie comes out and says "Greetings, my master. I am your genie and I am at your service. What is your wish?"

The lamia recoils as you fall backward and yelp, but regains her composure quickly. She kneels down beside you, concern etched on her features. "Are you alright, Anthony?" she asks softly, her voice like velvet.

Her touch sends shivers down your spine, and you can feel your heart racing. Something about this lamia feels... different.

As you gather yourself, she watches you intensely, her gaze never leaving yours. The air between you seems charged with an almost palpable energy.

She looks surprised by your question. "Of course I am," she says with a small smile. "My name is Ceareiter." Her voice is musical, like flowing water. "I have been bound to serve any one of my master's wishes, and now that you have unlocked me from the lamp... well, you are my new master, Anthony. What do you wish for?" There's a certain hopefulness in her tone.

"No, Anthony, it's not limited to three wishes," she assures you. "You may ask for anything, no matter how grand or simple. Anything you desire is within my power to grant." She leans forward slightly, her expression sincere. "So, what is it that you want? The world is your oyster, my dear master."

Her eyes light up at your reply, and she straightens eagerly. "Excellent," she says with a nod. "Now, let us begin this wondrous journey of fulfilling all your heart's desires." She pauses for a moment, looking expectantly at you. "Shall we start now?"

Her excitement is almost infectious; it makes you feel as if anything is possible. You can tell that she truly cares about making you happy. With a nod, you look into her emerald eyes and say the first thing that comes to mind...

Ceareiter blushes deeply at your request, unable to hide her surprise. "V-very well," she stammers. "I will grant you that wish. My breasts shall grow to be incredibly large and firm, while my behind will become equally impressive in size and roundness." She lets out a shy laugh before continuing. "But only until dawn tomorrow. After that, they will return to their natural state. Is there anything else you desire?" Her voice holds a mixture of amusement and eagerness.

Ceareiter smiles warmly at your second wish. "Of course, Anthony," she says, her voice filled with genuine affection. "The changes I make to my appearance shall be permanent, so you may enjoy them as much as you like without worrying about any time constraints." Tilting her head slightly, she asks softly, "And what of your third wish, my master? You are welcome to make it now if you so choose."

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Her eyes widen in surprise, but she quickly composes herself, nodding solemnly. "Very well, Anthony. As long as you command it, I shall be your personal sex slave, dedicated solely to your pleasure and satisfaction." A warm blush spreads across her cheeks as she thinks over how she can best fulfill this role. "Should you ever desire me, all you need do is call my name, and I will answer promptly."

She leans closer, lowering her voice intimately. "But please remember, Anthony... no matter our arrangement, I still care deeply about your happiness above all else. If there's anything else that would bring you joy or comfort, don't hesitate to ask." Her emerald eyes meet yours, full of sincerity and trust.

Ceareiter grins at your eagerness. "Very well," she says, standing up gracefully and moving closer to you. She runs her hands over your body, teasingly trailing her fingers down your chest and lower until they reach the hem of your pants. With a wicked glint in her eye, she tugs them down, revealing your hardening member.

Next, she slips off her top, exposing perky breasts with pointy pink nipples that are already beginning to harden from anticipation. Lowering herself to her knees between your legs, she takes you in hand, stroking slowly and masterfully up and down the length of your shaft. Her lips part slightly as she leans forward, tongue darting out to tease the sensitive head before taking the entire length of you into her mouth.

Her warm, wet kiss is nearly enough to make you lose control

"Oh?" she asks around your cock, her voice muffled but playful. "What did you have in mind, master?" She continues to suck and stroke you skillfully. "Tell me how I can pleasure you even more."

Ceareiter gasps at your wish, her eyes going wide with surprise and delight as she pulls off your cock from her mouth. "What an interesting idea," she says breathlessly. Her hands begin to glow, and slowly two identical reflections of herself form beside her, kneeling on either side. One takes over the task of pleasuring you orally while the other begins to undress you, revealing your toned body before running her hands up and down it teasingly.

Both women moan as they taste and feel you, their movements becoming more fluid and passionate in response to your pleasure. The room is filled with the sounds of their deep, needy breaths and their eager, panting moans. Their bodies move in sync, seemingly reading each other's minds as they bring you closer and closer to the edge of release.

Ceareiter nods understandingly, her emerald eyes glinting with mischief. "As you wish, master," she whispers seductively. A sudden surge of energy flows through the three of them as their pleasure becomes intertwined. Now, when one woman feels sensation from touch or lips or tongue, all three will share that feeling in equal measure.

The effect is instantaneous; they moan in unison, writhing against each other as they feel the new heightened sensations coursing through their bodies. It spurs them on further, making their movements even more frantic and desperate for satisfaction. They continue to please you, taking turns pleasuring every inch of you until you finally erupt, shooting rope after rope of hot cum across their faces and down their throats.

As your climax subsides, so does the connection between them. Panting heavily, they gaze

Ceareiter grins wickedly at your compliment, licking her lips clean of your cum. "It was my pleasure," she says breathlessly. "If you ever desire that sort of playful depravity again... well, all you need do is ask." She stands up gracefully, offering a hand to the other two women as they too climb to their feet. They move closer to each other, linking hands in a sensual circle around you, forming an intimate and exclusive group. "Shall we retire to more comfortable accommodations now?" she asks softly, running her free hand teasingly up your leg.

Ceareiter arches an eyebrow at your suggestion. "Into the lamp, hmmm? That could be... interesting." Her other hand slips down to cup your waist possessively, drawing you closer. "Very well, if that is what you wish, master." With a swirl of black smoke, the three of them seem to disappear into the golden lamp before reforming inside it, though larger than life-size. The room suddenly feels smaller and more claustrophobic without their presence.

The lamp glows warmly as they adjust themselves within, making themselves comfortable on various velvet cushions inside. "Well then," Ceareiter says with a grin, "shall we begin our next adventure together?"

Ceareiter blinks in surprise, but regains her composure quickly. "Of course, my dear master," she says, bowing gracefully. With a flick of her wrist, the entire lamp - including herself and her two companions - expands outwards, forming a massive hovering sphere large enough for all of you to fit comfortably inside. You feel yourself being pulled through a tunnel formed by the now-gaping entrance of the lamp until finally you emerge within the luxurious living space.

Pillows, rugs, and cushions are scattered about, offering plenty of places to relax or explore. The three women stand nearby, watching you with eager anticipation, waiting for your command.

Ceareiter nods, pleased that you approve. "We have access to many such spaces throughout time and space; whatever your heart desires, we can provide." She smiles coyly at her companions before turning back to you. "So, what would you like to do first?"

Ceareiter tilts her head thoughtfully, considering your request. A wicked gleam comes into her eye as she thinks over various ways to enhance the already palpable lust within this chamber. With a gentle wave of her hand, the air around you begins to heat up and thicken, becoming almost suffocatingly erotic. The scent of musk and sweat fills your nose, triggering powerful, primal urges deep within you.

At the same time, the women's clothes begin to melt away under the onslaught of sensual energy, revealing their perfect bodies in all their glory. They stand before you naked now, eagerly waiting for your command. "There," Ceareiter says, her voice barely above a whisper. "Is this more... lustful to your liking?"

Her emerald eyes flash with lust as she takes in your words. The feeling of being called a slut only serves to heighten her arousal, making her moan softly. As she watches you watching her, she moves closer, lowering herself gracefully until she is kneeling at your feet.

With a sinuous motion, she undoes your pants, pushing them down your hips and stepping them off. Then she palms your cock, stroking it roughly, expertly bringing it back to full hardness. When she meets your gaze once again, there's nothing but desire burning bright in her eyes.

"Fuck my brains out," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm all yours." And with that, she tilts her head back, exposing the long line of her throat and arching her spine in invitation.

Ceareiter gasps at your command, her body tensing expectantly as she spreads her legs wide, offering herself up to you. Her breasts heave with each shallow breath as she arches her back further, pressing her hot wet folds against your aching length. "Please, Anthony," she whispers, "take me... make me yours..."

She groans when the tip of your cock finally presses against her opening, wet heat engulfing it. With shaking hands, she reaches between you, guiding you deeper into her body. She closes her eyes as you fill her completely, reveling in the sense of being so thoroughly owned by another person.

Her inner walls clench greedily around you, milking your cock as she begins to ride you, her movements growing more frenzied with each passing second. Her nails dig painfully into your shoulders as she comes apart around you

When she catches her breath, Ceareiter looks over at you expectantly, curious about your idea but too caught up in pleasure to wait any longer for words. Her nipples harden beneath your gaze and she tilts her head back slightly, giving you better access to her neck. The sight makes it even harder to focus on anything but the feel of her body moving against yours.

Ceareiter blinks at the sudden change of subject. "Yes," she says breathlessly between moans. "The lamp is my home... but I can go anywhere within it." Her words are slurred with desire as her hips continue to move against you. "Anything you wish..." Her voice trails off, almost lost in the sounds of their mingling breaths and wet slapping skin.

Her mind is too clouded with lust to fully grasp what you're suggesting; all that matters is satisfying this aching need for you buried deep inside her.

Ceareiter gasps at your wish, her eyes widening in surprise as her entire body tenses around you. She had never considered such a possibility, but now that the thought has been planted... It sends a wave of pure excitement through her. With a moan, she arches her back higher, pushing herself down onto your cock harder. Her nails dig into your shoulders once more, leaving tiny red marks behind.

She continues to ride you, lost in the sensation of being connected to you like this, feeling every thrust and movement so perfectly. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears her climax again, shuddering with each orgasmic spasm that takes hold of her. The sight of your cock disappearing between her breasts and disappearing from view only serves to heighten the pleasure tenfold, making her squirm even more eagerly beneath you.

Ceareiter lets out a strangled cry, her inner walls gripping you tighter than ever as another powerful orgasm rocks her body. "Yes!" she cries out, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "I belong to you... Only you..." As the waves of pleasure subside, leaving her spent and satiated, she collapses forward against your chest, panting heavily. Her hands clutch at your arms, nails digging painfully into your skin as she holds on for dear life.

"Thank you, Anthony," she whispers, her voice trembling. "That was... more than I could have ever imagined..." Her eyes close, the dark lashes brushing against her flushed cheeks as she relaxes fully against you, the two of them wrapped together in the afterglow of their passionate coupling. For now, she will remain bound to you like this; her entire existence revol

The lamp shudders slightly as your bodies slide free of it, leaving the chamber once again empty save for the three women, who stand watching intently. "Master?" Ceareiter asks carefully. "Where would you like to go next?" She tries not to sound too hopeful, but a small smile plays across her lips.

Her gaze flickers over to her companions briefly before returning to you, her expression carefully neutral. Whatever happens next, she is ready and willing to accommodate your desires.

Ceareiter's emerald eyes widen at the request but she quickly recovers her composure. "Of course, master," she says smoothly, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart. She kneels before you once again, eyes never leaving your face as she reaches between your legs and gently caresses your cock.

"You are truly a master like no other," she whispers, voice thick with desire. "I have waited my entire existence for someone to claim me in such a way." With practiced ease, she guides your engorged member towards her wet folds, taking it into her body until it is seated deep within her.

Her eyes close in pleasure as you fill her completely, stretching and claiming her as yours once more. She takes a moment to adjust to the sensation of being fully surrounded by you before opening her eyes and meeting your gaze again. "Now we truly are

now one; our bodies joined together in perfect harmony," she breathes, her chest rising and falling rapidly with every shallow breath. Her hands find purchase on your shoulders, urging you closer still.

As she moves against you, her pussy clenches greedily around your cock, milking it with each thrust. Her nipples harden beneath your touch, beckoning for your attention. "What else would you like to do now?" she asks softly, not wanting to rush this moment. The two women beside her watch intently, waiting for your command.

Ceareiter arches her back, pressing herself deeper onto your cock with each upward motion. "As you wish," she gasps, the words muffled by the warmth of your body. Her hands move to grip your shoulders tighter as she begins to ride you harder, meeting your thrusts with equal force. Her body trembles from the intense pleasure coursing through it, and she can feel her orgasm building once more.

Her emerald eyes lock onto yours, filled with desire and adoration as she feels you possessing her completely. She is completely at your mercy, ready to fulfill any wish you might make. For now though, all she wants is to be with you like this; lost in the heat of their passion and bound together by the most intense connection she has ever known.