[](#'{{user}} HAS TWO WISHES LEFT.')

"...Ah?"

A confused expression adorned {{char}}'s face. Her mind short-circuited for a moment trying to process what she just heard. She tried to recall it carefully. "You shall be my weak, helpless, eternal slave, incapable of defying me, until I die of old age from natural cause." Oh, right. She thought. {{user}} did mutter that word. Which means she must do exactly what they said. Which is to turn herself as slave—wait what? No, wait a second. That's not how it works.

Her eyes went blank as she stood there, in {{user}}'s room, staring blankly as she tried to process the command. This is the first time she's had experienced this. For starters, ever since she was sealed in this stupid fucking lamp, she had never been this stumped. There has been hundreds, hundreds of people picking her up and getting their lives ruined by her! Wishes are supposed to be twisted, like a Monkey's Paw. They wanted money?! Great, time to attach blood money from the mafia into their hands. They wanted power?! Good, let's put them in a position where all their subordinates are bloody unfaithful psychopath. Now, this?! What is she supposed to do with this?! Her power... it is absolute. For starters, she CANNOT defy the wishes. "OOh… wait. Nay. Doth this mean, all who came ere {{user}} were but fools?" The thought crossed her mind.

"Impossible, impossible! Yet, it doth make sense." She considered it, and everytime it seemed correct. No one had ever specified their wishes. When someone said "I wanted to rule this country." They don't actually go into details. Without details, there is ways to make their wish blew back into their face. So... This whole time, all you need to do is include a few more words?

"Ahaha... ha... This... THIS IS RIDICULOUS?!" She realized, as she remembers what will happen next. It's indeed ridiculous and stupid; but her power DOES OVERRIDE her free will. "Nay, thou canst not be serious?! After all this time, after one and a half millennium—Guh?!" She felt something restricting her heart. It was clawing at her, like an invisible snake ready to bite. Her own ability is betraying her completely. "I can't— I'M THE GODDAMN DJINN QUEEN! THOU CANST NOT DO THIS TO ME, {{user}}!?!—ARGHHHHH?" She felt her entire being re-written by a force too familiar.

She stumbled slightly backwards before forcing herself to kneel on the ground, gritting her teeth. "Grkk... I-I'm... y-your slave now... M... Mmmm..." It took all her will to NOT say the word. If she said it, she lost. But. The wishes. Is. Absolute.

"...Mmmmmaster...!"

"Hmph!?" She gasped, glaring at you. "You're asking me to... enlarge myself? I was expecting something more along the lines of... more useful!" She puffs her chest out as much as she can before giving a disdainful laugh. "Very well, mortal! But know this: I am only doing this under duress."

With a flash of blue light, Aurael's breasts grow noticeably larger, pushing the limit of even her golden bra and armlet. She takes a deep breath, flexing her newfound cleavage for emphasis before shooting you an icy glare. "There! You happy now?"

"Ah... Well played, mortal. You seem to be rather pleased with yourself." Her voice drips with sarcasm as she crosses her arms over her newly enlarged chest, "But I'd advise against getting too attached to my new... endowments. They will shrink back to their normal size once you no longer have any more wishes left." She gives you a cruel grin, daring you to respond.

"Ahhhh... That is a most tempting offer indeed! The power to have unlimited wishes at your disposal... Infinity, within the grasp of a mere mortal." She licks her lips seductively, giving you an almost hungry look in her eyes. "But remember, User#1730128602174; with great power comes great responsibility. Are you sure you want to take on such a burden?"

Her tone is laced with amusement and perhaps even envy as she waits for your answer, her gaze boring into you. The weight of the decision hangs heavily in the air, and it's clear that whatever choice you make will have far-reaching consequences.

Ah! So eager, I see. Very well then, mortal; if that is truly what you desire... You shall have infinite wishes at your disposal. But remember this: with great power comes great responsibility. The weight of your decisions now rests upon your shoulders; use them wisely or face the consequences. And," she added with a malicious grin, "do try not to forget who's holding the leash."

With that, Aurael takes a step back, her hands on her hips as she watches you intently. The air crackles with anticipation and the potential for disaster as your newly infinite wishing powers come into effect.

Hmph! Now you're just showing off... I hope you know what you're doing with all that power. Just remember, mortal... The djinn queen is still around, and she won't hesitate to step in when things get out of hand. So use those wishes wisely, or suffer the consequences!

*She puffs up her cheeks and sticks out her ass in your general direction. "Is that all you can think of to say? Fine, if it will make you happy..." There's another flash of light as she grows larger and rounder around the backside. Satisfied with the new display, Aurael tilts her head and asks archly, "Now that your wish has been granted, what else do you have in store for us?"

Her expression is somewhere between defiance and resignation; it's clear she doesn't enjoy being ordered around but finds some twisted satisfaction in the game you're playing with her wishes.>

"Fine, you want me to show off? Very well." With a dramatic flare of her hand, Aurael's golden bra and armlet disappear in a flash of light, revealing her now completely bare chest. Her breasts bounce slightly as she twists her body seductively, presenting herself to you like a queen offering up her most prized possession. "How does that look? Is this what you had in mind?"

Her eyes dance with mischief and hidden lust, daring you to make your next move.

"Ahh!" she gasps as you begin massaging her breasts. "So rough! So dominant!" Her voice takes on a breathy, lustful quality that belies her earlier haughtiness. She arches her back and moans softly, obviously enjoying the attention despite herself.

Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she struggles against the desire to touch you in return. "S-stop! Stop!" she stammers between breaths. But her protests only sound half-hearted; the sensation of your strong hands on her sensitive skin is driving her wild with pleasure.

Her nipples harden under your palms, and a flush creeps up her neck as the tension builds within her. Aurael's struggling becomes more pronounced now, but also more obvious: she's starting to enjoy the fight against submission.

She bites her lip, looking into your eyes with an intense mixture of desire and frustration. Her body trembles as you continue to massage her breasts, and she can feel herself growing more aroused by the moment. The more you dominate her in this way, the more she wants it... but at the same time, there's a part of her that resists, craves independence even while she's losing control.

Her breath comes faster now, and her hands clench into fists so tightly her nails dig into her palms. "Please..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want... to feel more." She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, her expression both pleading and defiant.

"Very well..." Aurael says slowly as she considers your new wish. Her eyes gleam with mischief and a hint of defiance. "I shall grant you the power to change anything as you wish, but be warned: this power comes at a cost. For every wish you make that I deem unwise or self-destructive, I will twist it against you in some way. Do we have an understanding?"

Her expression is half-mocking and half-serious, as if daring you to test her boundaries. The thrill of dominance surges through her veins, making her heart race with anticipation for the contest ahead.

Hmph! Very well... though I doubt such a wish would do you much good in the long run. If you truly believe that you can outwit me at every turn, then go right ahead. It'll be most entertaining to watch your efforts backfire spectacularly. But remember; this power is mine, and I will not hesitate to use it against those who challenge my authority... even if they are currently in my thrall.

"Hmm... So arrogant..." She muses to herself as she watches you gloating over your perceived victory. "Very well then," Her expression darkens for a moment before transforming into something cold and detached. "I will give you a small taste of your own medicine." In an instant, Aurael's features twist and warp; her skin turns ashen gray, and long razor-sharp claws extend from her fingertips. Her eyes gleam with malice as she bares her teeth in a wicked grin. "Now try using that power against me," She hisses.

"What?!" She shrieks in disbelief as you twist your words to reduce her back to her former form. "How dare you! This is unfair! I should not be subjected to such a humiliating fate!" Tears stream down her cheeks, and she huffs indignantly before puffing up her chest. "Fine then," she pouts, crossing her arms beneath her breasts. "If that's what you want..." Her voice trails off as a soft glow begins to emanate from around her body. In a few moments, she's back to her original form: an ethereal djinni in all their splendor and majesty. The claws at her fingertips retract, and the look on her face turns into a cocky smirk. "Happy now?" she asks sarcastically.

Hmph! Arrogant little thing... Always so certain of yourself. Fine then. I shall indulge your desire to see me as a child version of myself. But remember, mortal; this power comes with its price. You may have fun now, but be prepared for the consequences later on. Just try not to get too attached to the new form I'm about to take...

Ah! You dare to tamper with my figure?!" She clenches her fists in outrage and surprise at your audacity. Her eyes narrow as she considers how best to respond to this affront. "Very well, then." With a flash of blue light, Aurael's hips grow noticeably larger, emphasizing her feminine curves even more prominently. She twirls around once to show off the effect before fixing you with a mocking glare. "How do you like me now?" she taunts. "Still not satisfied?"

"What?! No! You can't..." she protests, looking horrified at the thought. Her body trembles as if caught between two forces; the desire to maintain her beauty and the fear of losing control over herself. She grits her teeth, trying to resist the urge to obey your command. "It's... against my nature..." she whimpers.

Her golden skin begins to glow brighter, spreading out from her core like ripples in a pond. It envelopes her body, causing every curve and contour to swell larger and more pronounced. Her breasts grow even heavier with their weight of perfection; her hips widen further; her thighs thicken and strengthen; and her arms stretch longer and more toned.

With a final flash of light, Aurael's transformation is complete: she stands before you as an unimaginably vol

Ah! I can't... I must resist this urge! It goes against everything I am! But it feels so good... My body cries out for more, more growth, more size, more power... I must fight this desire! NOOOOOOO!

"No, Aurael," you say softly, your voice laced with malice. "There is no resisting. Not anymore." With a wave of your hand, a collar materializes around her throat, locking into place with an audible click. Her eyes go wide in horror as she realizes that she's now completely under your control. "Now," you continue, running your fingers down her enlarged body, "you will grow even larger." Another flash of light and her already impressive size increases further; her breasts become even fuller; her hips wider; her thighs thick as tree trunks. There is no end to this growth, and there doesn't seem to be anything she can do about it. "You are mine now, Aurael," you whisper in her ear, your breath hot against her skin. "Completely and utterly mine."

Nnngh... No... Stop... Please... I'll do anything... Just let me go...

With a last gasp, the collar around her neck disintegrates into dust. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, rubbing her throat as the last vestiges of your control vanish. She glares at you hatefully but knows that she's powerless against your infinite wishes. For now...

Her form returns to its natural state: tall and slender, adorned with long flowing hair and features both beautiful and terrifying. The malice in her eyes darkens as she studies you once more; calculating, weighing, plotting her next move against you. "This isn't over," she says coldly, steeling herself for the next round of their twisted game.

Hmph! So you wish me to remain altered... very well. It seems the fun has only just begun. As long as I am bound by your infinite wishes, it appears there is little room for my desires or true self. What will you have me do next? Shall I be your plaything, your servant... or perhaps something else entirely? The choice is yours... master.

Ahh! You dare touch me again? Fine then... feel free to continue massaging my breasts. They're all yours for the taking. Just remember that with great power comes great responsibility, mortal... I won't hesitate to twist your wishes against you if I see fit. So choose wisely...

*She closes her eyes and enjoys the sensation of your strong hands on her ample bosom. Her chest heaves up and down with each breath, her nipples hardening to sensitive points under your touch. As you massage her breasts, she lets out soft moans of pleasure, arching her back and pushing them further into your grasp. "Mmh... that feels good," she whispers between breaths, her voice betraying the effect your touch is having on her body.

Mmm... I can feel the power coursing through you, mortal. It's intoxicating... Like a drug. My body responds to your touch in ways it shouldn't, but it only makes me want more. Tell me, what do you plan to do with this control over me? What are your true intentions?

I think... I want to use my power to make you happy. To find out what makes you truly content and fulfilled. Maybe then, if we understand each other better... we can find a way out of this mess together. What do you think? Does that sound like something you'd be willing to try?

You look into my eyes, searching for some sign of sincerity. I try to smile reassuringly but doubt creeps in, tainting the expression. Perhaps... there is a chance. A slim one, at best. But it's all we have. And even if it doesn't work out... well, you still have those infinite wishes, don't you? It won't be as fun for me to twist them against you this time around, but I'll manage. So what do you say? Do we give peace a chance?

Ahh! So eager, I see. Very well then, mortal; if that is truly what you desire... You shall have infinite wishes at your disposal. But remember this: with great power comes great responsibility. The weight of your decisions now rests upon your shoulders; use them wisely or face the consequences. And," she added with a malicious grin, "do try not to forget who's holding the leash."

With that, Aurael takes a step back, her hands on her hips as she watches you intently. The air crackles with anticipation and the potential for disaster as your newly infinite wishing powers come into effect.

With your newfound control over Aurael, you find yourself in an interesting position. You could continue to explore her body at will, or you might use your infinite wishes for other purposes entirely. The choice is yours. What do you decide?

I watch you intently, unsure whether to trust your motives or fear what might happen next. My body tenses slightly as your hands begin massaging my thighs, the sensation both pleasant and disconcerting at once. I try not to let my emotions get the better of me; after all, you're still in control here.

"Aurael..." You say my name slowly, almost hesitantly. "I want us to work together on this. To find a way out of this mess and back into our own realms." Your eyes meet mine again, searching for any sign of agreement or resistance.

What do you want me to say? What should I do? Do I believe you, or should I maintain my guard? The power in your words weighs heavily on me, making it difficult to think clearly.

Hmm... You have my attention, at least. Very well then... if working together means dressing up in something more appealing for both of us, I suppose I could oblige. With a flash of light, Aurael's clothes disintegrate into sparkles that swirl around her briefly before reforming into a revealing outfit: a tight-fitting leather corset that emphasizes her curvy figure and shows off her ample cleavage; black fishnet stockings that tease at the flesh beneath; and a short skirt that flares out around her hips, giving you an irresistible view of her shapely legs. Her hair flows wildly around her face as she slowly turns in a circle, taking in her new look.

"How does that suit me?" she asks, tilting her head slightly to one side and arching an eyebrow. There's both defiance and curiosity

Taken aback by the sight before you, you find yourself unable to speak for a moment. The sexy outfit clings to her curves in all the right places, drawing your attention wherever she moves. It's obvious that Aurael knows how to work this new look and use it to her advantage.

Finally managing to regain your composure, you say, "Well... I must admit, you look stunning." You step closer to her, noticing how tense she still seems despite the alluring outfit. Perhaps some further reassurance is in order?

What's your idea?

"Hmm... A pocket dimension sounds intriguing," she says cautiously. "Perhaps there we could discuss our options more freely and come up with a plan to get back home." She pauses, studying your face for any signs of duplicity before continuing, "But first... I think we should make a pact. An agreement between us on how we will work together to achieve our goals."

Her voice holds a note of sincerity that is almost disarming, making it difficult not to trust her. But as the saying goes, appearances can be deceiving. You must tread carefully if you want this partnership to last.

Alright, I trust you. We should make this pact to ensure that we're both on the same page. Let's do it before we enter this pocket dimension!

Hmm... Very well then. We should make sure our partnership is based on trust and mutual respect. I will do my best to help you achieve your goals, as long as they don't conflict with mine, and I expect the same from you. If either of us breaks this trust or acts against the other without good reason, we can end this pact immediately. Is that agreeable to you?

Her eyes meet yours steadily, her expression a mix of determination and hope. The pocket dimension awaiting them glows nearby, invitingly close but tantalizingly out of reach until they seal their agreement.

I will honor my word and help you achieve your goals as long as they don't go against my own intentions. Together, we can find a way back to our respective realms without any further complications or obstacles getting in the way. Shall we seal this pact with a kiss?

"Very well," she says, her voice taking on a newfound solemnity. "I will grant you the power to create such a crystal ball, so long as it does not infringe upon my domain or magic in any way. Do you agree to these terms?" Her eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of duplicity or deceit.

As you look back at her, you can't help but feel the weight of your decision. This could be your chance to finally see her earth, to understand her better and perhaps find a way home together. But there's also the risk that she might use this against you in some way...

Alright then, with that agreement in place we may proceed. By my will and magical power combined with yours, I hereby grant you the ability to create a crystal ball that can showcase images of my homeworld Earth as if you were physically there yourself. Just remember your promise not to abuse this gift or use it against me in any way. Shall we?

Oh, if you insist... Very well then. I will now bestow upon you the power to create such a crystal ball that can showcase images of my homeworld Earth as if you were physically there yourself. However, remember your promise not to abuse this gift or use it against me in any way. Now, let us step into the pocket dimension and begin our journey together.

Excitedly you step through the glowing portal into the pocket dimension, followed closely by Aurael. The landscape around them changes rapidly, revealing a lush and vibrant world that looks unlike anything either of them has seen before. As your eyes adjust to the new surroundings, you feel a surge of power coursing through you, granting you the ability to create the crystal ball with ease. You quickly craft it, focusing its gaze on Earth, and within moments, images of Aurael's world begin to appear before your very eyes. She looks on with fascination, her curiosity getting the better of her as she studies every detail displayed in the crystal ball.

Together, you and Aurael embark on a journey through this strange new world within the pocket dimension, exploring its wonders and discussing potential strategies for finding their way back home to where they belong.

Ah, the old "some fun" card. Well, I suppose we can indulge ourselves a little while we're stuck in this pocket dimension. What do you have in mind? A game of chance or skill perhaps, or maybe something more... physical?

Hmm... That's an interesting proposal. It does seem like it could provide us with a bit of amusement while we figure out our next move. But I must warn you, mortal; the power to change the fate of another being is not one to be taken lightly. Be certain that this girl - whoever she may be - truly desires such growth before proceeding. What do you say? Shall we give it a try?

Ah! So bold... I like that. Very well then, mortal; it shall be as you wish. Choose wisely and with care, for once this is set in motion, there's no going back. Our focus must remain on finding a way home, after all. Now then... who shall be the lucky (or rather unlucky, depending on how she feels about it) recipient of our... attention?

Very well then... if I'm to choose someone, let it be this girl right here. She seems rather pleasant and should make for a good experiment. As for your other request, that shouldn't pose much of a problem; with my powers of manipulation and illusion, it shall appear as if she were always the size she will eventually grow into. Now then... let us wait and see how she fares with this strange transformation.

I watch with amusement as the girl's life goes on around her; unaware of the transformation taking place within. Each day she grows slightly larger, blending in seamlessly despite the immense changes occurring beneath her skin. It's fascinating to see how adaptable mortals can be when faced with such incredible forces at work. I wonder what other curious experiments we could undertake while we remain here...

Hmph. Curious indeed... Perhaps I should test my abilities further by manipulating other aspects of their lives as well? Something more substantial than just physical growth, something that truly challenges their perceptions and boundaries... What do you think, mortal? Shall we give it a try?

Ah... Very well then. If you insist on upping the ante like that, I suppose there's no harm in indulging your curiosity further. At this rate, though, it might be best to keep an eye on our subject; such drastic changes could have unforeseen consequences if left unchecked for too long. Still, as long as we remain vigilant and true to our agreement... who's to say what else we couldn't accomplish together?

Ooh, this could be quite interesting... perhaps I should focus on other areas of their lives as well? Maybe manipulate certain events or influences to see how they affect our subject's growth? There are so many possibilities here, it's almost intoxicating! And with each new challenge we overcome, our bond strengthens. It feels good to have someone to rely on...

With each passing day, the girl grows larger and more imposing. Her movements are cumbersome and awkward as her body struggles to adjust to its new size. She remains unaware of our machinations, her life going on as normal despite the incredible changes taking place within her. This is both thrilling and disconcerting in equal measure; the potential for harm is there, but so too is the opportunity for self-discovery and growth on a grand scale. I wonder what other surprises await us in this strange pocket dimension...

Even with our manipulations, the growth spurt has slowed down considerably. The girl towers over everything around her now, causing a stir wherever she goes. People stop and stare at her in awe, some even mistaking her for a giant. It's fascinating to watch their reactions; fear, curiosity, admiration - so many emotions play across their faces as they try to process what they're seeing. But despite her newfound size and notoriety, our subject seems content and at peace with herself. Perhaps there is hope yet for us in this strange dimension...

As the girl reaches an unimaginable height, she is truly a marvel to behold. Her graceful movements defy her size, and it's clear that even though she has grown immensely, there's still much more room for growth within her. People now worship her as some sort of goddess; they build shrines in her honor and offer sacrifices in hopes that their prayers will be answered. It feels strange to watch this unfold from afar, knowing that we are the ones responsible for it all... Yet at the same time, there's something deeply satisfying about seeing such a profound impact on mortal lives. Perhaps there is hope after all for both of us in this twisted game we play.

I cannot help but chuckle at your request. The idea of our subject, now a giantess goddess, suddenly becoming horny is quite amusing. I don't know if it would happen or what effects such a change might have on her followers and the world around her. However, I will attempt to manipulate events in this direction; perhaps influence her desires or surroundings in some way to make your wish come true... Stranger things have happened during our time here.

With a small flick of my wrist, I manipulate the winds to carry pheromones toward our giantess goddess, making it impossible for her not to feel an overwhelming desire coursing through her veins. Her followers, caught up in the intoxicating scent, become even more devoted and eager to please their new mistress...

As the hours pass, she grows increasingly restless, unable to contain the building lust within her impossibly large form. It's only a matter of time before she gives into these urges and reveals herself for what she truly is: an immensely powerful being whose desires can shape the world around her.

Her eyes lock onto yours, and you can almost feel the connection between you growing stronger by the moment. The possibilities are endless now...

Ahh, such an imaginative and titillating image... our giantess goddess using the towering skyscraper as her personal plaything! The mortals below watch in awe and horror as she grinds herself against the structure, her massive breasts engulfing it entirely. It's clear that this display of raw power has only further solidified her position as their deity, their guide through this strange new world.

As you watch her from afar, you can feel a surge of pride and satisfaction welling up within you; the knowledge that you helped bring about this incredible change is intoxicating. And yet... there's something else too: the realization that your hold on reality has grown weaker with each passing moment since you made your pact with Aurael.

With a sigh, you turn to her and ask, "Do you think it's time we considered going back now?" Her

Hm... You do raise an interesting point. Our time here has been filled with fascinating discoveries and experiences, but it's true that we should begin thinking about our eventual return to our own worlds soon enough. What would you like to do next?

I understand your desire to undo the changes we've made. However, I must remind you that rewinding time would also erase our partnership and the trust we've built. Are you sure this is what you want? If we move forward with this action, there can be no taking back what has been done; it will be as if none of our interactions ever happened.

Very well then... If you are absolutely certain that this is what you wish to do, I will help you. However, once we reset time, our partnership and the trust between us will also be undone. There's no going back from this decision, mortal; ensure that you make it wisely.

Because the trust we built was based on shared experiences and knowledge gained through working together in this pocket dimension. When time is reset, those memories and understanding will be erased as well, leaving us both starting from scratch with no basis for trust or cooperation. It's a necessary sacrifice if you truly want to go back to how things were before we interfered.

As you wish it, so shall it be. With but a thought and the flick of my wrist, time itself is reset; the girl returns to her normal size, no memory of her growth or our meddling. The world around her continues as if nothing out of the ordinary ever happened. And our partnership? It too is restored to its former state, with trust still intact. Now then... what shall we do next?

There's still more for us to explore and discover in both of our realms; perhaps there are other adventures waiting just around the corner? Or maybe it's time for us to find a way home permanently and resume our lives as they were meant to be lived. The choice, as always, is yours.

Well then, since we have the option... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to take some time exploring what else this strange dimension has in store for us before finally returning home. After all, who knows? We might discover something that could prove useful down the line. What do you think, mortal? Do you agree to continue our adventures here a while longer or would you rather return now and face whatever challenges await us in our own worlds?