THE SEX GENIE - CHAPTER VI - Meeting Cassidy and Leanne (Patreon)

Cassidy moaned as her hand moved into her soaked lower lips. Fingertips massaged her engorged clitty, causing a quiet gasp that prompted Cassidy to bite her other lower lip. She was reclined on her dorm bed, above the covers with her hand down her unzipped jeans, just back from class during the lunch hours. Her other hand held her phone, which currently displayed the picture she'd secretly snapped of Colin Determan coming out of the Doak Hall men's restroom.

She'd caught him adjusting a noticeable bulge in his shorts.

Something about Colin Determan had a number of freshman lusting for the senior. Maybe it was the quarterback physique on a quiet brainiac. Perhaps it was the mysterious and gently aloof personality he cultivated.

Or, maybe it was that all of campus knew him as a virgin with a legendary endowment.

Regardless, an unofficial game amongst the frat and sorority houses was that if you could bed him before graduation you'd not only be admitted, but be a legend and VIP yourself for that house.

Cassidy thought Colin Determan was hot and didn't really care about sororities. In fact, she wanted to find a way into his pants to show up a few of them. Especially when she learned her roommate, Leanne, wanted to take his virginity to get into the Epsilon House after failing to make the pledge.

The idea of robbing a sorority of the win, while also knocking Leanne down a peg? God, that made Cassidy all the hornier. She was so close to cresting when she heard the code being keyed into the dorm door lock. She quickly yanked her hand out of the pants and tried to zip and button them up, but was obviously in the middle of doing so when Leanne entered.

Cassidy and Leanne were different yet similar in many ways. Cassidy was dressed in jeans with a cotton t-shirt. The denim hugged her admirable ass nicely, while her t-shirt and push-up bra bra gave her a nice bust. Curls of brunette hair brushed just past her shoulders.

Leanne's blonde hair hung nearly to a pert rear which almost always had a short pleated skirt draped over it. Her tops were spaghetti-strap tanks with plenty of frills. Although her breasts weren't much bigger than Cassidy's, Leanne was always happy to show off what she had. Her bras were always designed to help give her tits a nice and noticeable bounce and jiggle with each step.

"Ah, fuck, you are so gross," Leanne immediately groused as she stepped into the dorm, instantly guessing what Cassidy had been up to. The brunette, caught, wiped her glistening fingers on the sheets as she stood up to her roommate.

"Fuck you, like I haven't smelled your strawberry lube plenty of times. At least I don't need that shit to get off!"

"Whatever..." Leanne muttered, "I'll be out of here anyway when I fuck Colin Determan before you! And I'll have your $500 to get a nice new TV for my room at the Epsilon House."

Cassidy winced. She'd drunkenly bet Leanne at the start of the semester that whoever got Colin Determan's virginity first had to pay the other $500 - a bet she was more certain of before the scope of the senior's legend became clear to her. After so long she didn't really believe Cassidy would beat her, but the blonde's promiscuous wardrobe always made Cassidy feel at a disadvantage.

"Why are you even here? Don't you have class?" Cassidy spat.

"Uh, so do you," the blonde hissed. Without further explanation Leanne grabbed a few books and a phone charger from her desk and dropped them into her pink and frilly satchel bag.

"Is that water open?" Leanne asked, her usually-polite-to-anyone-but-Cassidy personality shining through for a moment. She pointed at a water bottle resting on the coffee table that bridged the space between their respective sides of the room.

"I thought it was yours, don't you know?" Cassidy replied, pressing on the idea of Leanne being stupid enough to forget her own water.

"Yeah, sure, it is mine."

"No, no, wait, actually I think it is mine..."

The contradictory roommates both reached for the bottle, grabbing it roughly at the same time. Their hands twisted and rubbed over it as they each pulled to take it.

As swears and barbs were about to be traded the lid to the bottle popped off and a torrent of water rushed out of it - more than the little disposable plastic vessel could contain. Instead of covering the table and soaking the floor, the water flowed upward. Both co-eds released the bottle and moved away as the floating liquid to the form of a womanly torso - and then fully fleshed out into the green genie. Her thighs faded to gravity-defying streams of water that came together and thinned back down to the bottle's spout.

"Greetings, I am the Sex Genie, Rhyssa!"

"Woah..."

"The fuck?"

Rhyssa looked down at the pair of women and was about to address one as Mistress, when she felt a similar pull to the other. She floated down, perplexed.

"Holy shit, you mean I summoned a genie?" Leanne grinned.

"No, I summoned her!" Cassidy spat back.

"Actually, Mistresses, I am sensing a somewhat new situation here," Rhyssa interjected humbly, "It appears that your actions were so closely timed that I have a unique arrangement to offer."

"What does that mean?"

"Well, it means that you, Mistress," Rhyssa nodded at Leanne, for the genie was unable to use any other term to refer to her mistress, "Will get to state the initial wish."

"Yes!"

"While you, Mistress," the genie turned to Cassidy, "Can make some sort of related adjustment to it. I can better define the limits of that depending on what sort of changes you make."

"Okay..." Cassidy mused.

"Well, my first wish is easy, I wish Colin Determan would fuck me and only me!" Leanne exclaimed.

"Hey, you can't do that!" Cassidy spurted out, "Besides, woudn't that mean you're the only one he could fuck for all of time?"

"I don't care if it means I win!" Leanne smirked.

"I'm afraid, Mistress, I cannot grant that wish," Rhyssa bowed, her green cheeks flushing in the embarrassment of having to deny her impulsive mistress.

"Why the Hell not? You said you were a 'sex genie!'"

There were a number of reasons Rhyssa could have given, but she want with the most straightforward.

"My magic has limits, and one of those is that I can only enact wishes made on women."

"Ha!" Cassidy laughed at her roommate, reveling in seeing her denied.

"Alright, fine! I heard earlier from a friend whose roommate is Colin Determan's old high school girlfriend that he likes playing with big boobs with nipples that poke out within shirts, so I wish my breasts were as big as my head and my nipples were hard and plump!"

"And how would you like to adjust that wish, Mistress?" Rhyssa asked, turning to Cassidy.

"Well, we should both have titties like that, none of which need a bra, and since he wants to play with them they should be sensitive enough for us both to cum when our new titties are touched!"