Bottled Dreams Ch. 01

"But I could ask to be rich, or to get a fancy new car and things like that?"

"Yes, whatever your heart desires! So if you want a..." I said while I trailed off and raised my hand.

"A camel," I snapped my fingers and a large camel suddenly filled the room.

"Or a new motorcycle that humans are so fond of," I snapped again to remove the camel, but sadly not before it spit on Henry, and soon it was replaced with a bike.

"A treasure chest from an old Spanish ship," I snapped again, switching the motorcycle out for a seaweed-covered chest, overflowing with gold coins.

"Or even an incredibly cute puppy!" I said excitedly while I snapped again, and instead of an old stinky chest, there was a whining, super cute puppy on the ground.

The puppy ran over to me and my heart instantly melted. Gosh, I really summoned the cutest little puppy ever! I immediately bent down to pick it up and I held it up to my face and nuzzled my face against it. I started to make cute, funny noises at it before lowering it away from my face and hugging it against my chest.

"So, what do you think?" I finally looked up to see Henry's reaction and I saw he was more concerned with wiping the camel spit from his shirt with a disgusted look on his face than anything else.

"Oh, sorry master! Let me take care of that for you," I said and with another snap, the spit was gone and his shirt looked spotless.

He appeared to be in deep thought before he finally opened his mouth and said, "Well, this was definitely cool and everything. But, I'm not really sure what I want to wish for yet."

"You're saying you don't want this little puppy? Just look at how cute its little face is!" I said in a lovey-dovey voice while holding it up to him.

"No dogs sadly. I'm slightly allergic," he said and almost on cue, he sneezed.

I couldn't help but frown since I wanted the puppy to be around longer, but I whispered goodbye to it and snapped it out of the room as well. I was surprised by how hard it was to please him. This wasn't going at all how I expected it to.

"To be honest, I haven't thought about something like this before. You never expect something like this to actually happen. Like, djinn are not supposed to be real," he said, frazzled.

"Don't worry, master. This is all perfectly normal. Most people who find and release me usually need some time to think before they start making wishes. Don't feel rushed, I'm not going anywhere!" I said as comfortingly as I could.

While my words were meant to be soothing, it was a total lie. In my experience, everyone who found me before couldn't wait to ask for their first wish. In fact, they would wish for so many things in just the first day that it was hard just to keep up and I would be left completely exhausted with almost all of my magical energy spent. The fact that he was giving this so much thought was extremely refreshing.

"You know, come to think of it, I don't think I ever introduced myself. I'm Henry," he said and outstretched his hand towards me.

I giggled at the strange human custom, reached out my hand to shake his, and said, "Nice to meet you, master."

"What's your name though?" he asked.

I opened my mouth to respond, but my mind felt like it suddenly stopped working. Wait, why was he asking for my name? Over the endless centuries that I had been serving humans, I don't think any of them had ever asked for my name before. He was staring at me waiting for an answer and all I was doing was staring dumbfoundedly back at him with my mouth slightly open. For the first time in my entire life, I felt awkward. What should I say? My real name was practically unpronounceable in the human tongue. Shit, I gotta think of something.

"My name is...well, umm...let's just say you can call me...uhh...Zoe!" I said with fake confidence.

"Nice to meet you, Zoe," he replied with a smile, and after saying that name, I felt my heart flutter for some reason.

Releasing the handshake, he continued, "While I think about what I want to wish for, I bet you would like me to wish for your freedom or something, right?"

I was delighted that he would think of something so considerate and I replied, "You're so sweet and kind master! But that isn't how that works sadly."

I wanted to say more and explain everything to him. However, I was forbidden to mention how he could actually set me free. Besides, telling someone they have to fall in love with me was probably the quickest way to make sure they would never actually fall in love with me. Even if they did feel something like it, it probably wouldn't be true love anyway. It would just be a kind of pity love or something like that. To be free, I needed him to unequivocally fall for me.

"By the way, do you think you can stop calling me 'master'?" he said in a careful and cautious tone.

"Huh? What do you mean?" I replied perplexed.

"It's just that...I don't know, it just sounds kind of strange. Like, it gives me this super weird vibe. Just call me Henry from now on and I'll just call you Zoe. Deal?"

"Whatever pleases you mas--uhh, I mean, Henry," I said with my face practically blushing at calling my master by his first name.

"Oh shit, what time is it?" he said with wide eyes before pulling something out of his pocket and stared at it.

I looked on bewildered as he continued to fret, "Shit, shit, shit. I'm super late. I was supposed to meet with my group for a project. Look, I gotta head over to the library."

"Wait, are you really going to leave me here alone again?" I said, astonished.

"Sorry, but I really gotta help out with this project. Please, just stay here and don't go anywhere, ok? I'll probably be back late, but I'll see you when I return, ok?"

Before I could even respond, he grabbed his bag and yelled back at me while walking out of the bedroom, "See you later tonight!"

Once I heard the door open and close, yet again, I placed my hands on my hips and scoffed to myself. What the hell? What was with this guy? Most men would be practically groveling at my feet begging me to do this or that for him. Yet, Henry not only left me here once, but twice! I couldn't believe it. I didn't want to believe it. Was I losing my touch? Was I not as impressive as I thought I was?

I sat down on his bed before laying back down on it. I conjured a therapist version of myself to try to talk through what I was feeling. However, having a conversation with myself about myself wasn't as helpful as I thought it would be. I snapped the therapist out of the room and I sat up on the bed. I was awfully bored, but my master commanded me to stay put. This was almost as bad as being confined in my damn bottle!

As frustrated as I was, I figured I might as well explore his residence a bit more. Jumping off the bed, I quickly walked to the doorway of the bedroom and I slowly peeked my head out to see what else was out there. His residence was lit up by these magical balls of light that humans seemed to have mastered and I saw what appeared to be a living area, an eating area, and a small kitchen. Wow, this was amazing! To have a place like this must mean that his parents were wildly rich already. No wonder he didn't know what to wish for if his family was already so well off.

Stepping out of the bedroom, I carefully walked around. For such a young man, he was surprisingly tidy. I didn't see any garbage anywhere and everything was neatly organized. This living room was sparsely decorated, but everything looked to be of fine craftsmanship and had an overall comfortable feel to it. I marveled at the magical lamp that was illuminating the room and was surprised humans were adept at this kind of magic.

I saw a television in the room, and I immediately went over to inspect it. I was able to watch it from my position in the shop I was kept in and I was always curious how it worked. It wasn't huge and I inspected every piece of it, but I didn't have the faintest idea how to operate it. I saw strings plugged into it, but I had no idea what for. I always enjoyed watching television and I was thankful that it also helped me in understanding modern human culture. I made a mental note that I would have to ask Henry how to turn it on later.

Leaving the living room, I walked to his small dining area. There was a decent-sized table with some chairs around it and I immediately had the idea of making a grand feast for him. I had heard that the quickest way to a man's heart was through his stomach and I wondered if that was true. Staring at the table, I already started to imagine all of the different foods that I could conjure up that would make Henry's eyes, and hopefully his heart, open wide. The mere thought of it caused me to smile brightly.

Walking over to his small kitchen, I began to inspect everything. Water seemed to magically pour into a basin at the maneuver of a small lever, and he even had a giant box that appeared to be perpetually cold. How wonderful! So this was the kind of competition I was up against in the modern age of humans. They had certainly come a long way since the last time I was released.

Hearing a jingle of keys, I left the kitchen and quickly walked to stand near the entry door and said in a pleasant voice once he walked in, "Welcome home, master."

"Hey Zoe, I hope you didn't mind me leaving you alone again. Are you ok?"

"Yes, of course! You're so kind to ask. Is there anything I can help you with, master?" I asked.

"Remember, not master. Just Henry," he said gingerly.

"Oh, right. Can I help you with anything, umm...Hen--Henry," I said haltingly, finding it still a little weird to call him by his name.

He rubbed his eyes warily before he said, "I hope you don't mind, but I'm kind of tired and thought that I would just rest a bit."

"You look more stressed than tired. Is everything ok?"

"Actually, tonight was pretty rough. I don't know if our group will finish our project on time," he said in a low, sad voice.

"Why don't you come with me and sit down so I can help you relax and unwind a little bit," I said sweetly while wrapping my hand around his arm and pressing myself up against him.

The moment my body made contact with his, I felt another surge of passion spread throughout my body. My heartbeat quickened and I tried to shake my head to stifle such blossoming emotions. Could I really be attracted to him this much already? I mean, he was cute, but I had no idea I could react this strongly to a human. Gripping his arm tighter, I swallowed deeply as I tried to keep my heart from beating too fast.

After he walked with me to the bedroom, he put down his bag and slowly sat down on the bed. I happily sat down next to him and smiled warmly at him while the sharp uptick in my arousal continued to influence every inch of my body. Even though his demeanor was generally cool and reserved, I could sense a deep warmth and kindness in his eyes that quickly endeared me even further to him. Looking at him up close like this made me appreciate just how cute he looked and added even more fire to my passion. I would have expected someone like him to be married already, but I didn't see a ring on his finger.

"Since you seem a bit stressed, I was thinking I could give you a back massage," I said casually, trying to obscure my intense desire to continue touching him.

"You don't have to," he started to say, but I was already repositioning myself to kneel behind him before he continued, "Really, I'm fine. I'm...oh. Oh wow. How...god, that feels amazing."

I smiled to myself at his verbal compliment while my fingers started to press against his body. I heard him sigh in satisfaction while my fingers continued to move and I was pleasantly surprised I could take care of him so easily without even using any magic! My skills with my fingers were honed over centuries of giving massages and by this point, I was an expert at manipulating the human body. I quickly found a few knots in his back and I heard him moan softly. Over the next few minutes, my fingers not only explored his entire back but his shoulders and arms as well.

The more my hands roamed across his body, the more my lust took off like a flying carpet. What was happening to me? How did I become so horny, so quickly? Oh my, I forgot how intense the sensual pleasures of the human body were. My breathing was quick and my heart was beating so hard I swore he could hear it. I tried to calm some of the urges I was feeling, but the more I touched him, the more lost in desire I became. My human instincts and emotions were so powerful that I was becoming a little lightheaded as they flowed through me.

Starting to feel overwhelmed, I realized I couldn't resist my human cravings anymore. Slowly sliding my hands under his shirt, I softly rubbed my hands along his warm skin. Touching his bare skin caused bolts of pleasure to streak across my body. Sliding my hands up to his shoulders, I lifted his shirt up and off his head before my hands returned to his smooth skin. Moving even closer to him, I pressed my vest-covered breasts against his back and I almost gasped. Fuck, I was so unfamiliar with these emotions and I felt like I was going crazy.

I glanced over his shoulder and down his body when I noticed that his cock was straining hard against his pants. At least I wasn't the only one who was incredibly turned on right now. Biting my lip in lust, I found myself overcome with a desire to free it and touch it. However, doubt started to fill my mind. Was he actually attracted to me? Would he want someone like me touching him like that? Screw it, why not. A young man like him surely needed release.

Ever so slowly, I lowered my hands down his body and moved them forward until my fingers slightly brushed against his hard cock as it tented in his pants. I heard him groan again and this time I wrapped one of my hands around his shaft and squeezed. His entire body shivered and then practically jumped before his hands quickly moved to keep mine still.

"Hold on just a minute here, Zoe. I...I mean, umm, I don't know if...if..." he started to stammer out.

"Shhh, just relax. Just let me take care of you, please?" I whispered erotically into his ear.

Continuing to squeeze his rock-solid dick, he slowly moved his hands away from mine and seemed to give into the pleasure. He continued to groan in satisfaction and I couldn't resist kissing his ear and sucking on it slightly. Gosh, he tasted so good. I already felt his dick twitch and I started undoing his pants. With my quick, nimble fingers, I was soon sliding his zipper down and quickly pulled out his rock-solid cock.

My hand eagerly squeezed his perfectly average-sized dick and I loved how hot and hard it felt. My fingers started to outline the ridges of his cock-head before sliding up and down his shaft. I forgot just how much I loved human carnal pleasures. It was the best thing about taking human form. There was just something so dirty and wonderful about it that made my head spin. It felt good to be lost in such powerful desire and I wanted even more.

Moving to his side, I slid off the bed and went down to my knees in front of him. Grabbing his pants, I quickly pulled them down and off his legs before grabbing his dick in my delicate hand and began to pump it up and down. Still lost in a haze of lust, I leaned forward and softly kissed his cock head. I felt it jump in my hand, making me wickedly smile. I couldn't wait to make my new master feel so damn good.

Opening my mouth, I quickly slipped his bulbous cock-head inside and swirled my tongue around it. He groaned loudly, making me become even more turned on. I closed my lips tightly around his member and sucked on him hard while continuing to squeeze the rest of his shaft. His groans continued and I started to bob my head up and down his length. Since he had an average size, I was able to fit a good amount inside my mouth. I tried to take as much of him inside my mouth as possible, but once his cock-head hit the back of my throat, I pulled my mouth off of him.

Catching my breath, I kept my attention squarely focused on his dick. Like a woman gone mad with lust, I started to lick his entire length before running my soft lips up and down his hot shaft. Pulling my lips away, my hand quickly slid along his entire length, now coated in my saliva. I looked up at him and saw his face contorted in pleasure. That's it, master, let me take care of you.

Knowing that young men like him benefited from sexual affirmation, I said sensually, "Your cock is so nice and big."

"Yeah, I wish," he moaned out while leaning his head back.

A spark of excitement shot through my body and up and down my spine. Was that his first wish? His dick looked and felt wonderful enough already though. Oh well, I couldn't very well ignore his first wish now could I? Magical energy churned within me and flowed into my hands. Grabbing his dick with both of my hands, I treated it like a piece of clay and began to add to his length. Believing he would be pleased with how much longer it was, I started to work on increasing his girth. Sliding my hands up and down, I made his cock much thicker, and when I was done, I released his shaft and admired my work. Oh my, did I make him too big?

The previously normal dick in front of me was now an imposing goliath. How did humans here measure things again? In something called inches? If I had to guess, his cock was now a little bit over 8 inches long, and almost twice as thick as before. I wrapped my small hand around his shaft and my finger and thumb weren't even able to meet! Maybe I got a little carried away with my magic, but the longer I stared at it, the more aroused I became.

Leaning back slightly, I looked up at him and said, "What do you think of your first wish, master?"

I saw him lean his head back down and when his eyes looked down at his enormous cock, they widened in shock. He blinked a few times like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. I was waiting for him to be impressed with my magic, and now that he was, I couldn't help but smile excitedly.

"What...I mean, how, wait, why..." he stammered out.

"You said you wished your cock was bigger, so I happily granted it. Do you like it?" I said looking up at him lustfully while continuing to squeeze his thick shaft.

His eyes were still filled with shock, but I started to see glimmers of passion as well. His enlarged cock started to throb in my hand and I released it while I stared at it passionately. It started to pulsate and soon a small burst of cum erupted from the tip. I watched in fascination as more of his hot cum flowed out of his tip and slid down his now impressively long shaft. Fuck, this was so hot to watch. I couldn't believe I found this so damn sexy.

His tip stopped expelling cum, but it didn't seem like he released a full load. He appeared to have cum more out of excitement than from a pleasure-induced orgasm. Primal human instincts surged within me and I leaned forward to swallow his cock-head in my mouth. Before he easily slipped between my lips, but now I had to open as wide as possible just to barely fit him inside.

I sucked hard on his bulbous cock-head and I marveled at how good his lingering cum tasted. Cleaning his head of any remaining cum, I pulled my mouth off him and I realized he was still rock-hard. Every bone in my body was screaming at me to fuck him and I wholeheartedly agreed.

"You're still so hard, master. Let me continue to take care of you," I said seductively.

Slowly standing up, I saw his eyes carefully watch every movement of mine and I felt intense passion from them too. Smiling at him, I pushed against his chest until he laid back on the bed. Grabbing the waist of my pants, I pulled them down until they fell to the floor. Not wearing any underwear, my bald pussy and firm, round ass were fully exposed. Stepping forward, I crawled onto the bed and knelt on either side of his pelvis, straddling my body over his cock.