The Unbound Genie Ch. 02

Jack wasn't just lucky, he hit the jackpot. No pun intended.

"Hey dweeb, where ya been? It's been a while." The six-foot-five and musclebound Hercules walked up and wrapped one of his thick, ebony arms around Jack's neck in a headlock and started ruffling his hair. "You really grew up since I last saw you, huh?" He laughed while Jack wondered if he had Eric in his subconscious mind when he turned himself into a bodybuilder for that brief moment in front of his parents' mirror.

Jack didn't fight it. Not because he had gotten so used to it when Eric was around his house quite a bit several years ago, but mainly because the six-foot-tall Rasta model next to them was busy checking Jack's new figure out. Before, he was just Cindy's nerdy little brother. Now, he was clearly attractive, and worth looking at. The outline of his large erection was as plain as day down the leg of his pants.

"Oh, wow..." She said, putting a hand over her mouth.

Eric stopped, still holding Jack in place. He looked down over him, noticing his hard-on as well. "Ah, dude." He said as let go and stepped back towards Rebecca. "That's gross, man..." The bald giant said in a disgusted tone, then he wiped his hands on the legs of his green cargo shorts.

Rebecca turned to him and giggled at his reaction.

"Sorry, it's not you." Jack said. "Becca here just has that effect on me." He smirked, looking Eric in the eye while he spoke.

His eyes locked with Jack's; his face suddenly full of rage in the blink of an eye. "Excuse me, you little shit? You better watch-"

The world went greyscale as Jack froze time. He looked at the angry ex-jock with a sense of satisfaction. It'd been a while since he had seen him that pissed off before, and the last time it happened was when Jack tripped, fell, and dented the red sports car that Eric's parents had recently bought him. Rebecca's face had gone back to looking surprised, her body frozen in place while in the process of trying to grab Eric's arm and hold him back.

"Eric, you're not angry with me. You can't feel any negative emotions towards me, actually. If I tell you to do something, you'll do it without question, and you'll be happy to do so. You feel the same way about Becca here. Whatever she says and does, goes. And you're perfectly fine with that." He said to the frozen gym-nut. Jack turned towards Rebecca. "Becca, you've always secretly fantasized about letting me have my way with you for as long as you've known me. You're completely in love with me, and get butterflies in your stomach whenever you fantasize about having me inside you. Everything I do and say turns you on. After meeting me again in the parking lot, you've decided that you're fed up with Eric, and are planning to break up with him when you two have some alone time. So much so that you won't try to hide any affection that you have for me, even while he's around."

Even though the unnerving silence of frozen time sent chills up Jack's spine, he endured. He looked around the area, trying to spot anyone that might be staring at him, unfrozen and in-color like he was. He didn't though, then resumed time.

"-your mouth!" Eric's meaty arm stopped a few inches away from Jack's throat as Rebecca's voice cut through his mind like a harpoon through a whale's skull.

"Eric, enough!" She shouted, grabbing his arm firmly. Even though she was tall herself, her delicate hands were dwarfed by his thick limbs.

Eric stopped in place, then blinked a few times as the rage within him retreated at the sound of her words. "Oh, uh... Sorry, man. I don't know what came over me."

"You're such a jackass." She crossed her arms over her juicy tits and scowled at him, pushing them up in the process which caused her to show even more cleavage.

"Hey, I said I was sorry babe." Eric pleaded as he began to look worried. "Don't be like that."

"It's fine." Jack said, getting both of their attention. "My mouth gets me in trouble, a lot." He smiled as he held up his hands in mock surrender.

"See? Jack's fine." Eric said as he walked over and put the arm that wasn't carrying any bags around Jack's shoulders. "We're cool, right buddy?"

Jack had to admit, Eric's muscular frame was giving him curious thoughts as it pressed up against him. He wasn't all that into guys, but he wasn't necessarily straight, either.

"Yeah, totally." Jack said, returning the embrace by putting his own arm over Eric's shoulder. "We're cool."

With her arms still crossed, the glaring Rebecca's face turned to Jack, lighting up with a smile in the process. "If you say so, Jackie." She said sarcastically.

Eric didn't flinch at her response, acting as though he'd known Jack his whole life and trusted him completely. Or he was just dumb enough to not think he had anything to worry about. Jack didn't care what was going through his mind, though.

"Hey, since I bumped into you guys..." Jack began, getting their attention. "Could I get a ride to Witch Hills, those apartments on the west side of town?"

Eric and Rebecca's eyes met. He shrugged while she smiled wider and bit her lip. "Sure thing." They said in unison.

The two men released their embrace and began walking towards Eric's tall and dark-blue truck. Eric jumped in the driver's seat, not at all bothered by the fact that a giggling Rebecca joined Jack in the back seat. They all settled in, the truck started up, and they were on their way down the road with Rebecca's shopping bags giving Eric company in the passenger seat.

"So, Jackie. I see that you've been taking care of yourself. Mmf." Rebecca said as she slid right beside her old friend's once dorky-looking brother, taking her hand and placing it over Jack's twitching bulge.

"Yeah, the diet is harder to manage than the exercise. But I bet you know all about that, don't you?" Jack said, unzipping his pants in response. He pulled them down slightly and his thick, throbbing cock plopped out and slapped against his shirt and stomach. Rebecca didn't hesitate in wrapping her hand around it, her dark skin contrasting erotically with his pale shaft.

She didn't respond with words, instead she just dove down on his cock, taking most of his length in one swoop. Jack groaned happily, placing his hand on the back of her head gently as she started hungrily bobbing up and down on his tube-like prick. Eric drove with a polite smile on his face, not even attempting to look into the rear-view mirror. He knew what was happening, but he didn't see anything wrong with the situation. Jack chuckled as he wondered for only a moment as to what could possibly going through his mind to rationalize the situation.

Rebecca let out soft moans and she pulled her tits free from her low-cut top. She wasn't wearing a bra and their teardrop shape didn't fade or start drooping in the slightest when they popped out from the front of the wide neck of her top. Her dark, rock hard nipples suck out an inch from her squeezable melons, each easily the size of silver dollars. They jiggled and shook while she bounced her head up and down his cock, and he noticed that she was slowly sliding off her leggings while doing so, revealing a freshly shaved and already soaked pussy. This girl was just naturally built to fuck, Jack thought to himself. He'd had a few fantasies about having her all to himself in past years, but she was better looking now than she was as a teenager. As perfect as she was, Jack still couldn't help himself from highlighting her with his mind and opening up her stats with the E-HUD while she milked his fat dick with the skills and vigor of a professional.

Rebecca Roberts = Human/Female

Age = 23

Height = 6'1

Weight = 162lb

Build = Fit, Athletic

Eye Color = Brown

Hair Color/Style = Black, Long, Dreadlocks

Skin = Youthful, Healthy, Ebony

Ailment(s) = None

Markings = Light Freckles

Accessories = Navel and Ear Piercings

Lips = Full

Bust = 34DD-Cup

Waist = 28"

Hips = 36"

Personality = Bubbly, Spontaneous, Outgoing

Current Mood = Excited, Aroused

IQ = 94

Occupation(s) = Marijuana Dealer, Social Media Model

Erogenous Zone Sensitivity = 109%

Physical Elasticity = 6%

Jack grunted as Rebecca took both of his smooth, perfectly sculpted balls in her mouth and started sucking on them while she quickly stroked his twitching cock. He was close to popping off already and she was aware of it, letting out a confident giggle in response.

He set the changes to where they wouldn't be noticed by anyone, then reached over and gave her tits a playful squeeze. Hey round, perky melon began to expand in his hand, growing even larger and fuller as both tits were pumped full of silicone. After they outgrew the reaches of his fingers, he gave one of her rubbery balloons a slap and basked in the way they wobbled on her torso. He stopped the growth at an L-cup, then Jack noted that one of her occupations now listed that she was a stripper as well. He assumed her reality had adjusted to the change so that she had a way to pay for new additions sometime in the past. Interesting, he thought, just before letting out a low groan and pinching one of her very thick, pencil eraser-like nipples.

Rebecca dived down deep on Jack's cock as a torrent of seed flooded her mouth and throat. She did her best to swallow it all, but his increased capacity was too overwhelming and ended up leaking from the sides of her mouth. She tried to pull off as the flow was slowing to a stop, but Jack pushed her head an inch further down on his wildly throbbing erection, making her choke and causing some of his sticky load to shoot out from her nose.

Jack sighed, releasing his hold on her. She slowly pulled off his cock and coughed several times, her face plastered with his seed and dripping down onto her plastic funbags. After pulling herself together, she looked at Jack with a grin and licked her cum-soaked lips.

"Fuck baby, you blow like a goddamn fountain." Rebecca said, now rubbing her tits.

"Been kind of pent up, sorry." He chuckled, placing a hand on her large thigh.

"Don't be sorry, love. That was intense." She cooed.

"We're here, bud." Eric said, looking at the two of them in the rear-view mirror with a casual smile on his face. Rebecca frowned, then looked at Jack with a light shrug.

Jack looked around and saw that they were in the parking lot of Vicky's apartments. Time flies, he thought. "Thanks for the ride guys." Jack opened the door to the truck after sliding his pants back on, turning to leave. "And Becca, come by my place sometime. You can make up with Cindy, make out with me, or both of us." He winked.

Rebecca giggled, giving him a gentle wave goodbye as she settled her ridiculously big tits back into her top, which had adjusted in size to fit the bouncy globes that were each as large as her head. Jack closed the door and walked off, hearing Eric's loud engine sputter away into the distance as he strolled over to his friend's place, his raging cock satisfied for the moment.

The apartments themselves were rather quiet, but that was understandable. This was an "adults only" apartment complex and the only time things were going on was on weekends and nights, usually everyone was at work during the day or sleeping in from a night shift. Speaking of which...

"She's at work." Jessica said, standing at the open door of the apartment she shared with Vicky, wearing a purple nightgown that hugged her slender body quite nicely. "You didn't text her first?" She was clearly annoyed, had just woken up, and didn't seem bothered at all by the difference in Jack's appearance.

"Oh." Jack's shoulders fell. He would've texted or called, but he wanted to surprise her with everything he had going on in the flesh.

"Yeah. Come back later, or whatever. I think she gets off in an hour." She shut the door without another word, leaving Jack standing there feeling like a jackass.

He stared at the shut door as his mind was processing things. Would Vicky be mad if he altered Jess? Would she be mad if he fucked said pink-haired lesbian? Maybe, but Jack hadn't come all this way for nothing, he thought. And still, he could just wipe her memories or something if she walked in on them. He looked around from the second story balcony that the apartment door was located on, mulling a few ideas over in his head.

Time stopped, and Meg appeared at his side just as he'd expected. She wore the same grey bodysuit on her short pale body, and an emotionless expression on her face that hadn't ever really changed since he'd seen it. Her large silver eyes were looking up at him expectantly as her posture was that of a soldier at attention.

"You said I can alter people without having to see them. Does that include the time-stop-suggestion-thingy?" He asked.

"Not in that way, no. The person you speak to must be in earshot."

"Lame."

"Correct. In time I will grant you the ability to meld minds with your thoughts, but you must first learn to use the basic controls as if they are an extension of yourself."

"I'm getting the hang of it." Jack said defensively.

"You have not had the E-HUD for twelve hours yet. After a week-"

"A week?!"

Meg didn't flinch. "Correct."

"Well, fuck!" ... Can you get me in there without that, then?"

"You do have the ability to alter object, as well as people." She said, her toneless, chipmunk voice sounding mildly annoyed.

Jack thought for a moment, and she was right. When he was in his room this morning, he could easily highlight things with his mind. Why hadn't he... Jack looked at the door, then shook his head as the door was selected with his mind's eye.

"I'm an idiot." He said, unlocking the door with the simple and short list of options he saw for it. Meg was gone when he looked over, but he knew what she was thinking before she disappeared.

"Correct."

Walking into Vicky's apartment, Jack quickly saw Jessica once again. She was standing in the small kitchen attached to their living room with dark eyes, glaring down a coffee pot that just started filling up with her life juice. He opened up her stats after highlighting her.

Jessica Moore = Human/Female

Age = 21

Height = 5'

Weight = 124lb

Build = Thin

Eye Color = Blue

Hair Color/Style = Pink Faux Hawk

Skin = Youthful, Pale

Ailment(s) = Sleep Deprivation

Markings = Broken Heart Tattoo on Neck

Accessories = Nipple and Ear Piercings

Lips = Thin

Bust = 32B-Cup

Waist = 30"

Hips = 32"

Personality = Grumpy, Unpleasant, Loner

Current Mood = Disgruntled, Annoyed

IQ = 121

Occupation(s) = Pizza Restaurant Manager

Erogenous Zone Sensitivity = 87%

Physical Elasticity = 4%

Sexual Orientation = Lesbian

Jack smirked. "Jess, you remember inviting me into the apartment to wait for Vicky until she came home, after I did some begging, of course. No matter what it is that I do, you won't attempt to stop me. You don't have to enjoy it, but your body will. The more I piss you off, the more turned on you get. No matter what happens, I can't cause you sadness, and you can't try to kill me."

Jack unstopped time and watched color return to the world. He leaned closer, putting his mouth behind a sleepy Jessica's ear.

"So!" He said loudly.

Jessica flinched so hard that her heart stopped for a split-second. "WHAT?!" She screeched at him, snapping around with a fiery fury in her eyes.

"Jeeze, calm down. I just wanted to show you something." Jack couldn't help but grin like the idiot he was, tilting his body backwards as her own leaned in towards him without making contact.

She looked like she wanted to kill him. Then, it hit her as she stood toe to toe with Jack. Jessica held out a hand and ungingerly pushed him back an inch, looking him up and down. "Did you finally start puberty or something?" She said, her face a mix with confusion and slight disgust.

"'Or something' is more like it. That's what I wanted to show you."

Jessica cocked her head and crossed her arms. "What?" She wondered why the jackass was just staring at her, but quickly figured it out when her arms were being pushed away from her chest, by her chest. Looking down, she was greeted by an unfamiliar valley of cleavage that was continuing to grow. Jessica threw her hands up in a mild panic, then looked to the smirking jerk that had the bulge of a fat hard-on in his jeans. Her fear began to turn into rage. "You!" She snarled. "Turn my boobs back to normal right now!" She winced, feeling her purple button-up top reaching its limits.

Before Jack could respond, the first two buttoned-up buttons under the top unbuttoned one snapped, causing her huge, still expanding, and completely unreal but real F-cup tits to fall free in a jiggle-fit. One button shot off and nailed Jack right in the forehead, but he immediately started laughing despite the sharp sting.

Jessica's face went a bright red, her rage flaring as she started to notice that her pussy was practically soaked. She blinked. "What the hell are you doing to me?" She said, pushing him back against the refrigerator forcefully. "Why the fuck am I horny?!" With each outburst, her tits sent her center of balance off and almost made her stumble. It was clear that she was doing her best not to let on that their weight was affecting her, because she was standing up taller to compensate for the slouch she felt, pushing her already huge tits out and making them look even bigger as result.

Jack's smile never fell. "Because I've got god-like powers now, and I can do whatever I want. Like this." He said as he reached out with both hands and grasped her hard nipples, making her moan as her knees buckled. The metal of the rods in the tips of her nipples grew along with her still-swelling, bowling-ball sized tits. Once they looked like tiny needles, but now they were resembled small nails. She placed her small, fragile hangs on one of his muscular forearms, trying desperately with all of her strength to push him off of her. For a reason she wasn't unaware of, the strength wouldn't come. Jessica just lightly placed her hands on him instead, lightly shaking as pleasure was rocking her once not-so-sensitive breasts. It felt like a tidal wave of ecstasy had overcome her as Jack pulled at and twisted her thick nipples, as if they were both suddenly linked to her clit. She felt it twitching madly between her legs as she let out a high-pitched squeal and started cumming, the crotch of her sleek purple bottoms so wet that it looked as though she'd just pissed herself. She didn't, but that didn't help with the numbing the shame she felt for feeling so good at the fingertips of the disgusting man that was toying with her body.

Jessica collapsed to the ground at the peak of her orgasm, causing Jack to release her fleshy beach balls. As she began to come down from her sexual high, the feeling of pure bliss was quickly replaced with a growing annoyance. She looked down at the wobbling orbs of heaven on her chest, unable to see her legs laying under her tight, round, and still yet to be altered ass. Her attention was quickly brought back to Jack as she heard a snicker come from his direction, her blue eyes burning bright with hate.

"Why couldn't I stop you, and why am I not having a panic attack right now?" Jessica weakly grumbled as she struggled to her feet, swaying from side to side as her 'annoying to classify by cup size'-sized tits took her in all different directions with their unyielding jiggling and heavy weight. They didn't sag at all, but they weren't round as though implants would be, giving them an oh-so-perfect tear-drop shape.