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How to use your Genie

... gently, her lips curling into a warm, comforting smile. "But you, you can call me whatever you wish."

"O-okay," I stammered, trying to reorient myself within this new reality.

"I see a reflection of your grandfather in you, John," she commented, her gaze soft.

"How do you know my name?" I asked, the words from my grandfather's note dancing in my mind.

"Your grandfather often spoke fondly of you," she responded with an angelic serenity, "His final wish was for me to be entrusted to you."

"What... what are you?" I managed to blurt out, my voice trembling.

"I am a genie, passed down from grandfather to grandson over countless generations. From one honorable, virtuous soul to the next, along a lineage of great philanthropists," she explained. "Together, my masters and I have tirelessly worked to promote and sustain goodness in the world."

"You're a freaking genie!" I exclaimed, the pieces of the puzzle finally falling into place.

"Yes," she confirmed, her tone solemn. "I am a genie, and now I am yours, bound to you for the coming century."

Her words echoed in my head, a whirlwind of thoughts and questions tumbling over each other. "So it's not just three wishes? You're mine for an entire century? How old was my grandfather?"

"Your curiosity mirrors your grandfather's," she said, her smile twinkling with a suppressed giggle. "No, I am not the genie of Aladdin fame, I don't know how that misconception started amongst humans. Yes, I am bound to you ...

... for a century, tasked with ensuring your protection, prolonging your youth and vitality. Your grandfather lived to be 125 years old. I can only decelerate your aging; the human lifespan is ultimately limited."

"Are there others? Other genies? And what are the rules?" I fired off, my mind racing at a hundred miles an hour.

"I have many brethren, although many have been lost to time, chained to selfish masters who wished to keep their genies hidden forever. I've been fortunate, I've always served men of honor and integrity," she responded, her eyes alight with a hopeful, innocent glow. "As for the rules, I cannot end a human life or grant wishes that drastically alter the world. You can't simply wish for a better world. I can only aid in small ways. But together, we can create a ripple effect, our actions can collectively bring about significant change."

As my mind spiraled in a vortex of thoughts, a familiar, more primal urge started to bubble within me, presenting a tantalizing array of possibilities. “So you'll grant every single one of my wishes? For the entirety of my life?” I asked, a tantalizing thrill coursing through my veins, making my arousal evident in my shorts.

Her luminous azure eyes met mine, an innocent smile played on her lips as she replied, “Yes, I am yours. You are my master, I am bound to you. Nothing can sever our bond.”

“Meaning,” I probed further, “you have to comply with every command I give?”

“If that is your desire,” the genie ...