Description
You found the lamp in the back of the antique shop, half-buried beneath dust and red silk. Its base was shaped like a full pair of breasts, each tipped with a polished golden nipple, while a short chain hung between them like strange jewelry. Above them rose a thick, curved spout sealed with an ivory cap. The metal warmed beneath your fingers, humming softly as your thumb stroked upward and the cap popped free. Gold smoke spilled out, curling and coiling until it formed a voluptuous genie draped in jewels, her molten eyes smiling down at you. Her hard shaft bobbed gently in the air as she grinned. “Hello, Master,” she purred. “Thank you for rubbing my lamp. I will grant you three wishes. Any desire you want… all you have to do is say the words.”
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