Mind Controlling Mom & Sis With The Genie’s Wish

by Amber FoxxFire

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I'd never met a Genie before - especially not a female one. One morning I was just casually strolling along the beach - as one does when they're on an exotic vacation - and literally stumbled upon an ancient-looking bottle.

Kicked it down the shore a bit until I decided to maybe take it home as a keepsake. After all, it's not often you stumble upon thousand-years old glass bottles.

Plus, it looked cool.

Of course, it wasn't until a week or so later did I realize that it wasn't just some cool, ancient bottle. No, it was MUCH more than that!

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I'd never met a Genie before - especially not a female one. One morning I was just casually strolling along the beach - as one does when they're on an exotic vacation - and literally stumbled upon an ancient-looking bottle.

Kicked it down the shore a bit until I decided to maybe take it home as a keepsake. After all, it's not often you stumble upon thousand-years old glass bottles.

Plus, it looked cool.

Of course, it wasn't until a week or so later did I realize that it wasn't just some cool, ancient bottle. No, it was MUCH more than that.

 

"Johnny, what on earth is this?" Mom had been caught up in one of her cleaning moods lately and had been sorting everything.

"What's what?" I bounded down the stairs to see her holding my ancient bottle.

"Oh, that. I don't know."

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"Where did you find it?" She inquired as she slowly began cleaning it up. I had been in a hurry and hadn't properly taken care of it, so it still had beach sand and mud all over it.

"On the beach. It was just laying there. Don't know why no one else spotted it." I watched mom begin rubbing the bottle, then she stopped abruptly and handed me the cleaning cloth.

"Here, then. If it's yours, maybe you should be the one to clean it."

Unbeknownst to either of us, the bottle had begun to glow.

I shrugged and absently took the cloth and bottle from mom and continued the cleaning.

She started to walk off, but that's when sis popped down.

"Hey, why's that bottle glowing?"

My lovely, bratty sister Marsha, was a tall, leggy raven-haired, 18-year-old beauty with large breasts, olive skin and deep blue eyes.

Mom was the complete opposite. A bit short, short, blonde hair and green eyes. Her rack, though. Hoo boy! It was a sight to behold.

I had dark, sick, twisted fantasies about both of them, but that was neither here nor there. They were both off-limits as they were family.

I snapped my attention back to the faintly-glowing blue bottle. Sis was right, it had suddenly taken on an eerie glow that seemed...alive.

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