The genie paused for a moment as he considered my request.
"I suppose that still counts as one wish," he said. "Not taking anything else away doesn't require any extra effort. Do you have any other special requirements for this man penis you dream of?"
Hmm, I thought. I should be careful he doesn't just give me any old dick.
I thought about the ones that I'd particularly enjoyed over the years. Then I held up my hand and separated my fingers a few inches.
"I want it to be circumcised,” I said. “And straight. Let's say eight inches long, and...two inches thick. And nicely upstanding when it's erect. A forty-five-degree angle against my abdomen sounds about right."
"Done."
The genie raised his arms again then flung his hands in my direction. At first, I didn't feel anything, but when I lifted my skirt, I gasped. I had a magnificent, golden-brown, circumcised manhose hanging between my legs! I spread my thighs apart and began to fiddle with my new joystick, and it immediately began to fatten and lengthen. As the phallus began to rise up between my legs, I felt a new kind of tingling between my legs. I watched transfixed as my new member jerked and rose with each new pulse of my heart.
I finally had my very own cock! I thought. My very own throbbing, bobbing, hard cock!
I couldn't wait to play with it as I circled my fingers around the shaft and squeezed the hard meat in my hand.
"Um," the genie said, peering at me as I sat dumbfoundedly with my fist around my hard-on. "What would you like for your final wish? I'd like to get back to my peaceful slumber sometime today, if you don't mind."
"Oh, yeah," I said, pausing to contemplate what else I could possibly want.
For a moment, I considered asking him for a playmate, a pretty girl that I could use my new cock on right away. But then I remembered Farah, and I had a better idea. If I was ever going to sneak back into the palace and steal her away, I'd need a pretty good disguise.
"I want you to change my looks a little bit. Just enough so people won't recognize me when they see me. But I still want to look feminine, around my same age, and pretty."
"Your final wish is my command!" the genie said, as he flung his arms in the air then back toward me.
A cloud of smoke rose from my perch in the cave, and I peered over to look in the pool of water to see my reflection. A pretty brunette looked back at me, and I smiled.
This will do just fine, I thought.
Suddenly it occurred to me that I'd need additional resources to steal my beloved Farah away from the clutches of her powerful father.
"Wait!" I called out to the genie. "There's one more thing!"
"I'm sorry," the genie said as he began to shrink and vaporize in the cool cavern air. "You've used up all of your allotted wishes. I wish you well. Now please do me a favor and hide my little lamp so I won't be disturbed for another hundred years."
The smoky apparition began to shrink and collapse, then the swirling cloud of smoke disappeared back into the container. I looked around the cave for a safe place to deposit the lamp, then I pushed a large boulder aside and placed the lamp in a recession behind the rock. If I couldn't use the genie's power for another hundred years, then at least I'd be able to pass it along to my family where I'd hidden him.
As I walked back to the pool of water, I glanced at my reflection once again. It was strange to see someone other than myself looking back at me, and I ran my hands over my face to be sure it was really me. The girl looking back at me was beautiful with big doe-eyes, high cheekbones, and full pouty lips. As I smiled at my reflection, my penis suddenly started rising up between my legs again.
Apparently, my newly installed manhood also found the girl in the water attractive! I pulled off my dress and underclothes and appraised my full body in the mirrored reflection. I still had nice full, firm breasts and round, shapely hips. I spread my legs and pulled my skin apart. And I still had a pussy—thank you, Genie!
I placed my hand over my slit and traced my middle finger up toward the junction of my lips to make sure I still had my clit. As I began to circle it in my familiar way, my eyes widened as my new cock swelled and hardened, and rose in a series of sexy pulsing bobs until it pointed straight up at a forty-five-degree angle.
The genie was true to his word. My cock was truly magnificent. Long, firm, and thick, with a large plum-shaped bulbous head that was already leaking sticky fluid out of its slit. I placed my finger over the opening and swirled it over the viscous fluid, then raised my finger to my mouth.
A little salty—but not disagreeable, I thought.
I couldn't wait to see my cum shoot out of my dick when I had a full orgasm. I placed my fist awkwardly around the shaft and began jerking it like I'd seen so many men do before. I was glued to my reflection as I watched myself masturbate my big cock over the pool. Even though I could feel the pleasurable sensations emanating from my crotch, it still felt like I was watching an entirely different person.
But the feeling coming from my man dick was undeniable. It wasn't all that different from the sensations I felt when I played with my pussy and clit, but it was still...different. It felt—bigger. I began moaning and grunting as I whacked my big cock, recognizing the pleasure rising up within me, emanating from my hips.
The more I rubbed it, the deeper shade of purple my cock became. The head of my
cock was now glistening with a thick coat of sticky translucent fluid. When I placed my hand around the bulb and began to massage the lubrication into my skin, I threw my head back and groaned.
So that's where all the action is, I murmured.