Short story: "Jacob & Jesse's Genie Gender Jumble" (M2F, brief futa)

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Written on commission for danio13.

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Jacob yawned and stretched, nudging the door shut behind him with his foot. It clicked into place, and he reached behind him to push against it, making sure it was closed. Don’t want Jesse complaining I left the door open again. He hung his jacket and his Gamestop employee badge on the coat rack as he glanced around the penthouse apartment, looking for his roommate. He didn’t see Jesse immediately, so he slipped off his shoes and set them carefully near the door (hearing Jesse’s voice in his head reminding him not to track dirt on the carpets) before proceeding. Jesse wasn’t in the living room, nor was he in the nearby spacious kitchen or adjoining dining room. There was, however, an ornate bottle resting on the dining room table. Curious, Jacob picked up the bottle for a closer look.
It looked like it was made of blown glass, though the material was opaque and felt denser than glass. The bottle was a vivid orange color, and beautifully formed; its bottom was spherical and patterned in a way that made him think of a budding flower, and a tall, narrow stem rose out of it. The stem became a wide, thin disk at the top, and the bottle was capped with a rounded cone. Jacob pulled on the cone experimentally, and it came off easily, but when he put it back on top it appeared to seamlessly join the bottle.
“The hell? Where did this come from?” he said aloud. Jacob left the dining room, unthinkingly carrying the bottle with him as he ventured further into the apartment in search of his best friend. He finally found Jesse passed out on the loveseat in the sun room, snoring quietly in the late afternoon sun streaming through the windows. Jesse had stripped down to a T-shirt and boxers, his other clothes piled haphazardly nearby. One of his arms hung down to the floor, an open paperback resting on the floor inches away from his fingers. An empty soda bottle and a plate with a few crumbs completed the tableau.
Jacob sighed in annoyance. If that was me, he’d be having a fit, he thought. Jesse was always hounding Jacob to clean up after himself immediately, even going so far as to insist that he wash his dishes as soon as he was done eating. Jacob couldn’t complain too much, since he didn’t have to pay rent, but it still chafed that he felt like Jesse didn’t trust him to keep things clean. If either of us would have a problem, you’d think it would be the rich kid who grew up with a maid and a butler…
Suddenly noticing a strange warmth in his hand, Jacob looked down in puzzlement. The bottle was glowing, an intense orange light emanating from it. Jacob stared in amazement as the light spread towards the sleeping Jesse, surrounding him with the vivid illumination as well. “What the hell is going on?” he whispered. The words had scarcely left his lips when Jesse started to…change.
Jesse’s hair was the first thing Jacob noticed. The short, shaggy strands began to lengthen, creeping down Jesse’s body as they gained volume and luster. The color changed, as well, their usual dark brown brightening to flame-red. The stubble on Jesse’s face vanished, his skin becoming soft and smooth. His lips swelled and plumped as his jawline shifted subtly, and the tip of his nose shrank and turned upward as his eyelashes grew longer and thicker; this had the effect of making Jesse’s face look distinctly feminine.
Jacob swallowed nervously as he watched Jesse continue to change. Two mounds slowly rose beneath his shirt, each capped with a small, stiff point. They grew into what were unmistakably D-cup breasts that jiggled softly with the still-sleeping Jesse’s breathing. Jesse’s waist pulled in as his hips blossomed outward, and the hair on his legs disappeared while the limbs changed from the bulky, muscular, masculine shapes they usually were to slimmer, softer legs that would have looked right at home in a pair of yoga pants.
Jacob’s jaw worked up and down, but no words came to him as he took in the sight before him. His best friend since middle school had just turned into a gorgeous, caramel-skinned bombshell during an afternoon nap. Even knowing that he was looking at Jesse, Jacob couldn’t help his body’s involuntary reaction to the stunning woman softly snoring on the sofa, her large breasts clearly visible through the thin T-shirt. Embarrassed, he winced and squeezed his legs together, trying to ignore his rising erection. “What…what the fuck just happened?!” he finally managed to say.
This outburst roused Jesse from her sleep. She yawned and turned sideways, blinking sleepily. “Oh, hey,” she said with a smile when she saw Jacob. A surprised expression crossed her face. “Huh? What…” She was suddenly much more alert. “Oh! Oh, wow!” she said, sitting up and grinning at the bottle in Jacob’s hand. “Hey! You found it! Great!”
Her voice was as smooth and pleasant as honey, and Jacob had to remind himself again that this was his best friend, and normally a guy. “Huh? Found it? You mean this?” Jacob said, looking down at the bright orange bottle. “Yeah, I did. I was going to ask you where it came from. But the damn thing just lit up like a Christmas tree and turned you into a girl!” Jacob looked around the apartment, his eyes wide with barely-controlled panic. “Okay. Okay. Don’t freak out. We can fix this. I’m sure we can.”
“Jacob, stop worrying. It’s fine. This was supposed to happen.”
Jacob stared down at Jesse. “What,” he said flatly.
Jesse giggled, her breasts bouncing distractingly. “This is fine. This is exactly what I expected—hoped—would happen once you claimed the bottle.”
“Uhhh…care to explain?” Jacob said.
“I guess that would help, wouldn’t it?” Jesse replied, giggling again. “Well. I’ll be as direct as I can. I’m a genie. Well, half-genie. Well, I was half-genie, but now I’m my true self.”
“Genie? You’re a genie?” Jacob sputtered in disbelief. “That’s ridiculous. Genies aren’t real.”
Jesse raised an eyebrow at him. “Right, how silly of me. I guess this is just a magic bottle that turns people into the opposite sex.”
“Point taken,” Jacob said sheepishly.
“Anyway. You know my father is rich. What you don’t know is that he’s a very important and powerful genie. As I am his heir, he sealed my magical essence inside that bottle until I found someone worthy of being my master. I’ve known you for a long time, and I’ve seen your kindness, your selflessness, and I know you have a good heart. I also know you have a strong will and you’ll fight for what you believe in. I’ve been looking for a worthy master for years, when all along you’ve been right in front of me. So, I gave you my bottle as an early birthday present.”
Jacob was having difficulty processing all this, but that sentence got through to him. “What? Early birthday present?”
“Of course, silly. Your birthday is tomorrow. You didn’t think I forgot to get you a present, did you?” Jesse smiled at him. “So, happy early birthday. You’re my master now, and you can do with me what you will.”
Jacob didn’t speak for several moments as his brain tried to catch up to the sudden changes to his world. “Wait…something I don’t understand. If this is your true self, why were you a guy?”
“Oh, that,” Jesse replied. “That was my father’s idea. He wanted me to choose someone who treats women well, and he thought it would be easier for me to evaluate that from an outside perspective, so to speak. After all, men often show their true attitudes towards women when they’re talking to other men about them, you know?”
“I guess I can see that,” Jacob replied. “So…you’re really a girl.”
“Yep!” she said happily. She ran her hands down her body, as if getting a feel for her new proportions. “I’m all wom—uh-oh,” she said, her eyes widening as she reached her lap. She felt her groin rapidly, her expression shifting to puzzlement and then anxiety. “Oh no. No, no, no…” she said softly.
“What’s wrong?” Jacob asked.
“Umm…I, uh…nothing,” she said nervously. “I need to, um, go to the ladies’ room. I’ll be right back!” Jesse stood up from the couch and walked quickly toward the hallway.
“Hey! Stop!” Jacob said. To his surprise, Jesse froze instantly in place. “Uh…come back?” he added hesitantly. She spun in place and walked right back to him, coming to a dead stop exactly where she had stood up from the couch. Jacob chuckled. “Heh. You didn’t have to be so literal, Jesse.”
“Actually, I kinda did,” she replied. “Like I said, you’re my master now. If you give me a direct order, I have to obey it.” She frowned. “I hope you don’t take too much advantage of that. I’ve always thought you were a nice guy, Jacob.”
“Well, I promise not to abuse it. But I do want you to tell me what’s wrong.”
“Uh…” She blushed. “I don’t quite know how to say this. Um. It seems that I didn’t actually, uh, turn all the way into a woman.”
“Well. That’s got me curious.” Jacob looked thoughtful for a moment. “Show me.”
“What?” Jesse asked, startled, but her hands were already moving on their own, peeling up her shirt and letting her new breasts bounce free. She turned even redder as they tugged down her boxers...revealing that her penis still remained unchanged.
Jacob’s eyebrows rose. “Well. That’s interesting.”
Jesse lowered her eyes to the floor. “This sucks. I thought I’d be totally female. I don’t know what the hell happened.” She sniffed, and Jacob realized she was trying not to cry. “Now what am I going to do? You aren’t going to want me like this.”
Jacob stood up, mildly amused when he noticed that he was now several inches taller than Jesse—before, his roommate had been the taller one by about an inch. “Hey. It’s okay. I’ll admit that’s weird, but no weirder than seeing you turn into a girl right in front of me, or finding out that my best friend was secretly both a girl and a genie,” he said with a grin. “It’s been a weird kind of day.”
Jesse looked up slowly, finally meeting his eyes. She was still sniffling, although she seemed to have herself a bit more under control. “That’s nice of you to say, Jacob. But you still don’t want me like this, do you?”
“Hmm…well, there’s only one way to find out,” he replied. He reached out to Jesse, one hand cupping one of her ample breasts and the other sliding down her belly to touch the limp member hanging between her thighs. It twitched and responded to his touch, starting to slowly rise.
“What are you—ohhhh, that feels good,” she moaned.
Well. This is different. This was definitely one of the strangest experiences Jacob had ever had, but he decided to roll with it. Jesse’s moans of pleasure grew louder as he continued to play with her tits and stroke her cock; he could tell she was close to orgasm.
“Oh yes, yes, yes!” she cried. “Don’t stop! I’m gonna—I’m gonna—aaaahhh!” She let out a wail of ecstasy as she came, her cum splattering onto the sofa and getting Jacob’s hand sticky. “Mmm…that was really nice,” she said, smiling at him.
“Glad you enjoyed it,” he replied. His hand was tingling where Jesse’s fluids clung to his skin; in a few seconds, they evaporated into a pale cloud, and the mess on the couch vanished too.
“Heh. Hey, no mess to clean up,” Jesse said. “Thanks for making me feel so good. Maybe I should return the—ooohhhh…” she gasped and moaned, bending over and clutching her groin.
“Are you okay?” Jacob asked, leaning toward her with concern.
“I’m fiiiiiaaaahh fine,” she said. “Just feel really strange and oooohhh really good…” She stood most of the way back up, and the two of them watched in amazement as her cock shrank and receded. It got smaller and shorter until it disappeared into her body, and for a few moments her groin was as featureless as a plastic doll’s. However, it didn’t take long for a thin vertical line to appear, and it quickly spread and grew, separating her skin and resolving into a perfectly-formed vagina in seconds. “Oh my God!” she said gleefully. “I finally turned all the way! I have a pussy now!”
“You do, in fact,” Jacob said, still stunned at what he had just seen. Internally, he felt a mixture of relief and guilt for being relieved.
“Mmm, I’m so happy,” Jesse said contentedly. She pulled Jacob’s head down and kissed him. When their lips parted momentarily, she added, “So…what do you want for your first wish?”
“You know, I’d like—hey, wait,” Jacob said, frowning. “Doesn’t this mean you’ll go away once I use up my three wishes?”
She grinned and giggled. “Not really. The myths don’t quite have it right on that point. You do only get three wishes…per day. But that’s every day for as long as you possess my bottle. And you’re going to take good care of my bottle, right?”
“Oh, absolutely,” Jacob said, kissing her again.
Jesse pressed her warm, naked body against his own, looking seductively into his eyes. “So, how about that wish? Do you want a blow job? A belly dance? Maybe we can skip straight to the sex…?”
Jacob blushed, grinning sheepishly. “I mean, that does sound good, but I think I still need a little time to process all of…this. Plus I had a hard day at work, and you know what I’d really like to do to unwind?”
Jesse sighed and rolled her eyes, but she smiled at him. “Say no more, master.” She snapped her fingers and a 3DS appeared in her open palm. She sat down on the couch as Jacob brought out his own system and sat next to her.

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Let me guess... one or both of them is playing Shantae and the Pirate's Curse?