Zahra once again emerged from her weekly nap to meet Kai behind bars. "My, my, how did this happen?"
Kai, clearly angry replied, "turns out I wasn't a free man as much as I was an escaped prisoner."
"Is that so? Perhaps you should have been more... specific." Zahra smirked.
Kai straightened his orange jumpsuit, his hands shaking. "Fine. Final wish: I wish for fame. I want to be iconic. Someone everyone knows and admires. And, on top of that, I want all my criminal charges to be wiped free! I want a new life."
Zahra's smirk turned devious. "Oh, I've got just the thing."
With a snap of her fingers, Kai's world spun.
When the dizziness faded, Kai found himself sitting on a plush velvet couch in an enormous, lavishly decorated room. He looked down and froze. His body was completely different—curves where there had once been hard lines, long legs shaved smoothly to perfection, and delicate hands adorned with rings. He was naked—Kai was naked!
The door opened, and a woman entered with a clipboard. "Kylie! You're live in five minutes. Your fans are going crazy waiting for you."
"Kylie?" Kai whispered, his voice high and melodic. He ran to a mirror on the wall and stared at the reflection. A gorgeous young woman with long blonde hair, flawless makeup, and a dazzling smile looked back at him.
"What... what the hell?"
"Don't forget," the woman with the clipboard said, "you have a sponsorship meeting after the stream, and OnlyFans wants to discuss a bonus for all your new subscribers. You're breaking records!"
Kai—or Kylie—stumbled back, overwhelmed. "OnlyFans?"
The woman laughed. "Oh, Kylie. Don't be so modest. You're the biggest streamer on the platform. People adore you!"
Kai quickly realized the fame he'd wished for was nothing like he'd imagined. As "Kylie," he was a pornstar with millions of horny men masterbating to his body!
One night, after a particularly grueling stream, Zahra appeared in Kylie's penthouse, leaning against the doorway with a smug expression.
"Well?" she said. "Famous enough for you?"
Kai glared at her, tears streaming down his face. "This isn't what I wanted. I'm trapped in this life. I never wanted to be some slut dancing naked for men online!"
Zahra shrugged. "You wanted to be famous. Congrats—you got it. Enjoy the spotlight."
With a mocking wave, she vanished, leaving Kylie alone in her glittering cage.
Out of rage, Kylie threw the golden lamp into the trash chute of her penthouse building, watching it disappear into the abyss.
"Stupid lamp! Stupid Genie! Stupid Life!" Kylie angrily screamed out.
As the lamp tumbled into the darkness, its surface gleamed, waiting for the next person to claim it—and their own disastrous wishes.
YOU ARE READING
Your Wish is My Command
Genel KurguThree different tales of men who mess with the wrong kind of magic, and end up in a different life than expected.
