The deepest desires we keep from ourselves
Added 2025-08-08 14:00:10 +0000 UTCThe Genie gazed into Marcus’ eyes for a moment and then grinned wickedly, “Granted!”
Marcus fell back naked onto a bed that had suddenly appeared. His body writhed in both agony and orgasmic bliss as his flesh seemed to stretch and slither while his insides rolled over each other. He felt new weight pulling on his chest as his skin became hairless and smooth. He felt his cock harden and then shrivel. He grabbed for it just in time to feel it vanish between the folds of his new labia.
He had an image of riches and power when he had uttered his wish, for his “deepest desire” but the Genie had looked past his shallow thoughts and seen the dark secret Marcus had kept even from himself.
Marcus wanted to feel betrayed, she wanted to be angry, but in truth, as her slender fingers played over her new parts, she felt only relief and gratitude. She didn’t have to “play a macho man” any more. She finally saw a future for herself, something she had never imagined as a man. She could finally be herself.
She would need a wardrobe and a new identity. Luckily she still had two more wishes.
