Three wishes

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I found a magic lamp.
Yes, the one inhabited by a fairy, the one that grants three wishes.

Sitting on my bed in my small studio apartment, I sorted out my thoughts.

I had gotten off work a few hours earlier and returned home early, collapsing onto the bed exhausted and falling into a deep sleep.
However, instead of being woken by the alarm clock in the morning, I was awakened late at night by the even more annoying summer mosquitoes.
To free up the room so that the mosquito coils could kill the insects, I decided to go for a stroll.
So, unusually, I leisurely watched the sunrise on the beach.

Just then, I noticed that one spot on the long stretch of breakwater blocks seemed to be shimmering from the reflection of some metal.
I carefully stepped over and took a closer look; it was a rather exquisite metal oil lamp.
As part of my childhood, I had naturally seen the well-known animated film Aladdin,
so I imitated the scene from the story by rubbing the lamp.
Although I was a little embarrassed, I figured many people would do the same if they had such an antique.
What happened next was completely unexpected: a puff of smoke emerged from the lamp, and a fairy really appeared.

"Good morning, I am the Genie. As you wished, make a wish. Three."
A flat, monotonous voice came from within the faint light flickering in the smoke. The language was so brief that even explanation was completely omitted.
Was it because some rat empire had already made a special movie to introduce how to use it?
I was also surprised that, apart from a simple吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or sarcastic remarks), I didn't have much of a psychological reaction to the bizarre scene before me. It
was like a dream, as if I had naturally accepted all the absurdities.
Perhaps human adaptability is indeed stronger than I imagined.

"Can I think about it?"

"Yes."

Perhaps it was all too sudden, because it wasn't until I was on my way back that I started to get nervous, constantly checking that the oil lamp was in my bag.

After locking the door, I began to ponder various possibilities I had never considered before in this small space of about ten square meters.
So I summoned the genie and carefully inquired about the rules and methods of making a wish, even writing down each rule in a notebook.

1. You can only have three wishes; you cannot exchange one wish for another.
2. The genie will only grant a wish if there is a clear intention to make it.
3. Wishes have no expiration date and cannot be revoked; you can only delete the changes brought about by another wish.
4. When the content of a wish is vague or abstract, the genie will try to get as close as possible to the content of the wish by reading the wisher's thoughts.
5. If…

After listing dozens of rules, the genie finally stopped speaking and returned to the oil lamp.

After repeatedly confirming my thoughts, I finally decided on my first wish after spending a whole day on it: the ability to "change matter."
Of course, I also considered things like directly obtaining a large sum of money or winning a high-value lottery ticket,
but upon reflection, since I already had the opportunity to achieve a wish beyond the realm of reason,
it seemed a waste to use it for something achievable through reason . Furthermore
, it would be best if the wish had a lasting and effective effect.

I then placed the magic lamp in the cabinet on my desk and changed the cabinet's material to a sealed, hard metal container.
Only after using the ability for the first time did I realize how pragmatic and unromantic I truly was.

Perhaps it's because I've suffered too many losses in the past, but trying to learn to solve problems rationally has only resulted in this dull state.
Even with the opportunity to fulfill any wish, I can't easily follow my heart and satisfy my inner desires. It's almost laughable.

Maybe it's a change in mindset. My plan to gradually experiment with the details of my abilities was disrupted in an instant.
I used my abilities to influence my appearance and various physical characteristics until I became a completely different person in front of the mirror.

Her fair skin with a rosy glow and her pretty, straight, shoulder-length black hair, along with her thick eyelashes, accentuated her
large, round eyes on her delicate face. Her amber pupils shimmered like understated yet luxurious jewels, and her refined features carried a touch of youthful innocence.

I had only wanted to become the person I truly wanted to be, but I never imagined that this slender, androgynous appearance was what I longed for deep down.
Sitting blankly in front of the mirror, looking at my reflection, my male instincts triggered a strong physical reaction.
It wasn't until I took a cold shower that I finally regained my composure.

However, after a closer look at my body, I realized that while my height wasn't drastically different, I was indeed a bit shorter.
To be more precise, my overall bone structure seemed smaller, more feminine than male.
Because of this, my clothes no longer fit. Even now, wearing them made me look like one of those women showing off their boyfriend's clothes.

I browsed women's clothing on online shopping websites. To be honest, while I felt a little ashamed, I also felt inexplicably excited and envious.
Was dressing up really such a fun thing?
Perhaps past dissatisfaction with my appearance had subconsciously led me to avoid paying attention to my looks,
and only now, having the means to dress up, did these thoughts naturally surface.

Since it was my first time trying this, I decided not to be too bold, and simply used my skills to transform a t-shirt and shorts into a women's style.

Perhaps it was a pent-up impulse, but I mustered the courage to step out of my house and into the bustling shopping street.
As I strolled along, I could feel the gazes projected from all directions—the gazes of men.
Some deliberately turned their faces away, yet kept stealing glances out of the corner of their eyes; others seemed completely out of control, unable to stop staring even in front of their girlfriends.
As a man myself, I knew all too well the various erotic desires swirling in their minds about me.

Feeling somewhat restless myself, I decided to abandon my plan to look at clothes at the store and
instead sit down at a nearby cafe to give my little thing a rest.

Perhaps a cafe was a good choice; the stylish young women sitting inside
were certainly a good source of inspiration for me right now.

But then I noticed whispers and gossip around me. Several women in school uniforms
seemed to be speculating that I might be someone's idol or model, while a group of young men were also making a fuss about whether they should approach me.

Now I started to regret not being properly prepared before going out.
No wonder public figures wear masks, sunglasses, hats, and so on.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, I decided to leave the crowded area and
head towards the underground electronics district. This was a familiar area to me,
with all sorts of shops piled high with strange merchandise—basically, otaku stuff—making it difficult for outsiders to get in.

Even as a seasoned otaku, there are areas I'm hesitant to explore, commonly known as the "BL" or "yaoi" section.
But honestly, I don't really appreciate yaoi works. After wandering around for a bit, I ended up back in the male-oriented section.

"Is this work interesting?" I leaned slightly to the side and looked up at the man holding the book.
He quickly put the book with very explicit R18 crossdressing illustrations back on the shelf, his eyes darting around nervously.
But even that nervous look was funny enough.

"This artist's drawing skills are always outstanding, and the paneling is also very... excellent! And..."

"Hey~ the art style is indeed quite beautiful, but this character is a boy, right?"

"Yeah..."

"Don't be nervous~ I just happened to see it from the other side."

"Um... by the way, do fujoshi also read these male-oriented crossdressing works?"

"Fujoshi? Do I look like a girl?"

"Huh?!"

"Since there are crossdressing doujinshi, it's not surprising that there are actual crossdressers."

"Are you a boy?"

"Want to confirm?"
Perhaps it was because I found his flustered appearance amusing, my mischievousness reached its peak, and
I took his hand and slowly pulled him closer to my chest.

"Just kidding... at least not here." I hooked my arm around his, like a couple deeply in love,
and whispered the rest of my words in his ear.

We soon arrived at a nearby hotel to rest. He seemed very nervous, looking around anxiously, his
body hunched over, his penis visibly erect.

"Can I ask you why you contacted me?"

"Hmm? Don't get me wrong, I'm not some escort. I just want to have sex with someone.
I don't have much experience in this area, so I'm looking for a virgin."

"You're a virgin too? A virgin?"

"I'm not a virgin anymore, but I guess I can still be considered a virgin?" I smiled and pulled him into the bathroom.

I waited until he finished undressing before slowly taking mine off.
Seeing his lustful gaze fixed on me gave me a strange sense of accomplishment.
We both stripped down to our underwear. I mischievously moved behind him.
"I'm all undressed, and you're still shyly turning away? Don't you want to do it with me?"
I said, pressing my chest against his back while slipping my hand inside his underwear and gently stroking his penis.
Just as I was about to masturbate him, he ejaculated into my hand,
his semen covering it completely.

"I'm sorry... I..." the man said, his head bowed in disappointment.

"Are my hands that comfortable? Do you need me to give you a blowjob?" I deliberately tasted the semen on my hands in front of him, and
as expected, the man's penis quickly became erect again, as if it was about to penetrate at any moment.

"Looks like it's not necessary for now (laughs). Let's take a shower first."

"As punishment for ejaculating first, help me wash." After he quickly washed me, he seemed to notice that I wasn't moving,
but waiting for him to finish before asking him to do so. The man looked at my wet body and hesitated for a moment before starting to apply shower gel to my feet.

"Hey~ do you like feet? Want to try footjob later?"

"Yes! I definitely have to try!" As I said that, I could feel that if it weren't for the shower gel on my feet, he would have almost licked them.

"Don't just focus on washing your feet, you have to wash your upper body too." Then he stroked my calves and thighs. When he was about to wash my private parts,
I turned around so he could wipe my back and buttocks from behind.

"Aren't you going to say anything?"

"Huh?!"

"You don't seem to have any particular feelings while washing my body, so it seems you're not interested in me, right?"

"No, no, no! I just don't know how to say it. I just feel like it
's a dream to be able to touch such a beautiful body like this. Is it really possible for something so luxurious to happen to me?"

"By the way, I haven't asked what I should call you yet."

"Me? As for what to call me... just call me Lin."

"Okay, Lin... Miss?"

"What are you saying? Touching my body and you're calling me Miss? Just call me Lin."

As the washing of the upper body was completed, the bathtub was filled with water. Perhaps it was designed that way, as
the bathtub here was clearly designed so that two people could bathe together.

"Wow, this bathtub is huge. You'd be missing out if you didn't soak for a while." I rubbed his genitals with my toes and soles.
After a while, I discovered that using my fingers to help the glans of his penis sink in made him react very strongly.

"Lin... I'm going to cum again..."

"No, you'll get the bathwater dirty. Hold it in."

"I'm sorry! I really can't take it anymore!" The man quickly stood up, and as his penis emerged from the water, he seemed to have reached his limit and
ejaculated in my face, covering my entire face with semen.
"Semen is so smelly, but it's somehow incredibly exciting. You should soak and get some rest."
I said, rinsing off the bodily fluids on my face, washing myself clean, and then lying down on the soft bed.

What on earth happened today? Did I use up all my luck in this life today?
Watching the cross-dresser who called herself Lin leave the bathroom and sit in the bathtub, I gradually began to feel the soreness from the continuous ejaculation.
"He looks so cute, and he has a slightly devilish personality. Is he really a real person?
Could he really be some kind of succubus or something?"
As a virgin, I've had very few relationships with women, let alone dating them. I can count on one hand the number of times I've even had conversations with women outside my family.
I never thought that I would encounter something like a doujinshi,
with a cross-dresser who looks like she's broken through the dimensional barrier. I would even be willing to die suddenly from excessive ejaculation.

"Are you done soaking so quickly?" Lin was just casually asking me a question,
but his androgynous voice, with its magnetic and languid tone, made my penis involuntarily hard again.

"Soaking for too long makes me dizzy."
Looking at Lin lying naked on the bed, she was like a work of art.
Her translucent white skin was like flawless white porcelain, and her slender figure revealed the even curves of her muscles.
Although I didn't ask her actual age, her appearance and voice, which resembled those before the development of secondary sexual characteristics,
made me feel a little guilty and immoral.

"What's wrong? Are you planning to just stand there and wait for the time to end?"
Lin said provocatively as she slightly lifted the thin blanket covering him,
seemingly revealing a glimpse of his delicate and cute little genitals.

"Not bad, not bad at all. You're finally showing some manly spirit." Under the repeated temptations, my reason had long since vanished. I
took a step and pounced on the bed, pinning Lin beneath me. We were so close that I could even hear her breathing.
When I looked closely at her face, I realized that Lin wasn't wearing any makeup. Her
bare face alone made any female idol I'd ever seen pale in comparison.
The inconspicuous little black mole under her lip added to her sexiness.
Just as I instinctively wanted to kiss her cute pink lips,
Lin stopped me with her finger.

"Kissing is not allowed. You can play with my body however you want, except for kissing...like this."
As she spoke, she used her slender little hands to guide my erect penis to her shaft, pressing our bodies together.
Then she began to twist her waist, slowly rubbing my penis against hers. Our intertwined urethral openings were intertwined like a kiss, and
our pre-ejaculate began to flow out continuously, making the kiss of our penises even more intense.
Although I had seen such scenes in pornographic books, the pleasure after actually trying it was far beyond my imagination.

"Mmm...mmm...does it feel good to kiss you with your little mouth down there...?"
Lin seemed to be deliberately teasing me, panting and licking my ear. Her
sweet voice sent shivers down my spine. If I hadn't already ejaculated twice, I probably would have come right away.

"Breasts...?" I gently caressed Lin's soft body and delicate skin.
Perhaps Lin was just too stunning, because I didn't realize until I touched them
that her slightly protruding small breasts were actually unusual for a man.

"Don't you like it?" Lin rubbed her pink and tender nipples with her hands, revealing a boastful smile.
"So wet, so wet!" The sound of sucking on the soft, wet breasts, accompanied by Lin's panting, sounded particularly erotic.
Lin's nipples also swelled up under the attack of her tongue.
"Pinch~ My little hole is starting to want it too, can you satisfy me?" Lin said, pushing me away as she sat up,
sticking her buttocks out. With the swaying of her round buttocks, her fair and smooth little penis dangled between her legs.
The man pressed his face against Lin's rosy anus and without hesitation stuck out his tongue to lick it continuously, even probing inside her anus
as if tasting it, moving it up and down. He also kneaded Lin's testicles with his thick, adult male hands and rubbed her small penis with his palms.

"Mmm...mmm...as expected of a pervert who likes crossdressers, so delicious...tasting my pussy, his tongue inside...mmm...mmm...
stirring so hot..." The man seemed to have finally reached his limit and thrust his penis into Lin's body.
The tight and soft walls of her vagina quickly adhered to the inserted half of his penis, completely enveloping it with every seam. Her
anus seemed to be sucking on the penis, taking the man's penis and its base into it.

"Congratulations... on losing your virginity, although... um... it's with a crossdresser... umm..." Lin turned her head, her rosy face smiling as she swayed her hips.

"Lin, I'm almost there..."

"Shoot inside, don't worry, shoot inside." Accompanied by intense physical collisions, the two's rapid breathing filled the room.
Then, the man arched his back repeatedly, his penis being pushed to its deepest point. Hot semen shot into Lin's body in large quantities along her urethra.
After a brief moment of disorientation, the man regained consciousness and lay limply on the bed, his head resting on Lin's thighs.

"I'm sorry I went too fast... I should..." Lin didn't respond, but slowly and gently stroked the man's messy hair,
seemingly humming a nursery rhyme.

"The Price of Wish"

"First and fourth squads, locate and confirm the coordinates of the mission target. All irrelevant personnel have been isolated,
but there is no biological response in the target room. Please issue the take-off order."
Several fully armed special forces soldiers, in squads, were infiltrating the apartment where Lin lived.
A deep voice, mixed with electronic noise, came from the walkie-talkie: "Protecting the target is the highest priority. Operation begins."

A squad of members skillfully and quickly infiltrated the unremarkable civilian apartment
and arrived at the door marked 2010 within seconds. They unlocked the door and
quickly retrieved the items inside, along with the bookshelf.

"The mission target is sealed inside an ordinary-looking bookshelf. Attempts to physically destroy it have failed.
It will be recovered along with the bookshelf for further processing."

"Initial observation indicates Target-1 is not in its assigned room."

"As planned, the first team will proceed with the recovery and transport. The second and third teams will remain on standby outside awaiting orders.
The fourth team will remain in place to collect data."

---------------------------------------------

The streetlights illuminated the late-night streets, and the irregular clatter of high heels created a cacophony.
"High heels are really pretty, but they're so hard to walk in. Looks like I need to practice more..."
Lin said, changing her shoes into a pair of ordinary flat sneakers.
"What should I do next... Anyway, I'll change my appearance back tomorrow and quit my job first.
It would be too much trouble if someone reported me missing, and I don't want to cause any trouble... Hmm?"
As Lin rummaged through her bag for her keys, she suddenly felt something prick her thigh.
For the next few seconds, her consciousness blurred as her vision faded. She didn't regain consciousness for several days.

"Are you conscious now?" a mature woman's voice asked calmly.

"Based on our current biological observations, you're a normal male. Aside from your extremely feminine appearance, you don't seem to have any other special characteristics.
However, after reviewing all the data, we haven't found anyone whose appearance matches yours. We found this in your bag...""
Lin slowly opened her eyes, trying to adjust to the glaring light on the table.
The woman in the researcher's long white coat placed the documents she was reading in front of Lin.

"Since you've captured me, that thing should be in your hands too, right?" Lin looked at the documents on the table, which
included photos of the items in her bag and various identification documents. Understanding their intentions, she took a deep breath and tentatively asked.

"Please answer my question, staff." Lin noticed that she was tightly bound in a straitjacket. Under normal circumstances, even moving her fingers
would be extremely difficult, but Lin carefully altered the structure of the inner straps, making them less rigid.

"Not answering is tantamount to admitting it, isn't it? You should understand that, right?"

"Then let me ask you another question. How many wishes did you make? What were they?"

"Have we gotten straight to the point? Good. I can tell you about that. I made two wishes.
The first, as you can see, was to change my appearance. The second was to forget something."

"Something? Could you elaborate?"

"I already said I forgot. After the fairy deleted my memories, all I could glean from his narration was that I made a wish to forget something—
probably something I didn't want to remember. I was shocked at the time that I only had one wish left."
The seemingly arrogant woman also began to show a puzzled expression. It seemed she realized this was an unsolvable contradiction,
and that it couldn't be resolved through the interaction between fairies. The conversation confirmed the facts. The reason was simple: according to the rules of use, the genie would not
allow other users to summon it before the three wishes were fulfilled. Afterwards, she talked with several male personnel who had been summoned about "injecting the target with truth serum".
Normally, such a faint sound would not be audible at this distance, but Lin adjusted her internal auditory system
to its limit so that she could receive the content of the conversation completely.

A few minutes later, the door opened again, and several footsteps approached me. By this time, my mouth and eyes were gagged.
He quickly inserted a needle into my arm and injected a drug. Lin quickly realized the danger and
replaced the injected drug with a harmless glucose solution. After several more minutes, they
removed the restraints above my head and interrogated me again. She asked about the content of her wish again, but received the same answer from Lin.
Then they asked about how she obtained the magic lamp. Finally, the interrogation ended with a mix of truth and lies, and Lin was transferred away.

"Oh no... this is really bad... Although I had expected people to come looking for trouble because they're after the magic lamp, I never imagined it would be such a large organization.
Just judging from the routes they've taken, there must be hundreds of people moving around in this facility. Moreover, from what some of the conversations are saying,
this facility is just one of dozens of organizations."

"And they didn't loosen their restraints because of my answer. I hope they'll just be being cautious for a while and then lower their guard against me.
No matter what, going against such a large organization without the genie lamp is not a wise plan.
However, according to the rule that the genie lamp disappears automatically after three wishes are made, as long as I have one wish left, they can't threaten my life."

Afterwards, Lin was locked in an empty, pale room, with two armed men standing by outside the door, and was told to wait for orders.

But Lin, of course, did not follow the instructions. After observing the behavior patterns and management system of the people here, he
roughly determined the time when certain personnel would take turns, as well as the time when no one would have any contact with him.
After three days, during his bedtime, Lin used his ability
to create a
life-size replica with breathing and a heartbeat using materials he had secretly collected over the past few days. He placed it on the bed and transformed the bed board that was about to touch him into a liquid-like memory material, allowing himself to melt into it and successfully pass through the bed board
to the bottom of the bed. After a series of material transformations, Lin began to use this method to pass through the walls. He
also used special metal powder wrapped around his body to make it difficult for cameras and the naked eye to detect his presence quickly.
After the facility moved carefully for a while, Lin arrived at a room composed of countless continuous data cabinets.

"Let me see... Although these are all old, digitized data, they should contain records of the Genie Lamp.
After all, they can pinpoint the exact location of the Genie Lamp, so they've probably known about it for quite some time now..."
After reviewing for a while, he indeed found the corresponding record file: [SCP-CK-8792; Genie Lamp's
first containment time was 18??/4/?, and it escaped after containment breach at 192?/?/?...]
"One, two, three, four... Looks like this is my fourth containment. No wonder I'm so skilled. But it seems that each containment
involves successfully capturing the wishing target and then keeping them locked up until they die or something happens. The containment area also emphasizes
separating the genie lamp from the wisher... which means the genie lamp can't possibly be in this facility, at least for now."

The sound of footsteps came along the corridor. Lin tensed up and realized that the man was probably just on a regular patrol and wasn't
moving in her direction. "You've come at the right time. I was still trying to figure out how to get through the central hall."
So, he approached from behind, petrified her,
and then copied her appearance and fused her into the wall.

"Good evening, Lisa, don't look confused yet. Turn your head away from the camera and speak softly...
I'm sorry, I can't let you communicate with me telepathically right now, so..."

"I understand... Who are you? I don't think I've heard that voice before. Are you nearby?"
The young blonde girl lay on the bed and responded softly to the voice in her ear. She didn't seem too flustered,
but instead showed a calm reaction that was different from her appearance and age.

"I was captured and imprisoned by this organization just like you, but I
managed to hide my abilities through some methods, which allowed me to escape temporarily. However, I'm still in danger, and even if I escape, I might be caught again.
I've read your information, and I hope we can cooperate to leave this place."

"I'm glad for your invitation, but I refuse. I don't know what kind of abilities you have, but since you can't survive on your own,
even if I go out with you, we'll be caught sooner or later."

"What if I told you I have a way to make your immortality disappear?" The girl fell into a brief silence before nodding secretly.

"I hope we can work together smoothly. I'm willing to communicate with you in this way as a sign of respect." Lin deactivated
the property transformation on her hair, allowing Lisa to communicate through thought. However, for someone with mind-control abilities,
this was undoubtedly like putting herself in the same cage as a ferocious predator.

"Don't move. I'll create a clone of you where you're lying in the line. Then I'll guide you out of this room. I hope you can find
someone familiar with this place to read her memories... What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."It's been so long since I've left that room; I feel a bit weak. The second room after turning left in this corridor.

"Roger." After a brief movement, we entered the doctor's room through the attached toilet.
Just as Lin was about to incapacitate him, Lisa had already taken complete control of his mind outside the room.

"Could you let him read my data? Perhaps he can find the information he needs." The doctor typed rapidly on the keyboard like a puppet, and
soon a file containing my information appeared line by line on the computer screen. The content was largely the same as what I knew,
but they seemed to notice something amiss from details such as the lack of country of origin markings on my clothes, so they did not release me from my confinement.

"No, no, not this... I've got it! The containment facility underground in Detroit, USA. The genie is contained there."
After confirming the information, I cloned the Doctor's appearance and stuffed him into the wall as well. To be honest, I have no sympathy for them at all.
Although they have a moral high ground for doing these things, it doesn't mean you can keep Lisa locked in a room for 110 years.

After obtaining the information and the identity of the high-ranking officer, we quickened our pace and moved to the parking garage. As the vehicle was
slowly lifted to the ground by the derrick, eerie and terrifying monster roars, along with continuous gunfire and explosions, began to emanate from deep underground.

"So, are you starting to regret coming with me?" Lin asked calmly in the driver's seat, transferring the matter she had been using to read her mind back into her hair.

"No... I don't have the emotional depth to express myself anymore." Lisa picked up two hair ties from the car and pinned them to her head.

Dozens of helicopters and armored transport vehicles sped past us on the highway,
while cheerful music blared from inside the car, accompanied by explosions and roars from behind.

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