The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Beatrice Black on 06-01-2011, 02:27:03</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>06-01-2011, 02:27:03</strong>
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				The gilt and crystal bottle (http://dreamyjeanniebottles.com/ancientbottle3.jpg) had passed from owner to owner for almost a century since it was looted in the chaos of the Great War. It had brought fortune to some, disaster to others... but now it was forgotten, just another piece of bric-a-bric in the estate sale of a mad old collector, making its way through auction houses and finally to an unremarkable antiques store near a college campus... where something compelled one of the shop assistants to put it in the window...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 04:26:15</strong>
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				"Hm?" The man behind the counter looked up as Ibrahim approached, saw the bottle he was pointing to and gave a slight nod. "Ah, yes, Arabian in origin... from the Sheldon collection." He sounded like he was about a start a sales spiel, but looking at it he paused, and seemed to lose the necessary confidence. "Thin gilt, no provenance, some chipping around the mouth... we're asking twenty for curiosity value."<br><br>Everything else in the window was in good condition and priced at over a hundred dollars...
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 05:41:19</strong>
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				The assistant looked a little surprised at Ibrahim's willingness to pay without haggling. He opened the partition to the display and fetched down the bottle, holding it away from his body as if uncomfortable around it, as a second assistant retrieved a box containing cotton-wool paper to wrap and carry it in. <br><br>The first assistant retrieved the standing price card, not noticing that it said 50 rather than a 20, then took Ibrahim's bill and rang up the sale.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 06:04:44</strong>
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				The box felt surprisingly light as he carried it back to his room, where he found the usual selection of bills and junk mail on his doormat, and the clothes drying on his radiator had made the room slightly moist. <br><br>There was a possible spot by the small barely-openable window, where the crystal would catch the waning daylight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 07:00:40</strong>
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				He glimpsed something hazy inside it... and as he opened it, a pale pinkish mist started to pour our. It was warm and sweet-smelling, a hint of incense and jasmine as it ran out, filling the room...<br><br>As it cleared, a figure started to form out of it, gleaming gold and pink, tanned skin, lustrous black hair, dark eyes accented by kohl... <br><br>A beautiful young woman, dressed as a harem girl. <br><br>"What is your wish?"
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-01-2011, 01:48:55</strong>
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				The girl smiled, her full wine-red lips parting to reveal white teeth. "A rich and worry-free life," she echoed, her voice lilting and musical. "A life where you can be idle, want for nothing, wear fine things... would you wish also to be attractive, for I can include that with ease?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-01-2011, 18:34:26</strong>
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				"Then so I shall. Your wish then is to be wealthy, idle, lovely." She chuckled.<br><br>The pink mist started to swirl around again as she stepped back and vanished into it, and a full-length gold-framed mirror appeared in front of him, reflecting him.<br><br>Where the mist touched him, his clothes frayed away and disintegrated until in just a moment he was completely naked.<br><br>Then it slid across his skin and through his hair, warm, like feather-light touches of a thousand caressing fingers, stroking his chest, tousling his hair.<br><br>And some of it slid up into his nose and mouth, making its way inside him, warm and sweet as Turkish Delight.<br><br>And as the mist drew back from his skin, it was evenly warm in tone - and hairless.<br><br>He could see that the only hair left on his body now was his had hair, his eyebrows and eyelashes... and his brows looked thinner as well, and his head hair and lashes more full and lustrous... silky...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-03-2011, 01:36:47</strong>
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				And as he gazed at his reflection, he saw further changes, as he felt them through his body... <br><br>His bones shrank and shifted, so that he lost height and breadth... even as his hips flared... His muscles and flesh tightened around his new frame, emphasising the curve of his smooth legs, the narrowness of his waist as he felt his gut tighten... His chest swelled, pushing out behind distended, erect nipples... His face softened, youthful, rounded, with full lips and long lashes... even pierced ears... His erection pulled inwards, his testes being drawn into his extending pelvis as his hips widened, until he was left with only the downy slit of a vagina.<br><br>He was now a stunningly beautiful girl.<br><br>The mist blew away and faded, leaving him - her - staring at her reflection in the mirror, in a spacious room lined with colourful silken draperies and furnished with low couches and well-filled silk pillows. <br><br>"Your wish is granted... I name you Munya, which means Wishes. You will live a life of youth and beauty, wealth and carefree idling... as a harem girl."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 02:31:26</strong>
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				And as she caressed herself, her full breasts, her soft clitoris, she felt tingles of pleasure run through her. Without meaning to, she had aroused herself with her probing touch, almost losing herself to the sensual sensitivity of her new feminine self.<br><br>Then she heard footsteps somewhere close by, quiet and light. <br><br>"What has the genie brought us now?" asked a soft, lilting female voice. Munya could tell the voice was speaking an old dialect of Arabic... and she found that she understood it as her native language.<br><br>"Stand up, girl... let us look at you."<br><br>A trio of beautiful young women looked down at her. They were each dressed in gold halters, satin slit skirts, and generous gold jewellery and makeup. They looked like they might be sisters of the genie... <br><br>As so might she, she realised, although she had her former self's complexion, eyes and hair colour... she looked like the beautiful daughter of the genie and her former self... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-03-2011, 23:55:51</strong>
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				"No, sister, your old life is the dream." The tallest of the women, with fair skin and long black curls wearing deep red and gold, smiled gently at her, stroking her hair comfortingly. "But fear not, the life you have now begun will be filled with pleasures unknown..."<br><br>"What wishes were you granted?" the second woman, a honey blonde dressed in pastel blue, asked. "Youth and beauty? Wealth and a lack of cares? To be loved?"<br><br>"And what year is it, in the other world?" the third woman, warm coffee skin and dark curls clad in white, asked quietly.<br><br>As they spoke, other women entered, some with the genie's figure like them, others with different shapes but all youthful and lovely, all dressed as concubines. One of them carried a jewelled box containing a wealth of gold and jewels, two more carried gleaming pink satin, a fourth held a second jewelled box and a set of brushes like an artist's. They approached Munya, walking around her as if measuring her... preparing to dress her as one of them...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Genie's Trap (xiaomei and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>30-03-2011, 20:30:07</strong>
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				"She is a sly one, that genie... your wishes have been granted, in a way. You will live a life of pampered comfort, wanting for nothing..."<br><br>"Almost a century," the third woman murmured thoughtfully. "The world I knew will be long gone... and I am still young and lovely as the day I was brought here..." She shook her head, jewellery jangling. <br><br>"This is a harem," the first woman confirmed. "And you are now a concubine. The first to join us in forty years... and one of the loveliest, I am sure." She gave a small nod to the other women, and they approached Munya, guiding her to sit as they began to look through their boxes for jewels and makeup that would suit her.
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