Aladdin's Giantesses
By Chelgi
I was disappointed, I had gone on a diving trip to the Red
Sea, but as usual on all too many of the trips I went on, I had
eaten something that disagreed with me.... Violently! This was
the second days diving I had missed, but at least I was starting
to feel a little better and was walking along the beach east of
the hotel. It was a magnificent wide beach of soft white sand
with small waves breaking peacefully on the smooth white sand,
the water just off shore going from a light sparkling blue, to
the dark blue, nearly black looking water out where the warm
clear water of the shallows dropped of into the deeper water of
the sea, but behind the beach was nothing but miles and miles of
barren desert with a few scrub plants on the back side of the
sand dunes. As I wandered along I found myself in urgent need of
finding a place I could relive myself, from the sickness. I
walked up over the dune and looked around, there was nothing but
desert with rolling sand dunes as far as I could see. Just behind
the dune though were a few small scrub bushes that looked ancient
and weathered. I had thought to bring a little 'relief kit' paper
in my back pocket so I moved down behind one of the bigger
'trees' and started to relieve myself. As I squatted I looked at
the ancient tree. It looked weathered and tough like some of the
old trees I had seen in Point Lobos park, on the Monterey
peninsula, looking like it had been there forever, and I wondered
just how old it was. I had been told that some of the small
scraggly trees in Point Lobos went back to before the time of
Christ. Pulling my pants back up I wandered over to the tree and
looked closely at it. The bark was hard but peeling from the wind
and sand. Some of the roots were partially exposed right next to
the base of the tree.
I noticed a small bit of black corroded metal caught in
the exposed roots next to the tree trunk. I tried to see what it
was, but it was almost completely covered by the ancient tree
roots and I couldn't pull it out. As I probed around at it, it
seemed to be more than just a little piece of scrap metal. I
reached into my pocket and pulled out my trusty 'Buck' knife. I
was sometimes teased about my big beat up old 'Buck' knife, but
it was still in good condition and had a good sharp blade. And I
found it useful for a lot of things.
Like a sergeant, I once worked for, had said, "I don't know
how a man gets through a day without a pocket knife." I often
said that was the only thing the sergeant and I ever agreed on.
But be that as it may, I started probing around, carefully
digging the small object out. As I dug, I saw that it was not
the small flat piece of black metal I had first thought it was,
but was smooth and rounded, though well weathered, like the tree
it was under, and corroded black. I had to cut a couple of small
roots loose and dig under the thing to get it out of the ground.
At first when I started digging and found it was rounded I almost
stopped, since I considered that it might have been a piece of
ordinance from World War II. I knew that there had been a lot of
fighting in this general vicinity, but as I dug I found it wasn't
fully round, but had what I considered to be a short base beneath
the main belly of the thing, then I spotted what appeared to be a
spout. When I finally freed it, I found it to be one of the oil
lamps like a lot of the merchants sold in the straw market.
Only this one was not polished pewter like the ones in the
market, but was almost completely blackened metal, soft like
pewter, but I could see it wasn't pewter. I grinned and wondered
if I had really found something valuable, since I knew that
silver turned black when it corroded. I looked at it for a few
minutes and tried to open the top, but it seemed welded into
place just from sitting and corroding. I figured that at least it
would be a good souvenir. I wondered if I should, or even could,
polish it up so it would look nice and shiny like the ones in the
marked or if I should leave it all blackened and looking ancient.
Using my knife blade, I carefully knocked off most of the dirt,
small hair like roots and rotted leaves, clinging to it. Then
pulling out my bandanna I started cleaning around the edge of the
top where it was 'welded' to the main part of the body. There was
a thin line, but it didn't seem to go very deep and I was
cleaning the dirt out of the thin line to see if I could get the
top loose and use it, when it started to get hot.
Being more than a little bit prudent, I dropped it
immediately and backed away. Then I realized that if it was a
W.W.II bomb of some kind, I was entirely too close, and leaping
back up over the top of the dune I plunged headfirst back down
the dune, rolling and scrambling till I got to the beach before I
even looked back up to where the tree was. I stared in startled
apprehension. There was a young girl standing at the top of the
dune looking down at me and laughing. I could see that she was
beautiful, even from this distance, but she was dressed in the
thin baggy pants and loose vest associated with the harem girls
of the Arabian Knights.
As I noticed how she was laughing at me, I realized that I
was probably involved in some kind of a practical joke, something
like the old TV show, Candid Camera. I looked around for the
camera and the other people, but saw no one or nothing...
Nothing, but the beautiful young girl standing at the top of the
dune laughing at me. The girl looked down at me for another
moment or two and then putting her hands on her thighs started
down the face of the sandy dune toward me. She was no longer
laughing so loudly, but was now giggling and grinning as she
approached me.
As I watched her walking down the dune, I noticed that she
was not only wearing the flimsy, nearly translucent harem outfit,
but she was barefooted and walked like she was gyroscopically
held vertically, each small barefoot was carefully placed in
front of the other as she walked down through the loose shifting
sand like it was something she did every day. She walked
casually, but balanced very carefully upright, never missing a
step nor wavering from loss of balance in the loose sand.
I was sitting in the beach sand as the girl approached,
still giggling and grinning as she neared me. At first I had
thought she was a small girl like many of the young Arabian girls
I had seen around the towns we had passed through, but as she
neared I realized that she was not small, but though trim and
athletically built, she was absolutely beautiful.... and a good
six and a half feet tall! She was an enormous woman, towering
massively over me as she stood and looked down on me, while I sat
in the sand staring
up at her in awe.
Her grinning giggle changed to a look of shock as she
looked incredulously at me for several long moments, then a broad
smile replaced the look of shock as she spoke very softly to me
in Arabic, or whatever language it was. She spoke liltingly, her
voice soft, husky, and melodious, but I was completely unable to
understand a word of her soft flowing speach, and merely stared
up at her from my seat, sprawled on the sand. Then she bowed,
bending her head and facing the sand with her hands tight by her
sides, for several seconds before straightening up again. I had
sometimes seen a formal meeting of dignitaries where they bowed
to one another like she did. But I had no idea of the meanings or
why she was bowing to me.
She bowed slightly again and reached a hand down to me,
apparently offering to help me to my feet. I didn't really need
any help since I was only shocked from my rolling plunge down the
slope of the dune and from seeing such a big beautiful woman out
here in the secluded area of the desert beach. I scrambled to my
feet and then reached out and gently took her hand in mine,
gently wrapping my fingers around hers like I was going to lift
her hand to my lips and kiss it, but when I touched her hand, she
closed her long slim fingers around my hand and suddenly I felt
light headed and somewhat dizzy. I attributed it to the sickness
I had been suffering from all week combined with my falling,
rolling plunge down the sand dune.
She smiled at me again. A smile that any star in Hollywood
would have paid dearly for, with broad plush red lips and
glistening white teeth. Then she said, "You're not my master, who
are you, and what are those outlandish clothes you are wearing?"
"Master? I'm nobody's master, I'm George... George Wells.
I'm diving in the area and walked out here from the hotel because
I wasn't feeling good, and what's outlandish about Levis and a
tee shirt?. And talk about ourlandish clothes, why are you
wearing that silly costume? Who are you, and where did you come
from? I didn't see anyone up there when I was there. What are
you doing out here, all alone, or are you? Alone that is?"
She laughed very lightly again. "May I have your hand
again?" and reached her hand out to take mine.
I hesitated and instead of reaching out and grasping her
proffered hand, ask "Why?"
"I won't hurt you, I just want to learn about you. I only
learned your language the first time. Now, with all of your
questions, I see that I must learn more about you, and what has
happened."
"I don't understand. But if you want to hold my hand,
that's all right with me." and I grinned lasciviously up at the
big beautiful woman, as I reached my hand out to her.
She barely touched my hand, gave a shocked, "Oh...!" and
then let it go like she had been burned. Then she looked down at
me and smiled again. "I'm sorry, your eager thoughts about me,
startled me. I'm glad you think I'm beautiful and like me and
want to be intimate friends with me, but let me learn something
about you and what has happened." and she reached her hand out to
me again.
I didn't know what was happening, but I was eager to
become better acquainted with this big, beautiful, young woman
and I held my hand out to her again. This time she smiled as she
took my fingers in hers and squeezed slightly. Suddenly I was
light headed again, the world seem to reel around me as she held
my hand for long moments. My head slowly stopped spinning and she
let go of my hand and smiled at me again.
"I'm sorry, I guess I'm a little dizzy from being sick." I
said, "I hope I don't give you anything."
She laughed. "Its all right. It's probably from my looking
into your mind. I sometimes affect people like that, when they're
not used to my abilities, but don't worry, you're not going to
give me anything. You can't! But, I'm going to give you
something. But first let me explain to you what has happened."
"You made me dizzy, looking into my mind?" I asked,
realizing that I was being conned.
"Its all right, it won't harm you a bit, it was just that I
had to look into your mind to see what has happened since the
court Vizier locked me up."
"What do you mean, look into my mind? And who locked you
up?"
"I hope you don't mind too much, but I looked into your
mind while I held your hand. I have to have physical contact to
read someone's mind, like I did yours. I had to examine even your
childhood memories to see what you knew about me, and the only
thing that I found was some of what you call 'fairy tales' of
what to you is ancient Arabia. You remember the tales of the
Arabian Knights, and the magical Djinis?"
"Sure, I even looked them up before I came on this trip." I
answered.
"You just looked up Aladdin and his magic lamp." she said
grinning.
"Yeah..."
"Remember how he had to rub the lamp for the Djini to come
out?"
"Yeah.. he had to rub the lamp for the Jeannie to come out,
that's right."
"What were you doing just before you fell down the sand
dune." she ask.
I was embarrassed and half murmured, "That's kinda
personal. I was sick."
She laughed, "No, no, after that.." and she giggled..
"Well, I found this old black metal lamp in the dirt under
the tree, and dug it out."
She grinned, "Then what did you do?"
"I started to clean it up and see if it was worth
anything." I answered.
"Was it?"
"It started to get hot and I dropped it and ran, there were
a lot of battles around here during World War two, and I was
afraid it might have been a bomb and was going to explode." I
said reluctantly, explaining why I dropped it and ran.
"Suppose I told you that Aladdin's lamp wasn't really all
fiction?"
"I'd know that I was on Candid Camera."
"Well, actually it was a fiction tale, but it was based on
fact. Long ago, there really were Djinis, and certain powerful
magicians kept them in special silver lamps to keep them for
themselves, and so that the Djinis wouldn't cause mischief, like
a lot of them loved to do."
"Right...! And you're the Djini and I'm Aladdin."
"No, your name is George, but you're partially right, I'm a
Djini."
"Sure, give me a million dollars, if you're the Jeannie.
I've known several girls named Jeannie, but none of them could
ever give me a million dollars."
"George, I can easily give you a million dollars, but be
sure that's what you want before you ask me. Back before we all
got locked away, a lot of the Djini would play tricks on masters
they didn't like, or if they just wanted to play a joke on a
master, when a master asked for something like that. Like, do you
know how much a million dollars in gold weighs?"
"Not really."
"Well, if I were just to drop a million dollars in gold on
you, it would probably kill you, and besides how would you ever
explain a couple hundred pounds of gold to the officials when
they found you with it? Or for that matter, how would you get it
back to the hotel? Besides, there's a lot more that I can give
you, than a mere little million dollars."
"Sure, 'mere little million dollars'... like anything I
want, right?"
"For all practical purposes, that's right, but there are
limitations."
"Oh, sure, now comes the 'limitations' I can only ask for
money once, and then only for a couple of dollars, and I can't
make Kathy love me, or... What else?"
"Well, you're partially right, I can't make Kathy love you.
There are actually three restrictions. I think that maybe these
three restrictions got translated into the three wishes part of
the story, but that's no problem, as long as you're my master,
and you are, now that you've freed me."
"How'd I free you? I didn't do anything, or let you out of
anywhere."
"George, what were you doing just before you dropped the
lamp and fell down the sand dune to the beach?" The big woman
ask.
"I was looking at that black metal lamp I'd found." I
replied.
"And just how were you looking at it?"
"I was cleaning some of the dirt and junk off of it, so I
could get a good look at where the top fit into the body." I said
slowly.
"Let's get a little more specific.. How were you cleaning
the dirt off?"
"I brushed the dirt off and was using my bandanna to wipe
the dirt out of the little crack around the top."
"George... Could you call wiping the dirt off with your
bandanna, rubbing it off?"
"Well, yeah, I guess you could..."
"And how did Aladdin call the Djini?"
"He.... Ahhh.... rubbed...?" My mouth dropped open as I
stared at the tall woman in shock for a moment, then pointed at
her... "I was rubbing that dirty old corroded lamp? Aladdin's
lamp?"
"No, not Aladdin's lamp, my lamp! ....The one that the
Vizier locked me in... three thousand years ago."
"OK, OK, I know when I've been had. Where's the camera
crew? Where's the rest of the gang? OK, come on out, Nice try,
guys, but I ain't falling for it.... Times up.. Allie, Allie, in
free! Come on out!" I called out loudly.
"George, you don't believe me?" she asked quietly.
"Not a word.. Not one word of your little 'Aladdin's lamp'
show, but I'll admit that the guys found the most gorgeous woman
I think I've ever seen to play the Jeannie for me. What are you
doing later? Want to have a couple of drinks with me, when we get
back to the hotel? Come on out guys. Where are you hiding. I
can't even see the camera." I yelled.
"George," the woman said, "There's no need to shout, I'm
the only one here, and there's no camera. We're all alone,
there's nobody else around. This isn't a trick. I really am a
Djini, and you're now my new master... Just for your information,
there's no three wishes limit, I'm yours....! You can have all
the wishes you want, for the rest of your life. And I think
you're cute too. Remember when I started to take your hand and
dropped it when I saw what you were thinking about me? I'm glad
you think that I'm pretty, I'm yours.. Anytime you want.. But
lets find a little nicer place for you than here on this hot
sandy beach."
"All right! Now there's a wish you could grant, that I
could really enjoy, you great big beautiful hunk of woman."
She smiled down at me. "OK... granted, but not here. Think
of the nicest hotel you've ever been in. Just think about it,
don't even tell me, George. Think of the nicest room with the
softest beds... Go ahead George, think about it.." I smiled as I
thought about the time I had stayed overnight at the 'Top of the
Mark' or rather the Mark Hopkins hotel, in San Francisco, and how
lovely the huge rooms there were. With no motion I was standing
on a thick opulent rug instead of the hot sand, in an air
conditioned room.... next to a king sized bed, with the covers
turned back... and white beach sand still falling off my shoes. I
gasp, and looked around the room, it looked just like the room I
had stayed in three, maybe four years ago, only it was dark
outside and through the windows, I could see the lights of San
Francisco. I looked at the tall gorgeous woman with long
shimmering, jet black hair standing right in front of me.
"Recognize the room, George?"
"I.... I.... I..... it.. its.... its the room in the...
the... the....T-- T--" I stuttered in shock.
"Mark Hopkins hotel, George?" she said calmly.
I merely nodded slowly as I stared incredulously at the
tall beautiful woman.
"Thanks for releasing me, George..." she said, "I'm
yours.... for the next three thousand years, or so..." and she
wrapped her long soft arms around my neck hugging and squeezing
me in her long strong arms. Bending her head down, she brought
her face to mine and engulfed my lips in hers for a long
passionate kiss. Her tongue wriggled erotically in my mouth as
her plush soft lips writhed delightfully on mine for long moments
before she broke the kiss and looking down into my eyes from a
good six inches above me and asked.
"Believe me now, George?" she asked quietly.
"Uhuuu...." was all I responded as my knees went weak and
collapsed under me. If the she hadn't caught me, picked me up in
her big strong arms and lay me on the bed, I would have fallen
unconscious on the floor. As it was, she lay my barely conscious
body on the soft bed and began slowly removing her thin, silky,
nearly translucent blouse.
She looked down my nearly unconscious body lying on the bed
for a few moments then said, "George you should probably wake up
for this..." My eyes opened and I stared incredulously up at
the tall gloriously beautiful woman as she slowly and sensuously
began removing her thin blouse. She slowly pealed the blouse down
over her long slim arms exposing the most georgeous body I had
ever laid eyes on. She held it out toward me in her fingers and
it simply disappeared. I had never seen a Djini exotically
disrobing for her master before and had no idea of what she was
doing. Each time she slowly and sensuously slipped a garment off,
she merely held it out toward me, showing it to me, and as she
held it out toward me, it simply dissappeared... If she had
allowed me to, I would probably have passed out again, but her
little comment on waking up was more than just a simple comment.
Each time a piece of her clothing disappeared, my brain told me
to pass out again, but her enchantment wouldn't allow me to. She
moved exotically, lithely whirling and dipping sensuously, to
music heard only if one listened very carefully, as she slowly
shed her clothing for me. She sinuously danced her lustfully
seductive striptease for more than half an hour before she stood
before me with the last piece of thin, nearly translucent,
material still in her fingers as I stared mesmerized at her tall,
gloriously beautiful, naked body. She casually tossed the last
piece of thin material toward me, smiling as it simply vanished
half way to me, leaving her standing totally nude before me... I
stared in complete awe as she slowly began approaching me. She
lifted one long, lovely, delightfully curvaceously, bare leg and
slowly placed her knee on the side of the bed close to me, while
I stared up in entranced awe at her as she cupped her hands
beneath the huge, most magnificent pair of breasts I had ever
seen, lifting them out toward me as if offering them to me.
I was lying dumbfounded in the bed, still wearing my Levis
and Tee shirt, complete with my dirty sandy sneakers still on my
feet, totally speechless as I stared up in awe at what I believed
was the most gloriously beautiful woman in the world, totally
naked as she came toward me. She was smiling down at me as she
casually flicked her hand at me. Suddenly, I was lying totally
naked in the bed. There was no sign of motion, one second I was
fully dressed, complete with Levis and dirty sneakers, and the
next I was lying totally naked in the bed, no shirt, no shoes, no
Levis, not even any underpants!
She murmured softly and seductively "Do you believe me now,
George?"
My mouth opened, but no words would come out, only a soft
choking "Uhhuuu..."
"Don't pass out now, George.." And again, it was more than
a casual comment, and once more, under her enchantment, I
couldn't have passed out if I had wanted to. "Remember how
beautiful you thought I was when we first met? Your eager
thoughts about me? And how you wanted to be intimate friends with
me? Remember how I told you that I was yours.... Anytime you
wanted? But I wanted us to be in a little nicer place than on
that hot sandy beach? Well, we're not on that hot sandy beach any
more, are we?" Reaching out to me with her large soft hand, she
slowly began stroking and caressing my bare chest with her long
slim fingers. As her fingers stroked my chest, her long red
fingernails glided lightly over my bare chest, touching me gently
and leaving fiery trails tingingly exotically across my bare
chest as she caressed me slowly, softly and erotically.
Her long slender fingers slid gently down across my chest,
across my abdomen to caress me gently and erotically. The soft
warmth of her huge hand squeezing tenderly and caressing me
erotically. I grabbed handfuls of sheets writhing in ecstasy as
I heaved my hips into the air.
"Something you like, little man?" she laughed softly as I
writhed under the caressing of her big soft hand. "I told you
that I was yours anytime you wanted me, but remember that goes
two ways.... you're mine too!" and she grinned down at me
"....Master." and her huge hand squeezed gently caressing me
erotically. "I did notice a strange liking when I was examining
your mind... You like big tall women. I mean really huge, super
tall women.... giantesses? ....Right?" and she caressed me
gently, sending erotic thrills through my entire body as she
smiled down at me. "How would you like to see me as a giantess?"
and she smiled at the eager response my whole body gave as I
shivered and writhed.
"Watch, little man, ....watch me...!" and stepping back
from the bed, she spread her arms wide and then reaching down she
caressed her bare hips with her long graceful hands. I stared in
mesmerized awe as her entire body slowly began to get bigger,
slowly growing, even as I watched. Her hips slowly seemed to get
a little wider as she stroked them with her long slim hands, then
I noticed that her hips seemed to be getting higher. I moved my
gaze from her curvaceous hips up to her beautiful face and saw
that it was very slowly rising higher and higher over me. She was
growing! Growing bigger all over as I watched. She looked down
and I dropped my gaze to her long lovely bare legs watching in
amazement as she slid her hands down over her big, muscularly
curvaceous, bare thighs. They seemed to grow even longer, and
thicker, with muscles swelling delightfully in her thick
gloriously curvaceous thighs. I thought about how if she were
growing like that, her clothing would be ripping and shredding as
her already enormous body grew even larger. I wasn't sure if I
was a little disappointed not to see her clothing ripping and
tearing, but since she was already totally naked, there was no
clothing for her swelling body to rip asunder. But she was
without a doubt the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen and she
was standing completely naked before me. In ecstatic awe, I could
see her huge beautiful body growing bigger and bigger before my
eyes. Her huge beautiful body was swelling up in every direction,
her legs getting longer, her hips getting wider and as I looked
up at her. I saw that her already gorgeously huge breasts were
swelling up like inflating balloons, getting larger and larger as
I watched. I could actually see the huge fleshy mounds growing,
getting larger, pushing out and up as I watched in fascination.
She reached up with her hands and cupped the now enormous mounds
of swollen flesh, lifting them in her cupped hands caressing and
squeezing her mammoth breasts in her hands, making the soft flesh
bulge and ripple in her fingers.
She stepped closer to the bed and looked almost straight
down on me as I lay staring up in fascination at the tremendous
woman towering above me. She squeezed her now mammoth breasts,
causing the soft flesh to bulge out between her fingers, then she
lifted them in her cupped hands and pulled them out toward me,
"Like them, little man?" and giggled as I stared, completely
entranced, at the enormous fleshy mountains of her gigantic bare
breasts. She shook her head and her long black tresses rippled
and surged in waves like a dark glistening waterfall, seeming to
grow longer even as I watched. Her jet black hair, which had been
long, now fell past her waist in a shining black sheet of soft
wavy hair. She now filled the room with her immense presence.
Gazing down on me and pointing at me with her index finger she
slowly curled it in a come hither motion and grinned as I smiled
up at her and started to raise my head. Instantly I was lying on
warm soft sand again as I stared up at a gargantuan mountain of a
woman towering enormously over me. She was smiling as she slowly
lifted one gigantic foot and held it over me. As she slowly
lowered her giant foot toward me, I saw it swelling growing wider
and wider, longer and longer as it neared me until it blocked out
everything I could see except the bottom of her gigantic bare
foot. I was staring up at the vast wrinkled sole of her giant
foot completely mesmerized. Her gigantic foot was now longer than
I was tall as I stared up at it in complete fascination at the
lovely shape of her giant foot hovering terrifyingly over me. I
shivered in fear and ecstasy at the same time. I was totally
entranced by her immense size as I gazed up in awe at the fleshy
bottom of her giant bare foot, but at the same time I was fearful
of what would happen if she were to step down on me with that
colossal bare foot. Suddenly her enormous foot descended, I
screamed as it came down like a pile driver, but at the last
possible second she moved the giant foot slightly to one side and
it crashed into the sand of the beach right beside me, actually
lifting me into the air and tumbling me over, showering me with
sand with the heavy impact as it slammed ponderously into the
soft ground with a tremendous impact.
She was laughing as I gazed up her tremendously long.
beautifully curvaceous leg to the great balconies of her giant
tits, high above me, and up at her beautiful face smiling down at
me through the vast valley of her massive cleavage. "Little man,
you're a pitiful little thing, a puny little worm of a man I
could crush into a grease spot with one small step of my nice big
foot, bury your crushed, flattened remains deep in the sand of
this beach like a little stepped on insect." and she laughed down
at me with a voice of ominous crashing thunder.
I gazed up in fascination at the monumental giantess
towering massively over me and smiled. "No you couldn't!"
"You think not? My foot is bigger than your entire body, my
breasts are nearly as big as the entire room we just left, I
weigh more than five hundred tons, and you think I couldn't
easily crush your puny little body to a pathetic little grease
spot in the sand with one foot? Watch!" and she lifted her
massive foot and brought it down on a tree that stood atop the
sand dune above me, crushing it to matchwood and driving it deep
into the sand of the dune. "You think I can't squash you like a
little bug under my giant foot?"
"Nope! Not even afraid of you, or your giant foot.." and I
stared in apprehension as she lifted a foot twice as long as I
was tall and stamped it down next to me on the beach shaking the
ground like an earthquake once more tossing me into the air and
showering me with sand from the terrific impact.
"You little worm, I'm going to crush you!" and she lifted
her gigantic foot above me again. I stared up at the vast
wrinkled bottom of her giant bare foot and shivered as I hoped I
was right about what I had read, and it was really true. I had
never believed any of the tales of Djinis and the magic lamps,
but now that I realized that I really had accidentally released a
three thousand year old Djini and she was now towering
gigantically over me, a colossally huge giantess, threatening to
step on me with her giant bare foot and crush me into a grease
spot, I remembered a part of what I had read in the Arabian
Knights books, so long ago, and fervently hoped that I remembered
right. As I looked apprehensively up at the wrinkled fleshy sole
of her giant bare foot as she slowly brought it down toward me, I
not only hoped I remembered right, but that the book I had read,
was right.
The hard callused friction ridges of the bottom of her
gargantuan foot slowly lowered until it was actually touching me,
pressing down heavily on my body. The hard callused flesh of the
sole of her giant foot was warm and hard and terrifically heavy,
as she very slowly pressed down with my entire body beneath her
giant bare foot, slowly crushing the air out of my lungs.
Suddenly the tremendous giantess lifted her giant foot off me and
slammed her huge bare foot heavily down beside me, so close that
the side of her giant foot was actually touching me. Rolling to
my side I rubbed my entire body against the warm hard flesh of
her giant foot and caressed the flesh of her enormously huge bare
foot, feeling the hard friction ridges of her gargantuan foot,
and running my hand along the warm soft flesh on the side of her
big toe.
"George, why aren't you afraid of me? I could crush you
with one little step of my giant foot. Why aren't you afraid?"
In the first place, you claim that you love me, and I
believe you! Since I love you too! In the second place I remember
reading in the stories of the Arabian Knights that a Djini cannot
kill her master. Is that right?"
She dug her gigantic toes deep into the sand and lifting
them tossed almost a truck load of sand over me, covering me
almost completely in the warm soft sand, then using her giant
toes, she gently smoothed it out. Slowly and carefully pressing
me down into the soft warm sand with the tremendous weight of her
giant toes, burying me in the warm soft sand, carefully leaving
just my head out of the sand.
"You hadn't believed that I was a Djini, that you were my
master, or anything until I took you to that hotel room and
convinced you with my little magic strip tease. I didn't think
that you would believe the part about a Djini not being able to
kill her master either, but you're right. I not only can't kill
you, but in fact, I have to protect you! You're no fun when I
can't scare you. Lets go back to the hotel and finish a little
unfinished business. I'll show you something that a Djini 'CAN'
do to her master..." and she grinned down at me. I was laughing
as an instant later I was lying in a big soft bed totally naked,
looking up at the ceiling of the room in the Mark Hopkins hotel
again.
I rolled to my side just in time to see the most gorgeous
woman I had ever seen fall on top of me and start squirming over
me as she climbed on top of me, adjusting her body to mine,
squirming and rubbing her delightful naked flesh against mine
while reaching down and engulfing my prick in her huge warm hand
and caressing it erotically, which immediately produced the
desired effect. She directed my now stiff swollen prick to the
soft sensitive flesh of her crotch and thrust down heavily
against me, immediately engulfing my prick entirely in the
delightfully soft, warm, fleshy cavern of her huge enchanting
pussy. A shiver of absolute ecstasy rippled through me, thrilling
me unbelievably, as I felt the warm soft flesh of her glorious
cunt engulf my hard throbbing prick as the delightful bare flesh
of her huge naked body rubbed ecstatically down against my bare
flesh. I thrust back up against the enormous naked woman lying
heavily on me. As we writhed ecstatically against one another,
I exploded almost immediately in the throes of delightful
orgasm.. The tall gorgeous woman/Djini, wriggled her huge
powerful hips on top of me enthusiastically, crushing me
delightfully in the erotic embrace of her smooth soft flesh as
she smiled down at me, engulfing my lips in her exotically plush,
gloriously cushy lips and thrusting her tongue into my mouth
dueling with mine as her long powerful arms crushed me sensuously
against her nude writhing body while she wriggled and squirmed in
ecstasy on top of my erotically crushed body.
It was a moot question as to which of us enjoyed the next
several hours the most. But I found myself in complete
exhaustion long before the huge beautiful woman/Djini finally
satisfied her lascivious appetite. But even after I found myself
lying in total exhaustion, I relished her continued efforts until
she finally lay quietly along side me, still hugging and
squeezing me against the warm wondrous softness of her huge
delightful body in her big, long, powerful arms.
The sun was high when I awoke from my delightfully erotic
dreams of an encounter with a tall exotically gorgeous Djini.
When I slowly aroused from my dreams I suddenly realized that
there was an enormous soft warm weight lying half on my body with
one arm trapped beneath the tremendous soft warm weight. I
carefully opened my eyes and was staring at an immense mass of
smooth, soft, rounded flesh directly in front of my eyes. As my
senses slowly returned I realized that a huge softly rounded
breast pressed down on one side of my face while the other side
of my face rested on another huge mass of softly rounded breast
flesh. My face was trapped in the warm softness of the most
erotically delightful cleavage I had ever encountered, and I was
in a big soft bed, squeezed tightly against a massively huge,
naked woman's body. I knew that my outlandish dreams of
encountering a tall fantastically beautiful Djini were entirely
impossible and I wondered who this huge naked woman, crushing me
under her warm delightfully soft nude body was. I didn't remember
meeting anyone other than the Djini I had dreamed about. Then I
remembered being sick and knowing I was in the exotic land of the
Red Sea. I wondered if I was having hallucinations from my
illness.
I slowly raised my eyes to encounter an enchantingly
beautiful face with big dark blue eyes gazing into mine.
"Hello..." I said softly and hesitantly.. "I'm George..." and I
realized that part of the heaviness pressing down on me was the
huge muscular arms of the unknown gigantic woman as she squeezed
me tightly against her warm soft naked body, crushing the breath
out of my lungs, and burying my face completely in the fleshy
softness of her delightfully enormous cleavage. I still had no
idea of who this huge, wondrously soft, naked woman was, it was
nobody I remembered ever meeting and I didn't have any idea of
what her name was, I seemed to think that she was a Jeannie from
a bottle, like in the old TV show 'I dream of Jeannie'. The
thought flitted through my mind, how sick had I been? Had I had a
loss of memory? And I slowly lifted my eyes once more to the
beautiful face smiling down on me.
She laughed, "What do you mean, you don't remember me? You
don't remember the Djini in the lamp, letting you have all the
wishes you ever want? Now that's gratitude! You don't even
remember me, how about my striptease? Remember that?"
I stared up at her huge beautiful face, unable to even
speak as the events of last night flowed through my dazed mind.
"NO! It wasn't a dream, I'm real.... What do you mean, I
can't be? Does this feel real to you?" and she squeezed me
tightly in her huge arms crushing the breath out of me again and
bending her head to engulf my lips in her plush, soft, sensuous
lips with a passionate open mouthed kiss, her tongue forcing its
way into my mouth and wriggling erotically for long minutes
before breaking the kiss.
"How...." I started to say..
"Silly, remember when we first met, I had you take my hand?
When I'm touching you, I can read your mind.... and I'm touching
you almost all over, my sweet little man. I can see what you are
going to say, before you even start to say it.. and no, you're
lucky, I'm not jealous.. you can have all the other girls you
want. I'll even supply them for you, but as I told you before,
there are three restrictions to your wishes.
OK, first, I can't or won't kill anyone for you. Second, I
can't bring anyone back from the dead. If they're dead, they're
dead and there's nothing I can do about that. The third thing is
that I can't make anyone fall in love with you. You like Kathy
from your dive group, but there's nothing I can do for you, if
she doesn't love you. Yeah, I can bring her here to the room,
make her big, or little, or what ever you want, even make her
submit to you, but if she doesn't love you, she doesn't love you,
and there's nothing I can do about that. I might make you look
like someone she does love, but it wouldn't be be same. Believe
me, it still won't be you that she loves. I love you and could
make myself look like her, but I don't really want to, and that
wouldn't be satisfactory either."
"Lass, you'rrr're a hard woman..". I said, faking a heavy
Scottish accent, "You mean I can't have Kathy?" .
"Nay, lad, you'rrre nay quite right!" she returned with the
same heavy accent. Ye can ha' her if ye wan' her, tis just that
she will nay love you. Even though you can play with her body as
much as you want to. She just won't love you! And there's a
difference, when a woman loves you, and when she doesn't."
"Well, right now, I may love you, but I still have to...."
and the enormous woman giggled and released me, releasing her big
strong arms from around me and lifting her heavy legs so that I
could escape her unbreakable grip and get out of the bed.
She giggled as she said, "One more plus for being able to
read your partners mind. But hurry back.." She was still giggling
as I closed the bathroom door. I was only in the bathroom for a
few moments, and when I came back she was laying totally naked on
her side with her legs drawn up. I looked at her enormous
fantastically gorgeous body and shuddered at how beautiful she
looked. Her head was against the head of the bed and her big bare
feet were sticking off the foot of the bed, even with her legs
drawn up, and they were absolutely beautiful feet. Now, I don't
have a foot fetish, or anything like that, but I can appreciate
beautiful feet when I see them. Her feet were smooth, perfectly
shaped feet with long curving toes. I've seen a lot of girls feet
that were blocky, or too short, or looked too long, with stubby
toes, but this woman's feet were absolutely perfect. The sole and
arch were just right, and the toes fit the feet so perfectly, I
had never seen any more beautiful feet, and even though I didn't
have a foot fetish I felt like kissing her feet. Above the feet
were beautifully trim ankles, slim and well formed that flared
into the delightfully curved swelling of well muscled calves, and
her thighs... OH, God! I like heavy muscular thighs and these had
to be the most perfect thighs I had ever even dreamed of.. Heavy,
curvaceously muscled, thighs that swelled from her knees to her
huge rounded hips in softly curved arcs to join in the
exquisitely rounded buttocks and hips. Enchantingly gorgeous!
Above her splendidly rounded ass her waist slimmed in
delightfully till it met the enormous swelling mounds of her huge
perfect breasts. Those I had just vacated a few moments earlier
and knew the delightful soft deliciousness of them. And above the
gorgeous breasts were her broad beautifully shaped shoulders.
Even her arms were delicately rounded, even though muscular, and
topping it all off was her dazzling smiling face, with the dark
blue eyes and long cascades of jet black hair that spread
invitingly over the pillow.
She smiled up at me as I gazed enraptured at her, "Well,
what do you think?"
It was my turn to laugh, "I think that I've spent the night
in bed with the most fantastically gorgeous woman I have ever
seen, and I don't even know her name.. Talk about your one night
stands..."
She laughed delicately for such a huge woman, "Honey, this
isn't a one night stand. In fact few marriages last as long as
our relationship will last. I'm afraid you're stuck with me. Poor
little man.. And you don't even know my name? ...That's
funny.... Guess!"
"I know, Jeannie... just like I dream of Jeannie.." I said
lightly.
"Nice try, but that's just a take off on what I am. Not my
name.. and a Djini surely can't give anyone her secret name,
especially her master. It would give them too much control over
us. Let me pick a name that you like, a nice exotic name from the
middle east. So for you my name is Sonjia... No, that
Scandinavian... Come on now, what's my name?" and she laughed
delightfully.
"Sara, Sue, Denise, Carol, Charlene, Charmaine,
Cleopatra.... I can't think of a name that suits your beauty...
Tell me, what's your name?" I ask.
"Is that an order, my master?" she grinned..
"What would happen if I said it was?"
"I'd have to tell you what my name is. But not my secret
name! That I don't have to reveal. That, you can't even order me
to tell you." she grinned as she looked at me.
"Well, I haven't ever tried being anybody's master, so
let's try. Its an order, tell me your name!" I said, faking
strictness.
She laughed, "My name is... Sohnodachier."
"Sohnodachier..." I repeated, stumbling over it.
"Yes, master. You may call me that and I'll respond anytime
from anywhere. We may be on the opposite sides of the world, but
if you call 'Sohnodachier', I'll immediately be there for you."
"I understand that it is not your 'real' or secret name...
Is that right?"
"Yes master, it is merely a name made up for me, not my
hidden, or secret name. That, you can't force me to tell." she
answered smiling.
"Well, I love you Sohnodachier, so you don't have to tell
me your real or secret name, even if I ordered you to, I wouldn't
want to have anything that could cause you harm. But since
Sohnodachier is a little hard for me to remember, much less say,
can I just call you, Sundance?"
She giggled, "I like that.. and since I have read your
mind, I know that its an old folk hero, or outlaw, of your old
west.. If my master says I'm Sundance, then I'm Sundance!"
"Will you respond to that like you would ...Sohnodachier?"
I stumbled over again, "Can I call Sundance, and have you
respond anytime from anywhere?" I ask.
"Yes, it is your name for me, and I will respond to it as
quickly as I would my real name. And yes we can be on opposite
sides of the world, and if you call, 'Sundance', I will
immediately appear for you. In fact since you are sincere and
don't even want my secret name, I will respond to either name for
you, anytime anywhere. You may call either Sohnodachier, or
Sundance, and I'll be there for you. Is that satisfactory for
you, my master?"
It won't matter if I normally call you that? Like when
we're making love can I call you 'Sundance' in terms of
endearment?"
"I'd love it.. I love for my master to call me by my name.
OH, there is something else you might want to know." she
said, "You can use either name to dismiss me." she smiled.
"Dismiss you? Why would I want to dismiss you?" I ask.
"Well, like right now, we are in San Francisco, but your
dive club is in Israel and may expect you to show up for dinner
at the Caravan hotel in a few minutes. And you might not want to
be accompanied by a giant Djini."
"You could appear as a local beauty, couldn't you?" I ask.
"I could, but you might have a little problem explaining me
to either your club, or the local authorities. Just remember my
name, either one, and if you need me, I'll be there. All right?"
"OH, Sundance, there is one thing. Could I make a wish that
I don't get sick every time I go on one of these exotic trips?" I
ask.
She giggled, "But you realize that if you hadn't gotten
sick, you might never have met me?"
"I'll take my chances, please no more sick! I get sick from
almost anything I eat on these trips, Please.."
She laughed, "All right, no more sick. You're as healthy as
an ox and won't ever get sick from anything you eat.. You can
even go to Mexico and eat and eat anything, and drink all the
water you want and never again get sick from it again, in any
way. Is that all right?"
"Perfect, Sundance, I love you! But I don't feel any
different."
"You didn't ask to feel different, just not to be sick, and
you won't be. You'll find the hotel about a quarter of a mile
ahead of you, if you stay on the beach going in the direction
you're heading." and I was walking on the white sand of the wide
beach with my Levis, tee shirt and tennis shoes on. The sun was
low on the horizon and a couple of the girls from the club were
walking toward me from the hotel.
"Hi, George, Glad you're back, we were starting to get
worried about you. Where've you been?" Denise asked.
"Oh, I felt a little better, so I took a walk up the beach
and had a great time. Feel great now, what's for dinner?"
Denise laughed, "Must have been good for you, this morning
I think you said, you never wanted to see any food from here
again.."
"You look at food a little differently when you're over
being sick and are hungry."
"What did you do all day?" Kathy asked.
"I just took a walk, met a Jeannie, and she gave me all the
wishes I want. Calling me master and making exquisite love to
me."
Kathy laughed, "If you were making exquisite love to her,
she must have had short gray hair, four legs and a stubby tail.
You've really been sick.. I think you better stay away from the
rest of the club, it might be infectious." and she giggled.
I put my arm around her shoulders and hugged her, "I love
you too, beautiful. Lets go eat, and I thank you for caring
enough to come looking for me. That was nice." and I grabbed
Denise, put my arm around her shoulders and hugged her too.
"Thanks for coming for me." and we walked the short distance back
to the hotel. I don't think anyone else heard the distant
laughter, that I knew was Sundance..
That evening I ate like a starved horse and the next
morning found me on the dive boat ready for some more of the
great Red Sea diving. Since we were sharing rooms and I had two
more guys in the room with me, I only saw Sundance once in the
distance, and as I looked at her she looked away after giving me
one of her bright laughing smiles. I wasn't quite sure, so I
quietly said, "Sundance?" and there in front of me was a towering
woman that looked down at me and smiled as she walked on by. I
could barely hear, "Do you need anything?"
I laughed, it was true.. I really had met a Djini. I smiled
back at her, and very quietly said, "No, I was just checking, to
see if it really was you, and what I remember really was true,
and it did happen."
Suddenly my prick was squeezed and pulled erotically. I
jumped and reached for my crotch. There was a voice in my head.
"Don't you ever forget again.. I'm real, and like I said, yours
for the next three thousand years. If you want anything just call
me, and I'll be there. And by the way, if you really want
something I don't even have to be there, just tell me what you
want, and its yours."
"How do I tell you, if you're not here?" I ask silently.
"Just like that, think, 'Sundance', and think what you
want, and its yours." I looked at her gorgeous backside as she
walked away and thought, "You! You beautiful woman you!" and put
a gorgeous vision of her swaying ass in my mind. There was a
sharp crack, and there was a stinging red handprint on the side
of my face. 'That's all you deserve you lecherous man you!' and
her laughter was receding in the distance.
'Nice thing to do to your master. Now kiss my cheek and
make the sting go away.' I thought at her. There was a damp
feeling slurp on my cheek and the stinging immediately
disappeared. 'That's better' I thought at her again.. and I felt
another damp feeling slurp on my cheek. Ha! I thought, Ghost
kisses, you're great. And this time there was a feeling of soft
plush lips on mine. 'Don't get carried away' I thought, and there
was another feeling of soft lips on mine.
'Don't worry, little man, no one but you and I will ever
notice this.' and I received another warm, moist, delightful,
ghost kiss on my lips.
That evening I was with half a dozen of the members of our
dive club in a night club that was putting on an exotic belly
dancing show for the tourist. Exotic but boring, suddenly I
thought, 'Sundance! What if ask you to make her grow?' as I
looked at one of the belly dancers in a costume almost like
Sundance was wearing when I met her.
'Your wish is my command, master. Slow or fast?'
'Slowly' I responded in my mind, 'but not too slowly.'
'I understand.' rang in my head.
Then as I watched the front of the dancer's costume seemed
to get a little tighter. I grinned as I saw that her already big
tits were swelling up and getting bigger. As she danced the front
of her costume got tighter and tighter, until the buttons on her
loose translucent blouse were pulled tight and seemed about to
pop. She was obviously concerned and trying to keep her tits from
growing, holding them in with her forearms as she danced, paying
less and less attention to her dance and more and more attention
to her swelling breasts, as was everyone else in the room. I
could see that her bra was way too tight now and her breasts were
swelling up and poking out through the vee of the tight blouse,
in bulging rolls of swelling booby flesh. The buttons snapped off
her no longer loose blouse with a sharp crack and flew across the
stage. She was now holding her breasts in with both hands and
they were still swelling with bulging rolls of soft heavy flesh.
Her knee length pants, so thin they were almost transparent, were
now not even down to her knees as she stopped dancing entirely
and tried to hold her slowly tearing clothes together.
Unsuccessfully!
She turned toward the man dancing behind her and started to
leave the stage, he tried to stop her, but she was now a good
head taller than he was and reaching down with one hand she
grabbed him by the shoulder, picked him up off his feet with one
hand and effortlessly threw him aside, sending him tumbling head
over heels. By now her blouse had opened completely and her
enormous gorgeously rounded breasts were sticking out of her
blouse completely bare since when her bra had become to tight for
her, with the soft swelling flesh of her gigantic breasts bulging
out from every edge, she had reached down grabbed her bra with
one hand had simply torn it off and thrown it down. Her gauzy
pants that had been so loose were now like form fitting panty
hose as they pulled tight and ripped. First the crotch had split
from end to end and then as the loose pants pulled tighter they
started splitting first at her hips and then slowly ripped down
along her massive, but muscularly curvaceous legs like someone
was unzipping the seams.
Two men in business suits ran toward her, jumping up on the
stage and trying to hide her from the cheering crowd. She looked
at them for a moment and then reached down and grabbing both of
them by the front of their suits, lifted them high into the air,
one man with either huge hand. She looked at them for a second
and holding them high in the air, one in each hand, said
something in Arabic to them, then pulling her arm back threw one,
then the other, all the way across the room, to slam into the far
wall with a terrific crash. I laughed as I heard her yelling at
them and unconsciously wished I could understand what she was
yelling at them. Suddenly I could understand perfectly, it was
like she was yelling in English.
"You little bastards! Why don't you try beating me now?
I'll smash both of you with one hand. Where's Abdula I'd like to
get a hold of him too, holding me prisoner here and making me
work for nothing like a slave. I'll show him!" And she started
toward the crumpled men she had thrown the length of the room.
Two other men came from a side door and took two steps toward
her. She saw them and turned toward them. "Yeah, Charny, come
here, I'd like to talk to you like you talked to Ana last week."
The men tried to run back out the door they had come in but she
was too fast and before they could escape, both of them were
thrashing helplessly in the air from her massive hands, one man
hanging from each hand like dolls as she first shook them like
wayward puppies then threw them to the back wall where they too
crashed noisily into the wall and fell in crumpled heaps where
the other two men lay in unconscious heaps.
What little clothing she had left was hanging in tattered
strips from her enormous body, her gargantuan tits swinging bare
from her broad chest as the small remainder of her clothing fell,
or she tore it from her huge body. She was still growing visibly,
now nearly fifteen feet tall with enormous muscles all over her
massive body.
The funny part was that she seemed to be enjoying her new
size. She turned and postured in poses that body builders usually
use for contests. Putting her hands together and tightening her
muscles to raise huge muscular biceps bigger than basketballs,
and poking her massive breasts out, showing everyone the enormous
mounds of soft bare flesh as she wriggled, causing them to bounce
and sway heavily from side to side as she exhibited her now
massively muscular body to everyone. She grabbed the stage
curtain with one hand, ripping it from its fastenings and
wrapping it around her gigantic body, saying loudly, "That's it,
show's over, everyone leave!" Half the people in the room turned
and began scrambling toward the front door, the other half not
knowing what she had said, just stood and stared up at the
gigantic woman in awe.
I suddenly realized that I was understanding Arabic, every
since I had thought about wanting to know what she was saying. I
thought, 'Sundance' did you do this?'
Laughter echoed through my head, 'No, you did!'
'What do you mean I did?' I thought at her.
'You said you wanted to see her grow, you didn't say
anything about her clothes...' and I heard Sundance laughing.
I was laughing too. 'Good trick, my little 'Sundance' It'll
teach me to ask for exactly what I want, right? and be careful of
that too, right?'
Her laughter was all around me, 'I gave you exactly what
you said you wanted, now didn't I?'
'Sounds to me like one of the reasons the magicians put you
Djinis into the bottles to control you.'
Her laughter echoed through my head. 'You're finding out,
aren't you? Now be careful what you ask for.'
'Why? I think that was funny, I liked seeing her grow out
of her clothes, you did a great job. I loved it! I loved how her
tits grew so big and fast, splitting her blouse open and hanging
out as they bulged from her too small bra. That was neat. I love
it. What are you going to do for your next little joke? Fix
Abdula's bar?'
'Not unless you really want me to, he held the girls here
as practically slaves, making them work for almost nothing. You
saw the guys she threw against the back wall? Those were his
strong arms, if a girl got out of line they beat them and made
sure that they stayed in line. That's why Gloria had such a good
time picking them up and throwing them against the wall. She'd do
it again in a minute if she got the chance.'
'Where'd she go?' and I turned my head to look at a side
door that was torn from its frame with half the brickwork missing
from around it. 'Never mind, I think I know. Is she all right?'
'She's fine. I brought her back to normal size after she
left. She's with some people that know her and will take care of
her.'
'How about giving her some money. From what you say about
how Abdula treated her she could probably use some now. How much
would give her enough to live on?' I ask.
'You're all right, master! I knew I liked you. I'll take
care of it for you. She'll be fine for the rest of her life. I'll
make sure her family's taken care of too, that all right?'
'Good girl, I think you're all right too.' and I blew a
kiss to the empty air. There was an immediate response of another
soft moist 'ghost' kiss on my lips, that set my heart beating
wildly. 'Hey, I like the way you blow kisses. That's neat.' and
there was another wet slurpy kiss of soft wriggling lips on my
lips.
'I love you' echoed through my head again.
'Well, don't be such a stranger. I'd like to see you
again.'
I looked and there before me was an enormous, beautiful,
seven foot woman in a lovely short skirt and tight blue blouse.
Wearing tall high heeled pumps, with long, shiny, jet black hair
cascading down her back to below her waist. 'I don't even have
to ask if you like me this way, it shows all over. Everyone in
the room can see how much you admire me. Now close your mouth and
breathe normally.'
"Hi, Sundance, can I just introduce you to the dive club as
a woman I met on the beach, the day I was sick. We won't discuss
anything about your being a Djini. Is that all right? I would
like to have you around more." and I smiled up at her.
She grinned and reaching out, put one arm around my
shoulders, pulling me close to her massive body and bending her
head engulfed my lips in hers for a long passionate kiss.
I heard Kathy gasp behind me. I turned around and looked at
Kathy and Denise staring at me and Sundance. "Hi, Kathy, This is
the girl I told you about that I met on the beach the day I was
sick. You know, the one you said had short gray hair and a stubby
tail?"
"You said you met a Jeannie and she made mad love to you."
"Well, maybe I exaggerated a little, just to make you
jealous. Kathy, Denise, this is Sundance. That's not her real
name, but I have trouble pronouncing her real name, so I just
call her Sundance. She says that its close enough."
Sundance dipped her head a bit and extended her hand to
Kathy, then Denise. "Hi, glad to meet you. You're in the dive
club with George?"
"Yeah, we've been diving together for years. Do you dive?"
Kathy asked.
"No, but maybe when I come to the States, I might give it a
try. I'm moving to the South Florida area and intend to meet
George again, when I get there."
"When are you coming down Sun... What's your real name?"
Denise ask.
She laughed lightly, "Sundance is all right, George said it
was a western hero, and I don't mind him calling me that, my real
name is Sohnodachier, and he says its not only hard for him to
pronounce, but hard to remember."
Kathy laughed, "George told you that Sundance was a western
hero?" and she laughed, "He was a famous Bank Robber and
notorious crook. They made a movie about him, but it made him out
to be a good guy bank robber, not the crook he really was."
"How do you know so much about him, Kathy?" I ask.
"I read about him."
"In one of Zane Gray's dime novels?" I came back.
"Don't fight about it", said Sundance, "I don't mind, I
kind of like the 'nickname' since my real name's so hard for
Americans to pronounce properly. I've never found very many
people that could pronounce it properly. I'll settle for
Sundance. I kind of like it.. Even if he was a Bank robber." and
she slapped her hip like drawing a gun and pointed her finger at
Kathy.
"Careful there, Sundance, that thing might go off and hurt
someone." I kidded.
"Not, unless I want it to." Sundance answered.
I laughed, and in my mind, said 'Sundance, that's right, I
guess you could hurt somebody by just pointing at them.'
'Put all the bullets I want to through them. Watch this,
see that pot over in the corner?' she said in my mind.
'Yeah, the clay pot?' I answered in my mind.
Sundance said, "Yeah, I wouldn't want to hurt one of your
girlfriends." and pretending to be drawing her gun again, she
slapped her hip like she was drawing a gun, pointed her finger at
the clay pot in the corner and said, "bang!" The clay pot
exploded into a million pieces throwing dirt and chunks of
pottery everywhere, like she had hit it with a fifty caliber
machine gun round. Sundance raised her finger and looked at it
like she was astonished. "I didn't know it was loaded." she
exclaimed. While everyone else just stood and stared at the
smashed pot. In seconds several attendants of the hotel rushed
over to clean up the mess Sundance had made. While Kathy and
Denise just stood and stared with their mouths open.
In my head I thought at her, 'Good shooting, Sundance.' and
laughed. Please don't hurt Kathy or any of the others.'
'I wouldn't, just playing a little. No one, but you and I
has any idea what happened to that pot..' and she laughed
silently.
Kathy looked astonished at Sundance for a moment then at
me. "Maybe you're right, maybe she is a Jeannie." and she
laughed.. "She's an awfully good shot with her finger." I
laughed, since I knew that Kathy had no idea that she really was
right.
"When's dinner?" Sundance asked.
"Seven o'clock", Denise answered. Would you like to sit
with the club?"
"That'd be nice. Can you arrange it?" Sundance ask.
"Sure, no problem, just pull up a chair and sit down with
us. You can even sit with George if you want to. Even though I
would think that a woman as beautiful and elegant as you, would
have better taste." said Denise.
"Watch it, Kid, I'll have Sundance put the next shot
through you, instead of just shooting clay pots." I said.
Denise said, "You never did say when you're coming to
Florida, Sundance"
"I'm coming on the eighteenth. Sunday." she said.
"That's the day we go back too. Are you going on the same
flight?"
"No, I've made other arrangements", Sundance said. "I'll be
on a different flight."
"I didn't think there was but one flight from here to the
states a week." Said Kathy.
"I was going to get us a later flight, but the one we're on was
all they had."
"Its a special flight, not usually open to civilians."
I thought at her, 'Djinis only, huh?'
'It won't take me nearly as long as it will you.' she
thought at me, and she laughed silently. 'And there won't be any
wait for customs and immigrations either.'
'What do you do if an immigrations officer asks for your
papers?' I thought at her.
"Turn him into a rat!' She giggled silently. 'Or give him
my papers, if I think I should.'
'Where would you get papers?' I ask silently.
'Want to see them?' she asked in my mind, and held out an
empty hand.
'Aw Oh, false papers..' I said.
'There isn't anyone that can tell the difference, and the
proper copies are all in the right files.' She said in my head.
'Figures.' I replied.
'Just like when your bank shows you with a billion dollars
in your account. All the papers will be in the right place,
including all the tax papers.' She said in my head.
'A billion dollars?' I questioned.
'You'll want a little spending money, won't you....
master?'
'But a Billion dollars?'
'You think I'm a piker? Nothing less for my master. Maybe a
couple of billion.'
'A couple... Sundance...'
'Honey, you can be anything you want,' she said in my mind.
'but with a couple of billion dollars you can do it a lot more
comfortably.'
Monday after our return, two well dressed lawyers from a
well known firm in Indiana brought me the news that my great
uncle, my grandfather's brother, had died and left me just over
two and a half billion dollars in cash, stocks, and holdings
throughout the country. I looked at Sundance and said, "I never
had an uncle like that."
She smiled and said, "I guess it was one that you didn't
know about. Remember your grandfather's brother? The rich one?"
I just smiled and nodded, as the lawyers filled out papers.
I looked at the stacks of papers the lawyers were filling
out. Looked at Sundance and thought at her in my mind. 'Sundance,
I guess all the papers will be in all the right places.' and
laughed.
'At what these guys are getting, they better be, or the rat
population in Indiana is going up by two.' and she laughed.
'You wouldn't!' and I laughed.
'With lawyers, who would know the difference?' and we both
laughed.
The lawyers left me with a certified check for a hundred
thousand dollars, 'for spending money' they said. I decided that
Sundance and I should have a nice dinner and then go to a night
club for drinks afterward, to celebrate my new found status as a
billionaire.
After a delicious steak at the Raintree restaurant we
adjourned to the smoky 'Yankee Clipper' lounge. It was completely
decked out in the old sailing motif and Sundance thought it was
the name was for an old sailing Clipper ship until I explained
the underlying meaning the original old native Floridian owner
had intended, and it was the first time I had really seen her
laugh at a joke. After a couple of drinks the stage show started
and the second act was a dancer with tits that shoved her sailor
suit blouse out as though she had balloons under her blouse. I
watched her dance, completely uninspiring for several minutes
then leaned over to Sundance.
"Sundance, you said you had granted my wish so that I could
make girls grow anytime I wanted to, is that still in effect?"
Sundance looked at the overstuffed blouse of the girl on
the stage and laughed, "If you don't, I will!"
"Let me try my new powers first. If I do it wrong, you can
take over.. All right?"
'Go for it, master!' rang in my head, along with laughter.
I looked at the girl and started thinking 'grow, grow...
grow... not too fast, but grow!'
The girl did a couple more turns and looked down at the
front of her blouse. Then she reached up and cupping her hands
under the enormous looking breasts she lifted them, obviously
feeling that something wasn't quite right with them. She did
another slow spin and raising to her feet, once more cupped her
breasts and lifted them, looking down at them in astonishment.
She pushed them in and then grabbed her bra and pulled apparently
like she was trying to get it looser. Sundance looked over at me
and smiled. Then the girl on the stage was moving like her feet
were hurting. She reached down and pulled one shoe, then the
other one off, like it was part of her act and tossed them out
into the audience. What had started out as a tight blouse was now
straining with the swelling breasts it was ineffectually trying
to contain. The dancer reached into her blouse and just ripped
the front of the blouse open, thrusting her breasts out for all
to see with the tight bra bulging with more soft rounded flesh
than it could hold. The bra was straining with the enormous
masses of flesh it was holding with huge bulges of smooth rounded
flesh slowly swelling from every edge. The dancer was obviously
having problems with the growing mounds of soft flesh, but then
she was beginning to notice that the sides of her skirt were
equally straining with her ass as it too was enlarging. She
grabbed the front of her bra between her now massive breasts and
ripped it loose from her body, giving a sigh of relief as her
huge tits burst out of the blouse unimpeded, bobbing and bouncing
in all their fleshy glory. She was a showman, or showwoman, as
she pretended that it was all a part of her act and continued
dancing for the audience. The audience was in full roar by now,
hooting and hollering loudly and uninhibitedly as the girl danced
with her massive tits bobbing and bouncing naked from her
sundered blouse. In moments the sides of her tightening pants
began splitting and as she moved, the seams of her tight pants
began splitting, ripping open like a zipper being unzipped. More
lusty screams from the audience, with loud screams of 'take it
off, take it off' echoing through the room as her clothing slowly
spit spilling her naked flesh out for everyone to see.
I looked over at Sundance and laughed, "Sundance, you've
done it to me again. I just asked for the girl to grow, not her
clothing, didn't I?" Sundance was clapping in time with the beat
of the music, like most of the rest of the crowd. She just
grinned and nodded at me. 'Ha, you did it again, didn't you?'
The dancer had recovered and was again dancing
enthusiastically, pushing her enormous bare swelling tits out
proudly, caressing and lifting them in her hands while she looked
at her arms and legs. Her arms and legs looked very muscular as
she raised her arms in a body builders pose, displaying biceps
like soft balls, and long thick muscular thighs swelling
curvaceously as she pushed her growing body up and down in a
series of deep knee bends, in rhythm with the pounding music,
throwing one leg then the other out as she squatted in a fair
imitation of the Russian sailors dance. She seemed completely at
home with her growing body, showing it off proudly to the
cheering crowd. She had a beautiful figure enhanced by her now
enormous tits and her swelling musculature, dancing with
enthusiasm as she proudly showed off her growing size and
muscles.
Moving to the front of the stage she reached down toward a
tall well muscled man sitting close to the edge of the stage. He
reached up and caught her extended hand. She closed her fingers
around his hand and effortlessly lifted him into the air, with
one hand. Still swirling and dancing to the pounding rhythm of
the music. Effortlessly she put her other hand in the small of
his back and lifted him high over her head, then flipped him so
that he landed sitting on her shoulder. Without slowing her
exotic dance she came back to the front of the stage and reaching
down extended her other hand to another big strong looking man
sitting at the front of the audience. He also reached up and
caught her hand. Instantly she whirled him high into the air with
one hand as she lifted him high over her head and flipped him
like the other man, she first held him up with him sitting in the
palm of her huge hand, only to flip him so that he landed sitting
on her other shoulder opposite the other man.
She pranced lightly about the stage with a huge man sitting
on each shoulder. Then lifted her arms making a fist and began
pumping her arms one then the other in such a way to make each
man bounce as her enormous bicep swelled under him. She danced up
to the mike and grabbing it with her fingers brought it up to her
mouth. She looked at one man then the other and said, "You little
men like big strong woman?" and laughed a throaty laugh as she
easily held both big men on her broad shoulders and danced
lightly around with them on her shoulders.
"I love it!" she said and dropped the mike. And she dropped
into a squat and again began throwing one leg then the other out
in the Russian sailors dance, with the two big men still sitting
on her shoulders. Then began jumping from a squat to a standing
position with the two men clinging to her head as she rose and
fell in time with the pulsing music. HA! ...HA! ...HA! she said
loudly each time she rose to her feet in time with the pounding
music. The drummer picked up the beat and hit his cymbal each
time she leaped to her feet. The band finally brought the music
to a crescendo and halted the music with crashing cymbals and
drums.
The girl reached up and took both men's hands in hers and
raised her arms until both men were now dangling from her hands
with their feet nearly ten feet above the floor. As the now
gigantic woman held a huge man high in the air with each hand at
arms length. I looked up in awe at the enormous woman as the
crowd cheered and screamed wildly for long minutes as the giant
twelve foot girl, now totally naked, held the men up with one man
hanging from each hand as she dropped to one knee and raised
herself lightly to her feet again and again, to the wild cheering
of the crowd, never letting either man touch the floor. Standing,
the giant woman now towered almost twelve feet into the air, from
her bare feet to the top of her head, a gigantic beautifully
muscled woman still dancing lightly while effortlessly holding
two big men in her hands.
Sundance looked at George and laughed, "That little trick
certainly worked out great, didn't it? What do you want to do
with her now? She looks pretty happy right now, what with all the
cheering and all. Want to talk to her about it?"
I looked at Sundance, "What am I going to say, I made you
into a giantess, so I could watch you grow out of your clothes?
Not a very good introduction."
"Well, as usual I'm supposed to take care of my master, and
get him out of all the trouble he gets into. Suppose, that after
she goes back to her dressing room, I just pop in on her, dressed
in my nice gauzy little harem outfit and explain to her that I'm
a Djini and I did this to her for a trick on my master, we don't
have to say who you are. And since she seemed to be having such a
good time with her new size, I could leave her at that size or
shrink her back to her normal size, and I'll leave the decision
up to her. I could also leave her an out, if she wants to try
being a giantess for a while. I'll leave her my name, and let
her call me if she wants to go back to being a normal sized
woman. How's that?"
I just looked at her for a moment, "I don't remember
reading anywhere that Djinis are geniuses. Most of what I read
seemed to indicate that they were actually a little dim witted.
At least from what I read, they always fell for the dumbest
tricks, but you are an absolute genius. That's a really great
solution, do it!"
"Yes, mighty master, at once." and I was staring at an
empty chair across from me. I was worried that with all these
people around us, someone would have seen her disappear and say
something, but if anyone even noticed it, they didn't say a word.
The waiter brought another round of drinks and commented on
how great the show was, as though he had something to do with it,
and left. Fifteen minutes later, Sundance suddenly appeared
sitting across from me in her seat. I didn't see anyone so much
as glance her way. The police were right, eye witnesses are
lousy, not a soul saw her disappear from the middle of a crowd of
people, or suddenly just pop back into existence from thin air
with people all around her.
"Well?" I ask.
Sundance laughed. "She has so many people clamoring around
her, with all kinds of offers, I could hardly get time to talk to
her. I made her the offer, but she said that her new size is
wonderful, she loves it! And she has so many offers she can't
even count them all, but she'll take my name and if she starts
having problems, she'll give me a call.
I laughed, "I guess I've done all the damage I can for one
day, Sundance, lets go on home."
She nodded once, with a short nod of her head, a fifty
dollar bill was in her fingers and she lay it on the table. "That
should take care of our drinks, and make the waiter happy too."
and we were sitting on the couch in our living room. There was no
sign of motion or anything, one moment we were sitting at the
table in the night club, the next we were sitting on our couch in
the living room, like we had been there all night.
"I see transportation isn't any problem for you, is it,
Sundance? But you left my car in the parking lot at the lounge."
"No confidence.... You have no confidence at all in me.
Your silly little car's in the driveway where you always park
it." I got up, walked over to the window and looked. There sat my
car, in the same place I always parked it. She laughed, "I told
you, But since you had no confidence in me, you had to look
didn't you?" and she giggled, "Besides, even if I had forgotten
it, by the time you walked over to look, I could have put it
there."
"I can't win with you, can I?"
"What is there to win? You won the whole ball game when you
rubbed my lamp and became my master. Anything you want is
yours... Boats, Airplanes, cars, money, anything. The lawyers
were just here Monday telling you that you had just inherited two
and a half billion dollars. Of course that was just a
coincidence, it had nothing to do with me.." and she grinned...
"You want to sell this little place and buy a mansion on the
intercoastal? A castle in Scotland? What would you like? Just
tell me and its yours."
I laughed, "I've always liked big girls. So you gave me the
power to make girls grow, but every time I make one grow,
everything goes wrong."
"I don't know about that, you were quite a hit at the
lounge tonight, even if no one did know that it was you that was
making Candy grow. She loves it, the audience loved it, all the
producers, and pitch men love the new giantess, and everybody's
going to get rich from her. What went wrong?" Sundance ask.
"I... I.. don't know, it just wasn't right, she took it
great, the audience loved it, the guys she was dancing with had
the time of their lives, you're right, everything was wonderful,
but it just didn't seem right to me."
"You want to take a girl to a deserted island in the South
Pacific and make her grow into a fifty or hundred foot giantess
so you can play on her giant body? Or she can play with you? Or
do you want me to shrink you down to the size of a Barbie doll
and let you play on my body while I play with you? What do you
want?"
"I don't know, its that I've always dreamed of giant
women, but now when I get one, it just doesn't seem right."
"Well, honey, I'm six feet eight inches tall and weigh two
hundred sixty five pounds, and all, just for you, how about
settling for that? After all, I love you, and we can really have
a good time together. How about me?"
"Sundance, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever
laid eyes on, I think you are absolutely wonderful and you're so
wonderful to me too. I love you too, but I still have a longing
for giant women. And it wouldn't be the same if I was shrunk
down, either. I want a giant woman."
"OK, I've told you, I'm not jealous and you can have all
you want. I gave you the power to make women grow, and it still
holds. Anytime you see a woman you would like as a giantess, just
make her grow, but be careful. You've already tried with two of
them and both times were disasters.. Well, maybe the last one
wasn't a disaster, but it didn't do you any good."
"I got to see her growing, that was great."
"Yeah, I noticed you watching. You really got excited when
she started growing out of her clothes. Your tongue almost fell
out and I think you wet your pants when her boobs swelled up and
ripped out of her bra.. Maybe I need to look into your mind,
with the idea of fixing that!"
"Leave my mind alone! It's just fine. A lot of people like
weird things, I just happen to think giant girls are great.."
"Yeah right. Who's your next project?"
"Well, there's this little girl in the office."
"I hope you mean small woman, not 'little girl'." She said
glaring at me.
"No, no!" I protested immediately, "Not a 'little girl,
like a young kid, a little girl, like one of the office girls,
about twenty and only about five feet tall, but real cute...."
"OK, I don't want all the details, just call me when you
get in trouble again, you do remember how to call me don't you?"
"Sure, all I do is what I normally do, think about
Sundance."
"You're too late for flattery, when you're talking to me
about another woman."
"I thought you said you weren't jealous." I replied.
"I'm not the 'you can't have them' type jealous, but I
don't like your talking about them to me, then telling me how
wonderful I am. As if making up for talking about them."
"Oh, you 'ARE' jealous, but not jealous at the same time, I
see..."
"You had better think about getting out of here while you
still can. I may just shrink you down and put you in a cage on a
necklace for me, then I won't have to worry about being jealous
at all, will I? And you'd have your giantess at the same time, as
a matter of fact, the more I think about it, the better I like
it.."
"I'm gone, I'm gone..." and grabbing my coat went for the
front door, heading for the office. The only problem was that by
the time I got to the door, I realized that the office wasn't
open at one a.m..
Sundance crossed her arms, and glared at me. In a good
imitation of what Jeannie did when she was mad at Major Nelson in
the old "I dream of Jeannie" series. Then she grinned at me. "You
wouldn't.... I'm your master... you can't harm me..." I pleaded.
She giggled, "That's not exactly what the rules say." I
heard, and suddenly she was getting taller, as I watched in
astonishment I realized that the whole room was getting bigger.
Then it dawned, nothing was getting bigger, I was shrinking!
"OH, God! No...! Don't... Please..." but by this time I
wasn't much taller than her knees in front of me. I looked up at
the terrifyingly huge, beautiful woman towering massively over me
as I continued to shrink till I was looking up at her ankles...
Way up! Her foot was tremendously huge, her foot alone seemed as
big as a building. I looked at her toes and I was barely as tall
as her big toe, as it sat flat on the floor. I couldn't have been
an inch tall!"
She dropped to one knee and reached out for me. Her arm was
like the arm of a huge steam shovel, her hand was gigantically
huge, her finger tips were bigger than I was as I tried uselessly
to dodge. She caught me between her gargantuan thumb and
forefinger, and I was lifted between massive walls of soft warm
flesh, surrounding me completely. I could see nothing but the
dark walls of flesh in front of my face, her gigantic thumb had
blocked everything else from sight as I was lifted swiftly lifted
into the air, like I was in an express elevator. I was totally
lost as when the massive walls released their pressure I was
falling. I fell onto an iron grating the size of a room. Then as
I looked at it, it wasn't iron, but gold, or at least gold color.
She brought another rounded golden grate down over me and closed
me in a cage the size of a room. I was trapped in a golden cage
as big as the living room of a house. The cage moved up twisting
and I fell to the floor. A soft rug carpeted the bottom of the
cage and the walls were curved golden bars. I looked out through
the bars and on one side I could see the living room of my house,
enormously huge! Through the other set of bars was a vast plain
of cloth that seemed to be falling rapidly. Then looking up, I
recognized the cloth as the same color as the blouse that
Sundance was wearing, in moments the edge of the cloth fell away
and I was staring at a tremendous wall of flesh. Sundance's'
chest. The tremendous mountains of her giant breasts were on
either side of me and the bars were coming up against the immense
plain of flesh. I looked up and there was a flesh colored cliff
over me, below me was the edge of the immense wall of light blue
cloth, on one side was my gargantuan living room and the bars of
the other side rested against an enormous wall of lightly tanned
flesh. Sundance's earlier statement flashed through my head and I
realized where I was. The golden bars were the sides of a locket
and the immense wall of flesh was Sundance's chest, complete with
mountainous breasts on either side of me. She had shrunk me to
about half an inch tall and put me in a locket that was now
hanging around her neck with the locket down in the vast cleavage
between her huge gorgeous tits.
I took a breath to keep from screaming. I knew she wouldn't
hurt me, but this was ridiculous.. Very calmly I said "Sundance!"
Nothing happened.
I repeated, very calmly and clearly, "Sundance!" and a
voice came into my mind.
'Yes, master?'
"I thought you were supposed to appear in front of me when
I called you?" I said calmly.
'I am right in front of you, my master.' echoed in my mind.
"I don't see you." I said.
'Certainly you see me, look out the grid of the locket!'
and laughter followed. As I looked at the vast wall of smooth
flesh and realized that I had been had again. That vast wall of
flesh was Sundance, and she was right in front of me, just like
she had told me..
"OK, I'll play your little game. I wish that I was normal
sized and standing in my living room with you at what you have
represented to me as your normal size." I said clearly and for
someone my size, loudly.
Instantly I was standing in my living room, everything
appearing normal, with Sundance standing in front of me at her
normal, if somewhat massive, six and a half foot height.
She was laughing as she looked at me, "Very good master,
you're catching on very quickly. Most men don't catch on nearly
as fast as you have. And what might I do for my loving master?"
"Well, for starters no more shrinking me without my asking
specifically for it! And no more putting me in a locket and
hanging me around your neck, or any where else! Other than that,
I still love you! Hug me! and that's an order."
"Yes master! Gladly.." and her long powerful arms swept me
off my feet as I was hugged tightly to her mammoth bosom while
she bent and engulfed my lips in a passionate open mouthed kiss
with our tongues dueling for long minutes.
When we finally broke the lusty kiss she looked down into
my eyes and very sweetly ask, "Am I forgiven, master?"
"After a kiss like that, how could I do otherwise?" I
murmured and stretching up, let her engulf my lips in her
magnificently soft plush lips again. There were three more long
passionate stops for kissing before we were in the bedroom. We
moved toward the bed and instantly I was standing naked before
that tall beautiful woman as she tossed the last of her clothing
into nothing, wrapped her big long arms around me again, and
picking me up in her arms, rolled back onto the bed with me
squeezed tightly in her long strong arms on top of her
delightfully gorgeous naked body. I nuzzled against the soft
smooth warmth of her lightly tanned skin rubbing my naked flesh
against hers in delight as we squirmed into a comfortable
position on the king sized bed, her big long arms hugging and
squeezing me tightly against her big, beautiful, soft, warm body.
Her delightful kisses lingering deliciously as we enjoyed
snuggling against each other longer and longer till.... Hours
later, I had never been so gloriously and ecstatically exhausted
as we lay snuggling comfortably in each others arms, slowly
drifting off to sleep with my face still nuzzling into the soft,
smooth, warmth of her bountiful bosom.
**************
Aladdin's
Giantess
Part 3
I awoke slowly with the room in bright daylight. My head
was cradled by a soft fleshy pillow and my face lay against a
slowly moving mass of softly curved flesh.. For the first
several moments I wasn't sure exactly where I was, then the soft
flesh rubbing sensually on my face reminded me of where I had
fallen asleep. In Sundance's arms with my face lying comfortably
in her massive bosom.. And that's exactly where I was, lying in
Sundance's big strong arms with my face cradled delightfully
between her huge soft breasts. I nuzzled against her soft flesh
and inhaled the delicious aroma of her exotic body deeply. She
was absolutely delicious, the most glorious woman I had ever
known. I slowly raised my head to look up into her smiling face,
her dark blue eyes were looking down at me and her broad plush
red lips were smiling delightfully at me.
"Good morning, sleepy head.." she said softly.. and grinned
at me.
"Good morning, you great, big, gorgeous woman." and I
kissed one huge breast and then turning my head, the other..
"You're wonderful."
"Oh, go back to sleep, if you can't say anything nice." and
she grinned at me, bending her head down and engulfing my lips in
her big soft lips delightfully.
"I'm sorry my vocabulary is so limited." I mumbled as she
broke the kiss, "There just aren't enough words to tell you how
beautiful, and wonderful you are.. my delicious, Sundance. I
guess I'll have to learn some more languages to tell you how
delightful I think you are... even though there probably aren't
enough to tell you how wonderful I think you are, in all of
them."
"Flattery will get you anywhere, my gracious little
master." She giggled. "What would you like to have for breakfast,
and where would you like to have it?"
"Well, I guess by the time I clean my teeth and finish my
morning ritual, you could probably get some bacon and eggs
started, I think there's some in the refrigerator."
"Your eggs over easy?" she said, and a plate with crisp
steaming bacon and eggs over easy, were in her hand as she held
it out and offered it to me.
"OH!..." I said startled by the hot plate with the glorious
aroma of bacon filling the room and making my mouth water.
She giggled, "You forget who I am... again..?"
"Not, who.. just what.. Its kinda hard for me to get used
to having anything I want, ready for me instantly. And besides..
you forgot...." and there was a steaming cup of coffee floating
in the air a foot in front of me, and I was sitting at the table
on the patio by the pool wearing a large soft comfortable robe.
"I didn't forget, I was just waiting till you were ready
for it." she grinned at me.
I lifted the cup from the saucer it was in, and the saucer
slowly and gently settled to the table next to the steaming plate
of bacon and eggs in front of me. "MMmm.. sugar and cream, just
right.. Such good service here." and I giggled at her as I looked
up at her sitting across from me, wearing an exquisite looking
robe, that not only looked very expensive but looked as soft and
comfortable as the one I was wearing.
"I am completely dedicated to your service, my master.."
"I think the first thing we can do is knock off that 'my
master' phrase. I'm George, or better yet, 'honey' or
'sweetheart', or something like that."
"As you wish... honey."
"You don't have to overdo it either.." I complained as I
put a forkful of the most perfectly done eggs I had eaten in a
long time, into my mouth.
"Let me have your hand, master." and she extended her hands
to me.
I lifted my hand and let her engulf my hand in her long
strong fingers. Her fingers wrapped around mine and I felt the
light headedness again for a moment.
"OK, Hon, I've got it now." and she released my hand. I
lowered my hand a bit reluctantly.. I liked touching her, or in
this case, her touching me. "I can see that you want people to
think I'm just your girlfriend, not your slave, or in my case,
Djini.. Is that right, darling?"
"I think so, slavery is unlawful here in this country, and
no one believes in Djinis, so I figure it would be best if
everyone just saw you as my girlfriend."
She put on a fake pout and said, "Just your girlfriend, not
your wife? I thought you said you loved me."
"I think that would be great, but let my friends get used
to me having a big, exotically beautiful, girlfriend for a while,
before I'm suddenly married.. I think it'll work out better that
way."
"OK, Hon, where would you like to go today? Hawaii, Japan,
Fuji, Scotland, France, where would you like to go?"
"Oh, God, there you go, blowing my mind again. I keep
forgetting, anyplace is fine for you, you could be in Hawaii,
before I could walk to the front door, couldn't you?"
"No, no, honey, 'WE' could be in Hawaii, before you could
get out of your chair." and she smiled at me, as she emphasized
'WE' very heavily.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to insult your powers. It just seems
so... how should I say it, 'exotic, or fantastic, or maybe even,
unreal?' to me."
"Master, its real! I'm real! You're going to just have to
get used to me and my abilities, or powers' as you call them. You
can do anything you want to, go anywhere, have anything, all you
have to do is wish for it, or let me know, and its yours."
"You mean like I say, 'I wish the fifty foot woman was here
with me, and..." There was a terrific crashing crunching and
there was a pair of shapely feet, each a yard long in high heeled
pumps in front of me. The ceiling was smashed as was the roof,
with the sun streaming in. I looked down at the giant feet, and
the cement slab floor of my house was in pieces, crushed under
the massive weight of the gigantic woman towering massively over
the house, right through the roof... as she stood in front of me,
. I looked up, and it only took me moments to recognize Daryl
Hannah standing in shock as she looked down at my destroyed roof
around her calves. She lifted one giant foot and the smashed
remains of my roof lifted and fell apart with a crash as it fell
from her giant foot.
I laughed and yelled up, "Hi, Daryl.. Sorry if I bothered
you, but my Djini sometimes doesn't quite understand when I'm
just talking instead of really wishing for something.. It'll be
all right, you won't even remember this.. I'll take care of
it.... 'Sundance'!"
Sundance was grinning as she sat down on the remaining yard
long foot. "You wished for it, master.. and I told you, what you
wish for, you get.." and she laughed as she patted one of
Daryl's giant toes.. grinning at me.
"Nice shot.. Now put Daryl back where she was... make sure
she doesn't remember anything of this, and fix my house... like
it was before you brought 'the fifty foot woman' here.. OK? Wait
a minute!" I yelled.
"Wait.. OK, master.." and she sat on Daryl's giant foot
just looking at me.
"I always thought it would be a really great thrill kissing
the fifty foot woman's giant foot." and I walked over and bending
over dropped to one knee and kissed Daryl's gigantic big toe..
right on top of the shiny red painted toenail, rubbing my hand
on the soft warm flesh of her foot for a moment, then moving up I
kissed her gigantic foot. Then I said, "OK, Sundance, put it all
back.."
"Yes, Master!:" and the giant feet were gone, my floor was
intact and my ceiling was just as it was before I wished for the
fifty foot woman..
I giggled, "Maybe Daryl should remember just a little of my
kissing her foot. Like a dream maybe.."
"What ever you want, sweetheart.." and Sundance grinned at
me.. "If you ever see her, she'll remember you kissing her foot..
in the weird dream, she had about stepping on a house as the
fifty foot woman, but she'll remember 'you' kissing her foot."
"I like that.. You do good work, when I can stop you from
playing at my expence."
"Yeah, but you're so much fun, when you do something like
that without thinking."
"I didn't do anything without thinking, I was just making a
statement, and you took my words completely out of context. I
didn't really wish for the fifty foot woman, I was just saying
that if I did wish for her, I'd get her.. and I did... Smart
aleck.." and we both laughed.
"Come here, Sundance.." and she was in front of me. I threw
my arms around her and bending my head back stretched up and
kissed her. She lowered her head to mine and engulfed my lips in
her big soft plush lips for long minutes before we broke the
kiss. "I could get used to you, you great big beautiful hunk of
woman."
She giggled, "I'm not a hunk, I'm the whole thing!" and her
arms went around me again, squeezing powerfully and picking me up
for another delightful kiss. Which I didn't object to at all..
"Let's see, we were talking about doing something today..
How about something exotic... for you.. We'll get into my old
car, and drive up to the shopping mall. Then we'll walk around
the mall, and look at the shops. You can look at the women, and
see what they're doing and how they do things.. I'll even let you
read some of their minds if it'll help you behave like a normal
wife here."
"That sounds like fun for me, but what about you?" Sundance
said.
"Honey, just watching you walk around the mall is enough
thrill for me. I love you and love to watch you."
"Dirty old man.." and she wiggled her back side at me.. "I
remember that thought you had."
"Got to admit I've got great taste.. Get dressed and let's
go." Instantly the soft robe was gone and she was wearing a short
tight skirt, with a yellow blouse and high heeled pumps. "Like
this don't you?"
"MMmm.. Great! I think I'm falling in love."
"You better be... and with me too.." she grinned at me from
her towering almost seven foot height. Yeah, I liked her in high
heeled pumps...
I held my arms out to my sides in the big soft robe I was
wearing.. Looked at her and said, "Tee shirt and black jeans.."
She looked at me and said, "Yeah, that's fine." and sat
down on the couch.. I walked into the bedroom and changed into
my black Levis and tee shirt... When I came back into the living
room she was still sitting on the couch waiting patiently for
me..
"Fine Djini you are." I kidded..
"Don't be so stubborn.. ask!" she laughed... "I may be
your slave, or Djini, however you want to look at it, but I never
minded a nice request to do something for my master. In fact I
kind of like to think that he needs me, or at least wants my
help.. Not just standing there with your arms out waiting for me
to do something for you.. Ask.. I'll like it better. I like
being needed.. or better yet, wanted."
"I'm sorry, I thought you were always reading my mind and
could see what I wanted, and I did ask, I said 'tee shirt and
black jeans'."
I don't usually read your mind, unless we're doing
something together, or I'm touching you.. All you had to do was
to even think. 'Sundance, dress me', or something like that."
"OK, now I'm going to show you how an American gentleman
does it." and walking to the door, I opened it and stood back for
her to go through. She walked through and as she started down the
steps I reached up and took her elbow, to guide her properly. We
walked over to the car and I went to her side and opened the door
for her, standing back so that she could get into the car.
"What are you doing?" she ask.
"The gentlemanly thing... opening the door, for my
sweetheart to get into my car... A part of my mind, you didn't
read?"
"Don't remember seeing that, do you do it often?"
"Usually only with formal dates, or girls I really like,
and want to impress.. I'll admit."
She smiled at me, "That's nice then, since this isn't a
formal date, I'll have to assume you really like me and are
trying to impress me."
"That's a pretty good assumption, but with you, really like
is far too weak.. I love you... very much.."
"You love me, or what I can do for you?" she ask bluntly..
"Sundance, I'd love you if you couldn't even cook breakfast
for me. I think you're wonderful.. and not just as a Djini.. I
love you!! Now get in so I can close the door." and I laughed, to
show I was only kidding with her..
She sat back, and pulled her feet in so that I could close
the door, and her legs were so long that her knees were almost in
her face, since I had the seat pulled up a bit so that I was
comfortable driving the car. As I got in and looked over at her
legs all bunched up, I kinda grinned. She looked at me and said,
"I think one of the things that we should do on this trip, is to
buy you a new car, with a little more leg room."
"I can't use much more leg room. If I sat further back, I
couldn't reach the peddles."
"Don't they make cars where the seats move independently?"
she ask, "I could push my side back and you could have yours up
close so that you could drive."
"Yeah, but they cost a lot of money.."
"George! You just inherited two and a half billion dollars,
they can't cost that much."
"Oh, I forgot, I'm not used to having money. I've always
had to watch my money."
"Well, two things, one you don't have to watch it anymore,
you've got more than most people can spend, and two, I don't even
need money, what kind of car do you want?"
"Never thought about that. How about a nice.... Wait a
minute, let's wait till we're at the mall, then just change this
car for a nice new... what ever. We'll look at some ads and
decide. You can help me figure out what we need, or want."
By now we were several blocks away from the house, and she
looked at me, and said, "Why not just change it while we're
driving, no one will notice the difference and when we get to the
mall, we'll already have our new car."
"OK, sounds good to me," I said, "But what do we want?"
"I saw an ad for a Lincoln Town car, that showed two, or I
think they called them, split seats, one could be up and the
other back.."
"That's a good car, I like Lincolns."
"What color?"
"White." I said.
"Two door or four?" she ask.
"I think the town car only comes in four door."
"OK, how do you like your new Lincoln?" and she giggled.
I damn near lost control, the car was suddenly bigger,
softer riding and I had to let my foot off the gas as it sped up
rapidly. "Damn, don't do that to me.. I almost lost control. Its
a lot different than my old car."
"That's why we got it... isn't it? We needed something with
a little more room, and a lot newer looking."
I was back in control, and the new Lincoln felt just
wonderful,. I liked it. And I looked over at Sundance. She had
her seat all the way back with her legs stretched out in front of
her, and had a lot of room to spare..
With her seat leaned back, she put her hands behind her
head and squirmed a little to show that the seat was really
comfortable for her. "Now, that's a little better."
"Yeah, sure is, even smells new."
"It is! I don't do things half way, a brand new car for my
master.. and the best one."
"Oh, Sundance, what about the license?" I said
"What license?" she ask.
"The license plate. Every car has to have a license plate
to show who the owner is. See that car over there, see that
license plate on the back?"
"Not having any idea what a license plate is, I don't know
what to look for." she stated.
"Remember reading my mind? I know what a license plate,
surely you must have seen that.." I said.
"Oh, yes.. I know now, like that one over there that says
'New York'."
"That's it, only ours has to say 'Florida' and be
registered to me. What did you do with the license off the old
car?" I ask.
"Still on it I guess, I didn't know to take it off." she
answered.
"Where's the old car?" I ask.
"Gone!"
"What do you mean, gone?" I ask.
"Its just gone.. I never thought about where something went
when I made it disappear.. things just go.." she said.
"Could you make it reappear?"
"Sure, no problem.."
"Just the license plate, and see where that one is on the
back of that car? Can you make it appear there on this car?" I
ask.
"You want it there, or on the back of this car?" she
answered.
"Good question, I want it on the back of this car, in the
license plate holder. All put on right with the screws and
everything."
"Stop the car and let me go back and look at it."
"You have to go back and look at it?"
"Yeah, I have no idea where it goes on this car. Stop.." so
I stopped. She got out and walked to the back of the car. Then
walked back and got back into her seat. "OK, its all right now,
the one off your old car is in the license plate bracket on this
one. We're all set."
"Well, not quite.."
"What's wrong now?" she ask.
"Do you remember when I ask you about your papers, to show
that you could be here in the United States?"
"Sure.. they're all all right. That's no problem."
"Yeah, maybe not, but the license on this car has a lot of
papers, and its in the State computer in Tallahassee, to show
that its mine, only this license shows my old car, not this nice
new Lincoln. And all the numbers on the car must match, to show
that this is my car and not a stolen car."
"OK, let me check.." and Sundance was gone. I looked around
and she wasn't in the back, just gone.. I heaved a sigh, and
drove on toward the mall. I was almost at the mall, when
something moved in the corner of my eye, I looked and Sundance
was back in the passenger seat. "Man, is your government all
screwed up.. It took a lot of looking up papers and regulations
to find what I needed." She giggled, "In fact, I probably know
more about car licenses and registrations than anyone else in the
state, good thing I'm a fast reader. All your papers are filed
properly and this nice new, Lincoln is now all nice and properly
registered to Mr. George Wells, proper address and all, and all
the numbers are in the proper places.. What a mess, so
complicated.. Wow! But I got it.. No more problems, the next time
you want a new car, it'll all be done properly right away. Now,
lets go see that mall you keep talking about." I pulled into the
parking lot of the mall, and drove up toward the entrance. There
close to the entrance was a nice empty parking space. I looked
over at Sundance, and then pulled into the parking space.
"You didn't have anything to do with this empty parking
space did you?" I ask.
"An innocent look immediately appeared on her face, and she
said, "Who, me? Move someone else's car to the back of the lot...
Never!" and she smiled, letting me know that she had..
"I see you've learned to lie... As if, you didn't already
know how... very well!" I said with a chuckle.
"Lets go shopping.. I've never done anything like that."
and she giggled. "If I want something I just make it appear,
never tried this 'buying' thing."
"You never went to the market in old Bagdad?" I ask.
"Oh, sure, we used to go to the market. If I saw something
I wanted, I just handed the man in the stall some coins and he'd
smile and bow, and I'd take what ever it was that I wanted."
"That's buying." I said..
"Oh, I thought it was different."
"Nope same idea, only nice new buildings with glass fronts
instead of market stalls. The same merchants still want your
money." and I giggled.
"The same merchants? You mean Habibe is still here?" she
asked incredulously.
"Well, not Habibe, but someone like him, that still wants
your money."
"Then this should be fun. I used to have a lot of fun with
Habibe."
I chuckled, this should be a lot of fun.. I hope nobody
gets hurt. "Sundance, please don't hurt anybody."
"Oh, no.. I wouldn't do that, even when the merchants get
mad. Its all in fun.."
An alarm went off in my head.. Somehow, I knew that
Sundance's idea of fun was going to land us in jail before the
day was out, if I didn't take precautions. "OK, now Sundance,
here's a direct order from your master. If I tell you, 'home'
either in my mind or out loud, you take both of us to my living
room... instantly! No one else, just you and me! Understand? and
put anything you have picked up, or have taken lately right back
where you got it from... Understood?"
"Yes master.. I understand completely.. I used to have to
do something like that when old Barkel began yelling for the
palace police. Put his clothes back and go home immediately."
I laughed, I was right, she had been shopping before, in
her own way. And I would probably be meeting some police before
the day was out, if I wasn't very careful. As we walked through
the entrance, she was impressed with the big building, then when
we got inside she went wild over all the beautiful stores with
all the things in them.
"Look at all the beautiful new clothes. Why are those
people wearing them standing there so still? Oh, those aren't
people, just.. Dummies? They look so real." she said.
"They're called manikins, just plastic forms for the
merchants to put their clothes on, so that the people can see how
beautiful the clothes look." I explained.
Sundance looked into several windows at the clothes, then
stared at one particularly nice looking woman's suit. "I like
that one, wouldn't it look nice on me?"
"Honey, anything would look beautiful on you." I said on
cue.
Something moved in the corner of my eye, and I looked at
Sundance. The manikin was standing bare, or is that naked, in the
window, and Sundance looked stunning in the red and pink suit we
had just been talking about, now in her size fitting her huge
body perfectly. I stopped dead in my tracks and glared at her..
"Sundance!" I said in exasperation. "Put that back!" She smiled
at me, with complete innocence.. "I think Old Barkel is about to
start yelling." I said..
"He's three thousand years in the past, he can't start
yelling."
"Well then, the new Barkel is about to start yelling."
"Who's the new Barkel?' she ask innocently.
"The guy that owns that suit, that you just took."
"But it was just sitting there on that dummy. It looks a
lot better on me."
"I hate to admit it, but you're right, it sure does. But we
have to go and pay the man for the suit, you can't just take it
off his dummy."
"I can.." and she grinned at me.
"Sundance...!" I said sternly, working hard to keep my face
straight and suppress a laugh.
I turned around, walked back into the store, and went to a
clerk at the register. "Mam, how much for the suit?"
She looked at me in astonishment. "What suit?".
"This one, my girlfriend was trying on." and I pointed to
Sundance..
"Doesn't it say on the tag?" she ask.
"I don't think there are any tags on it." I lied.
She reached down and picked Sundance's hand up and looked
at the tag on the sleeve. "Two hundred fifty dollars." she stated
showing me the tag, "And it looks splendid on her."
"Yes, Mam, I agree." and I pulled my wallet out. It was
empty! I looked at Sundance and in my mind said, 'Sundance, I
need four or five hundred dollar bills in my wallet, here, now!'
she grinned at me for a second and there were half a dozen nice
new hundred dollar bills in my wallet. I handed three to the
clerk, and instantly she was smiling from ear to ear.
"Can I show you some more, that I think would probably look
even better on her?" she simpered as she slowly counted out my
change.
I grinned back at her, "I think this is the only one you
have in her size."
The girl looked up at Sundance and then carefully taking
her arm pulled her around so that she could see the size tag on
the back of Sundance's neck. Only the girl wasn't tall enough to
see the tag with Sundance wearing the suit. I pulled the neck of
the suit out and looked at the tag. It said 8.. I laughed, there
was no way that Sundance would ever fit in a size eight dress....
Eighteen would probably have been three or four sizes too small.
I laughed and held the tag out so that the girl could see it.
"There must be some kind of a mistake here, I think she wears a
little larger dress than that."
"Oh, my goodness, how did that ever get marked eight? What
size are you, my dear?" the clerk said.
'Don't say anything, Sundance!' I said to her in my mind.
'Let me handle it. I think you're about to drive the poor girl
crazy.'
"I think she wears an eighteen extra long." I told the
girl.
'Anything I like, fits me just fine.' Sundance said in my
mind.
'I was afraid you were going to say something like that,
and our world doesn't work that way. You have to buy a dress size
that is made for someone your size. Don't just change it to fit
you.'
'But they work better that way, and its a lot easier than
trying to find a dress for someone my size. Most people aren't as
big as I am. And besides I can change anytime I want to..' she
said in my mind.
"Where did you get this dress, Mam?" the clerk ask
Sundance.
Before I could say anything Sundance said, "From that
dummy!" and pointed to the bare, or naked manikin in the window.
"You can't do that!" the clerk screamed, "You can't just
take a dress off a manikin in the window! And besides that
manikin is far too small to have worn this dress." the clerk said
in frustration... "Where did you get it?"
"I think she was over there, Mam.." and I pointed to a
corner of the store with some suits hanging in it.
"That's our petite section, there's nothing there that
would fit her, she must have been over there in the 'just my
size' section" the clerk said, and pointed to another corner.
"Maybe she was, I guess I'm just turned around." I
stammered to cover myself. I looked at Sundance and said, "Home,
now!" and we were standing in my living room.
"Well, at least you understand that... Good! Now, Sundance,
we have to get some things straight." I was almost shouting at
her.. "I really don't want to call a lot of attention to us, and
you're so big and beautiful its hard not to, so when we shop, we
don't just take a dress you like, off a manikin." After a few
minutes discussion, telling her how to act properly, getting a
clerk to help us, we went back to the same store, via Sundance's
transportation system. The clerk screamed when she saw us simply
appear in front of her, turned and fled to the back of the store
crying. "See what an effect you have on normal people.. Do it my
way, please.."
"Yes, master."
"No more master! Darling, honey, or something like that,
remember?"
"Yes, sir... honey." she said with a grin. "But I still
like that suit.."
"Well, can't you just make one like it appear at home?" I
ask.
"I could... but I want to wear it.."
"Now?" I ask..
"Yes, I think it looks good on me."
"It looks fantastic on you.. Go ahead, but one you make
with your magic, not the one off the dummy." I ordered. And
instantly she was in a suit, just like the manikin in the window
was wearing.. I shook my head as I looked at her, 'This is going
to be a long day...." I muttered.. Finally it was time to go
home, and was I ready. We hadn't gotten arrested, but I think she
sent several sales clerks to the funny farm. I do know that two
clerks, other than the first one, ran crying from her after
breaking down in complete frustration. I mean How can a beautiful
woman six feet eight inches tall, and weighing about two hundred
fifty pounds with a pair of breasts that had men walking into
cement posts as they stared at her, get into a size eight dress,
much less wear it like it was tailored for her. Or pick up a shoe
box with size thirteen heels in it, from a rack of size sevens,
especially when the store only carries up to size nine shoes.
And I don't even want to discuss the tray of lamb's eyeballs in
the Chinese food area, that put the waitress on the floor in a
dead faint. Never mind at least four changes of outfits as she
walked along the mall with people all around us. At least she
didn't leave any more naked manikins in the windows when she
changed outfits.... We were making progress.
Later that evening I had calmed down enough to finish a
great dinner she had prepared, (prepared??) for me, and was just
getting ready to go to the women's college Basket Ball finals. My
cousin, the coach for her college's team, had invited me to come
watch her women's basket ball team compete. Sundance, of course,
was going to join me watching the game.. I made her promise not
to interfere with the game, or the outcome of the game.. I knew
of course that her promise meant nothing. She would keep her
promise to the letter of her promise, but I could guarantee that
she would get involved..
Intending to say 'HI' to my cousin, we arrived a bit early,
but she was too involved with her team and getting ready for the
playoffs, to even meet me. So Sundance and I took our seats, and
watched the girls practicing. Sundance, of course had no idea of
what was going on since she had never seen any thing like
basketball before.. She didn't even understand the concept, much
less what the girls were doing. She was impressed, as I was, with
the number of tall girls.. (My cousin knew that I liked tall
girls, she was tall herself, and I had let her know, of course)
The first thing that Sundance ask was why they were throwing the
ball at that little hoop. I explained as best I could, but her
next question was, why are they not just throwing it through if
that was the idea of the game?' I tried to explain that it
wasn't really that easy.
I knew we, or at least I, was in trouble when she said,
"But I can make it go through every time, watch" and pointed to
one of the girls near the middle of the court. The girl made four
perfect baskets from close to the half court line. "See!"
"Sundance! I told you not to interfere!"
"I wasn't interfering, I was just helping that girl...
Isn't she on your cousin's team?"
"Sundance, don't! Please don't do anything to the shots..
please..?"
"OK, I won't" she answered with a smile. I was suspicious,
but she had promised not to interfere with the shots, and I knew
that she wouldn't, interfere... Suddenly as the girl made four
more perfect shots from the edge of the court near the half court
line I looked at Sundance.
"Sundance, you made those shots go in for that girl again,
didn't you? You promised not to.."
"I didn't do anything to the shots.. I always keep my
word." and she smiled at me.
I watched the girl whirl, and toss the ball from across the
half court line. A perfect shot right through the basket..
Suddenly I realized what I had actually said. "OK, Sundance, if
you're not interfering with the shots, what did you do? I know
that you did something, that girl just made an impossible shot."
"I didn't do anything..." she protested..
"Sundance, you did something.. what did you do?"
"I made her a better thrower.."
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"When she throws, it'll always go right where she wants it
to." Sundance answered.
"Sundance, Don't do anything else.. nothing...
Understand...!"
"Yes, master.."
"Nothing more magic, right?"
"Yes, master.." and she grinned..
I immediately knew from the grin, that I had said it
wrong.. We sat and watched for several more minutes, and I didn't
see anything more out of place... I thought for a few minutes
that Sundance was behaving, then I noticed that one of the girls
was hitting the basket every time she threw the ball at it.. It
was the same girl that had hit the long half court shot, suddenly
I realized what I had said, I had told her 'Nothing more' but had
forgotten to tell her to put the girl back like she was.. She was
still throwing the ball exactly where she wanted it to go, every
time..
"Sundance!"
"yes, master?"
"Put the girl back like she was, no better, no worse..
right?"
"Oh, master... Can't you see how happy she is.."
"Sundance..."
"Oh, all right.. You won't even let me help your cousin's
team?"
"Not even a little bit! No more help, of any kind.. all
right?"
"Ooohh, all right... but I'm going to tell your cousin you
wouldn't let me help her.. team." Sundance said pouting a little.
"That's fine with me, I don't think she'd want your help,
that way.. and if she does, she doesn't deserve it.." I said..
"Spoil sport.." She said with a pout.. Then she brightened
up. How about, if I just made the girls on your cousin's team a
little bigger and stronger.. You'd like that too, wouldn't you?
You like taller girls.." and she smiled at me..
"No! Sundance, nothing. Don't do anything! Nothing! Do you
understand me?"
"Yes, spoil sport... I mean, master.. " she said
pouting..
"Sundance, what is it that I say to dismiss you, and make
you go back into your lamp, till I call you again?"
"No, master, I'll be good.. I won't do anything else..
promise I won't.."
"Sundance, what do I say?"
"Call me by name and say lamp..." she whispered almost
inaudibly.. "But please don't.."
"OK, as long as you behave. I still love you.. but you have
to behave.. no more magic, all right?"
"Yes, master, as you say.. But, I'm still going to tell
your nice tall cousin on you.. For not letting me help her
team.."
"I'll tell you what, Sundance, If I think she needs your
help, I'll let you help.. All right?" and she brightened up and
smiled sweetly at me..
"OK, that's good.. I'll do it.." and she began watching the
girls closely, looking like she was finally starting to enjoy
herself.. I still wasn't sure, but I did know that she would keep
her word, and not do anything unless I ask her to... But I could
almost feel her wanting me to ask her to help..
At half time, Kitty's tigers were two points ahead, and
Sundance and I were happy, and now that she was starting to see
what the game was all about, she was enjoying the game. "See," I
said, "They're pretty good, and didn't even need your help."
"But this is only half time, and they'd be a lot further
ahead if you'd let me help them, even a little bit.."
"I know, if I let you help, as you say, just a little bit,
they'd probably be winning by about two hundred to nothing.. If
you had your way.."
"Oh, I wouldn't be that bad.." she grinned at me..
The second half started and Sundance was cheering like she
was a long time fan of basketball, and I wasn't even sure she
really understood the game, till I realized that she had been
grabbing my hand during the game, especially when something
happened that wasn't straight forward. Fouls and things like
that, she'd grab my hand and hold it for a few seconds. I
realized that she was reading my mind and finding out what was
going on, through me.. I laughed, I wasn't really that good at
basketball, but I did know the basics enough to let her enjoy the
game along with me, when she did it that way, and it was a good
game. Both teams were pretty good. They stayed within a few
points throughout the half, until there was only a minute left
and Kitty's tigers were down ninety six to ninety seven. One
measly little point and the game was only seconds from being
over. I looked at the clock, and it was down to seconds to go and
Kitty's tigers were still behind by one point. They got the ball
and were coming down the court with only about ten seconds left,
I watched the girl that had been throwing the long shots earlier
look at the clock and the basket and then with a leap heave the
ball at the hoop. I said, "Sundance! Its time to help, make this
shot go in.."
She grinned, and watched the ball flying toward the basket.
The girl was good anyway, and nobody but Sundance knew whether or
not she helped the shot. With a perfect arc the ball went
directly through the hoop, and hadn't even hit the floor when the
buzzer sounded to end the game. Kitty's tigers won ninety nine
to ninety seven and the arena went wild with cheering and
yelling. The girls were all surrounding the girl who had made the
long shot and the entire team was cheering and yelling and
pounding the girl in congratulations.. She'd probably be bruised
for a week, and be proud as could be of it.. She was so happy,
they could probably have broken her arm and she would have still
been happy and screaming.. I wouldn't ask Sundance whether or
not she had to help with the shot, I didn't want to know.. But
she was hugging me, lifting me off the floor, squeezing and
kissing me again and again, like she was the one who had won the
game.
After the game we went around to see Kitty. The guards
stopped us, even when I told them that Kitty was my cousin. They
were still going to stop us anyway, but when Sundance merely
smiled, (I think she did a little more than that) they just waved
us on through to see Kitty. When Kitty saw me, she grabbed me and
hugged me and kissed me, like Sundance had, only she didn't pick
me up like Sundance, since she was only about six foot three, and
not nearly as strong as Sundance, but I still enjoyed her
attentions, like I always had.. She was very impressed with
Sundance and we agreed to dinner the next evening, before she had
to go on to all the press conferences and stuff..