435 Year 1959

Sarah woke up in an uncomfortable bed. She opened her eyes, and realised the ceiling she was looking at was not the ceiling she was used to in her mansion. She sat up, and realised her body was far chubbier than it was, with much smaller boobs. It was the body she'd had in her youth, before becoming a Mistress.

She looked around, and realised that she most definitely was not in her mansion. She was in the bedroom she'd had when she lived with her parents. Her abusive parents. The ones who hated her because her existence meant they couldn't pamper her older brother as much. The ones whom she'd wished up an eternity of suffering for at the earliest opportunity.

She looked over at the calendar on the wall. Friday the 13th of March, 1959. The day she found Iago's lamp. It had just been sitting there in a bird's nest, at the top of a tree. She'd gotten her more-athletic friend, Maggie, to climb up there and get it for her. Funny, if Maggie hadn't thrown the lamp down to her, it might have been her instead that would have rubbed it, and gained Iago's power.

Sarah thought about Maggie. She was the only person who was ever really nice to her. After she'd given Hell to her parents and brother, she'd had Iago create a little alternate dimension for Maggie, where she could live out eternity in happiness. Her own personal Heaven. Now that Sarah thought of it, Maggie was probably the only "normal" she'd ever done anything nice for.

"Hey, wake up bitch!" Shouted her brother, Hank, who was knocking on the door. "We're gonna be late for school, and I ain't waiting around for your lazy ass! 10 minutes or you're walking!"

"Oh...alright..." Sarah said in response. This was really weird. Why was she dreaming of her past? Was it a dream? It felt so real. If it was a dream, surely she should be waking up, now that she's realised it's a dream? So why wasn't she?

"Iago!" She shouted. "Are you there? Can you hear me?" No response. Something wasn't right.

Sarah got dressed, not enjoying the feeling of her overweight teenage body. She headed downstairs quickly, figuring that if she didn't go now she wouldn't get any breakfast before she had to leave for school.

"Hank, Sarah, get in here now!" Sarah father shouted. She went into the living room, where she saw her parents sat on the sofa.

"What the fuck do you want?" Hank asked them. "I was busy." Sarah looked at her parents, and her eyes widened, for she saw that her father was holding what appeared to be Iago's lamp.

"Kids, your father has something to show you," said Sarah's mother. "Something which will change our lives forever."

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Hank then did something which worried Sarah. He rubbed the lamp. Sarah watched as clouds of red smoke poured out, something which she'd seen thousands of times before, only this time, it filled her with worry. She watched as the clouds of smoke formed into the naked genie. Her naked genie. Or was he her father's?

"Oh my God..." Hank said.

"This is my genie, Iago," said Sarah's father. "I found him on the way home from work yesterday. He will grant my every wish."

"We certainly had fun with him last night, didn't we honey?" Sarah's mother giggled. "My pussy's still tingling."

"This can't be happening!" Sarah exclaimed.

"Oh shut up girl!" Her father shouted. "Actually, I've just had an idea of how to demonstrate Iago's power to Hank. Iago, I wish for Sarah to have sex with Hank."

"Your wish is my command, Master," Iago obeyed. He snapped his fingers, and Sarah began to feel her body move.

"What's happening!?" She exclaimed. She walked over to Hank, and gave him a kiss.

"Woah..." Hank said.

"Iago, stop this right now!" Sarah shouted. "That's an order!"

"Sarah, he won't obey anyone but me," her father said. "Have fun. Hank I mean, not you, Sarah."