“Okay,” Kyle said. “Grant my wishes.”

It was the strangest moment of his life. As soon as he spoke he felt something shift. Like he was standing on ice that had just slid beneath him. Whatever happened next, he'd just made a choice that would change everything.

“Okay cool beans!” Jenny said, spreading her arms wide. “Oh right, I forgot to tell you! When I do this don't...”

Jenny's eyes glowed with piercing white light. Her whole body shimmered like a super speed effect in an anime, or like there was something wrong with her image display. For a second he looked at her and didn't just see a beautiful woman he saw a whole universe in her outline, sparkling and dancing. He stared into the flickering stars and he was moving, flying inside of them. He passed burning suns and planets of boiling gas. He flew through nebula, and saw places where the curves of life gave way to angles. Then in a blink he was standing in a desert, scrubby trees all around him, and in front of him an enormous watch, the old fashioned kind.

The face of the watch burst into a thousand pieces, shards of crystal erupting like a geyser while gears and springs and odd shaped pieces of metal floating high into the air. They spiraled around each other like a galaxy and floated back down, coming together in a whole new arrangement. The crystal reformed itself as well, as if there had never been a crack in it.

Tick.

And then Kyle was back, and there were soft things in his face again. This time they were covered with cloth. Jenny's breasts again, he thought. He was lying on the floor of the shop's back room, with his head in Jenny's lap. She was saying something.

“Mmm mmmkrrr!” he mummbled into her chest.

“What?” she said, leaning back a little. He took a long, deep breath.

“I said I'm okay!” he sat up on the floor. “What happened?”

“I”m so sorry Master!” Jenny said. “I was trying to tell you not to look at me while I was granting the wishes! It means staring into the inner workings of the multiverse in a way the human mind was never meant to comprehend. But you're still human and your brain didn't explode, so....yay!”

“Yeah,” Kevin chuckled weakly. “Yay. Look I hope it's going to be a good long time before you have a next master, but...”

“Maybe I should mention that first?” Jenny chuckled. “Uh...yeah.”

“Yeah,” Kevin agreed. “So uh...what happened?”

“Well I think you didn't exist there for a second,” Jenny said. “And then you existed in every moment of possible time all at once, and then--”

“I meant with the wish,” Kevin said. “Let's just not talk about that other stuff for now, okay? I doubt my own existence enough already as it is.”

“I don't know about the wish,” Jenny said. “It might take a while to find out.”

“Okay,” Kyle said, standing up. “So...I guess I'll wait on that. Now, how about you? We've got a lot of problems to work out. You need a place to stay, you need...”

Kyle looked down to once again find his hand resting on her breast, which still felt so warm and soft through the t-shirt....

“Ahh!” he said, pulling his hand away. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it that time it just landed there!”

“It's okay,” Jenny flushed. “I don't mind, I....”

“What the hell is all that noise back here?” His Grandfather said, pushing into the room. He stared at them. Kevin looked from his grandfather back to Jenny. He was surprised to see that Jenny really did look...human. Her purple hair was still the same color but her skin was a normal human skin tone. A little dusky, hinting that she was from the middle east somewhere...which now that he thought about it made sense. Kevin was relieved, until he realized what his grandfather saw was him on the ground shirtless with an extremely chesty girl lying on top of him. The old man blinked.

“Grandpa...” Kyle began.

“Excuse me for intruding,” the old man said, stepping out of the room.

“No wait! Grandpa! WAIIIIT....”

Later that night, somewhere not too far away, something changed.

It was just one of a lot of things that Kevin's wish had changed. He wouldn't understand most of them for a long time. But this was the one that helped him discover all the others. And it was such a little change. A tiny alteration to the world that shattered everything. The wingbeat of a butterfly that summons the storm. All that happened was a tiny piece of metal moved eighteen millimeters.

That piece of metal happened to be in the engine of a moving car.

The engine tore itself apart. The car, still moving, spun out wildly and careened off the road, smashing into a tree where it shattered into pieces. It didn't explode like a hollywood movie, but the engine compartment did catch fire. It didn't really need to explode, the whole care looked like a tootsie roll a little kid had grabbed and twisted. Nothing human could possibly have survived inside.

The driver snarled and kicked the metal door apart to get out. He was just annoyed. There were not other cars on the road, so the hulking figure in the long brown trenchcoat and hat couldn't ask anyone for a ride. Or demand it, really. He wasn't an asking type of guy. But it was late, and dark, and no one was likely to come down this old road until morning.

“Figures,” he snarled, kicking the car. It flew into the air and landed a couple of yards away. “Where am I? There'd better be a town nearby!”

He looked around and found out he'd landed near a road sign. It read “Rolling Hills, 3 miles.”

“Well that's something,” he snarled. “I shouldn't get tootired in three miles.”

His wings opened up through slits in the back of his coat. They were like dragonfly wings made of fire. They buzzed into action and he lifted off, flying towards the town.

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Evan walked up to the back door of the antique shop and knocked. He did that every morning. Kyle lived upstairs, in a set of rooms that was really way too big for one guy but his grandfather didn't like living in town. Evan envied him and his big apartment, even if it was in the business district. He could see Kyle having all kinds of fun in there, if he could get the girls over to have it. He thought he'd probably know about it if his best friend got a girlfriend, but he was always suspicious.

The door was opened by a pretty middle eastern girl with long black hair and largest pair of breasts Evan had ever seen.

Like Kyle, they also were the first pair of breasts he had ever personally seen naked.

“Hi!” the girl said. “I'm Jenny! It's nice to meet you!”

“Gerpkt!” Evan said, just before he passed out.

“Well great,” Kyle said, looking at Evan sprawled out on the couch. “He's dead.”

“He is not!” Jenny said. “He's fine, he just fell over! I can't figure out why.”

They had carried Evan upstairs to the living room of Kyle's apartment above the antique shop, which was really more like a small two story house. The furnishings were old, mismatched, and weirdly fancy. It was furnished entirely with unsold antiques his Grandfather bad brought up. Even the couch Evan was lying unconscious on was old, leather with brass.

“It's a thing that happens to guys sometimes,” Kyle said. “Didn't I tell you stuff like this would happen if you walked around topless?”

“You did,” she said. “But I didn't think...oh, uh, oh....”

“Gah!” Kyle tugged his trecherous hands away from Jenny's rack. “Sorry about that. See though? It's a deep seated weakness in the male brain. For a lot of guys its the nosebleeds. For me I guess my hands won't stop...well, sorry. You should slap me when I do that, you know. Or something. I really can't keep doing that.

“But you're nice!” Jenny insisted. “I don't want to slap you."

“This culture gap takes a lot of getting used to,” Kyle said, silently resolving to do better. “I guess we'd better wake him up. And explain the whole genie thing...”

“I don't think you should do that,” Jenny said seriously.

“What?” Kyle said. “Not even to Evan?”

“What if it turns out he's not one of the people who got a wish granted?” Jenny said. “He'll be resentful and jealous. It could come between you and your friend.”

“Well...” Kyle scratched his chin. It was true, Evan could be really bratty sometimes. And resentful. And pouty. “Well alright, just for now though. If you're going to stick around I'll have to tell him eventually. But for now, Grandpa's story is gonna have to do.”

Evan was surprised how well his grandfather had taken there suddenly being a genie in the house. “When you work in antiques these things happen,” the old man had said, waving a hand dismissively. Kyle had really, really wanted him to elaborate but instead he'd worked on a cover story to let her live here, and even go to school with Kyle.

“Evan?” Kyle said, shaking his friend awake. “Evan you okay?”

“I think so...” Evan said, sitting up and holding his head. “I think I walked in on you having an orgy...”

“No Evan,” Kyle said. “Jenny just opened the door before she had any clothes on. She's...”

“Then there really was a girl!” Evan grabbed Kyle's arm. “I knew it! I knew you were having smutty filthy sexy times and not telling me! What the hell man! Share the wealth!”

“What!? No!” Kyle said. “She's a friend of my grandpa!”

“You mean that old man is...”

“No!” Kyle waved his hands. “You're getting me all mixed up! She's coming to stay here for a while. She's the daughter of a friend of my grandpa's! Someone he knows through the antique business.”

And there it was, the big cover story they'd come up with. He even said he'd work it so she could attend school, but Kyle didn't know exactly what he had planned.

“And she's staying here,” Evan said. “With you.”

“Well...” Kevin shrugged. “Yeah.”

“You bastard!” Evan said, jumping on him and trying to punch him in the face.

“What the hell!?” Kyle said, struggling with his friend. “Get off!”

The two of them rolled on the ground back and forth between the TV and the couch.

“Getting to spend all night in here with those tits!” Evan said. “Die!”

“A tit is a kind of bird,” Jenny said, her voice cutting through the argument. “We don't have any tits.”

Kyle and Evan looked up. Kyle had run out and bought clothes for her last night. Not a lot, just some sweatpants and t-shirts, stuff where it could be baggy and not matter. But even the baggy shirt couldn't really hide the fact that yes, as long as Jenny was here there would definitely be tits.

“That's not what he means,” Kyle said, getting up. He was starting to learn her language spell wasn't perfect. “He's talking about your breasts.”

“Ohhh a synonim!” Jenny said. “Kyle likes my breasts! He grabbed them one time when he wasn't paying attention.”

Evan's eyes became lasers of death.

“And you're his best friend right?” Jenny said. “It's so nice to meet you! I'm sure we'll be great friends!”

She pulled Evan in for a hug and Evan's eyes lost focus. It was, thankfully, enough to derail the fight. There were apologies and half apologies, the three of them grabbed their things—not that Jenny really had things—and headed off to school. They walked into the building and into the classroom where his homeroom teacher, Ms. Applewhite, was already waiting at the front of the room. It took them a second to notice her, because she was behind the desk.

Ms. Applewhite had been blessed with a curvaceous body and a gorgeous face, but almost no height. Her head came up to Kyle's chest, so if she wasn't looking up all he saw was a mass of bushy brown hair. If she did look up she looked pretty, despite her enormous glasses.

“There you are Mr Ardman,” she said, no-nonsense as usual. “And this is Ms. Ragbah? The principle left your paperwork right here. I've added a packet you can use to catch up in my class. Now if Mr. Ardman and Mr. Beck will just sit down you can take a moment to introduce yourself.”

“Okay!” Jenny said cheerfully, taking the envelope from her new teacher. “Thank you!”

So there it was. All the paperwork was sorted out, and Jenny would be transferring into his class. It made Kyle wonder even more about his grandfather, and what he knew about magic. How did he know how to set this up so quickly? Was there a lot going on Kevin didn't know about? But he didn't have time to worry about that, because everyone in the class was staring.

They were staring at the new girl, yes, but they were also staring at him because they'd walked in together. It made Kyle uncomfortable. He wasn't used to people staring at him. In fact, he wasn't used to people noticing him at all. Well okay, Trevor there in the back was a friend, so him noticing him was alright. And he'd been used to Betty looking at him like a science experiment since forever. But what was up with Tanya?

Tanya Myrdin was the most beautiful girl in the class. She had skin like dark chocolate and piercing blue eyes, beautiful enough on their own before you considered her tall, athletic body and long, glistening dark hair. Her face looked like something out of a magazine. She always wore concealing clothes, long sleeve shirt and pants, but they fit her composed, almost icy aesthetic better than something revealing would have. And for the first time Kyle could remember, she was staring right at him. Those glistening blue eyes were suddenly like lasers, he was afraid they'd stab him right through the soul. It made him shiver a little.

“Kyle,” Evan said. “Come on.”

“Oh,” Kyle nodded. “Right.” He followed Evan back into the classroom.

“Make sure I can sit next to you!” Jenny called after him, causing the class to start whispering and muttering to themselves. A few of the guys started looking daggers at him. Evan was one of them. Kyle sighed and picked a desk next to two empty ones. Eric took the far empty desk, still glaring at him.

“Uh, hello everyone!” Jenny said, waving. It wasn't a polite little wave either. It was a massive shake of her arm that made her whole body shudder. And jiggle. The eyes of nearly everyone in the room were drawn hypnotically to her chest. “My name is Jenny Ragbah, and I'm from a country called Uzbedi. My English is pretty good but I just arrived in this country yesterday, so uh, please be patient with me if I'm a little weird okay?”

Kyle scratched his head. Uzbedi? Where did she get that? But then there were a lot of countries, how likely was someone to think they knew all of them? Except, out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement. Tanya had stopped looking at him to look up at Jenny in shock. Then that frightening laser-gaze turned back in Kyle's direction.

“Thank you Ms. Ragbah,” Ms. Applewhite said. “Now if you'll just--”

“How do you know Kyle and Evan?” Betty asked. For such a quiet girl most of the time her voice could really carry when she wanted it to.

“Oh!” Jenny said. “I know this one...I mean, because I'm staying with Kyle! My parents are friends of his Grandfather in the antique business!”

That got a reaction out of the class. As Jenny came to sit down beside him there was all kinds of murmuring. He thought he heard a few quiet death threats. Was this what getting noticed was like?