So I found this old dusty lamp at a garage sale. A little cliché, but oh well, it was cheap, and who knows? Imagine my surprise when I got home, cleaned it up, and a genie actually popped out of it.

So here I am, staring at a translucent clone of myself that seemed to be made of gas.

“What would my mistress wish for?” the genie asked. Her… I say her because she looks exactly like me, for whatever reason, which I’m guessing might not be its’ usual form. However, despite her face being nearly my identical twin, she was far more beautiful. Probably because it looked like she had put effort into her appearance, while I never do. That, and she had a very… ‘proper’ air about her.

“I… have some questions.” I stammered. “Why do you look like me?”

“That’s a common question.” The genie nodded, grinning. I noticed her voice was almost similar to my own, too except… a bit more beautiful, however you would measure that. “I do this to help make my various masters or mistresses more comfortable with me. So, I take on their appearance. It also helps show the bond.”

“Alright then…” I bit my lip. Strange, but understandable. “What is your name?”

“I… Strange. Most masters do not ask for my name first. Usually they care more about their newfound power.” The genie seemed deep in thought, and for a moment, her stance dropped into a slouch, which quickly disappeared as she stood back up in a more proper pose. “My name is… well. My true name is long and ancient, but you may call me Elandris.” She smiled at me.

“Ah… nice to meet you Elandris.” I offered my hand for a handshake.

Elandris mused at me, and looked down at my hand. She reached up and shook it. Her hand was surprisingly warm to the touch. Considering its’ gaseous appearance, I was expecting coldness.

“I’m Eleanor.” I giggled. “Funny that our names both start the same way. But, could you make yourself look at least a little different from me? It’s… kind of bizzare.”

“Certainly.” Elandris replied. With a comically large puff of smoke that immediately dissipated, her appearance suddenly changed. She still looked… similar to myself, just… vaguely different. She could have passed for a sister or cousin.

“You are an interesting mistress, aren’t you.” She smiled at me. “I can tell we’re going to have some fun.”

I smiled back. “Alright, then. What are the limitations on the wishes? Is it the usual three?”

“First of all, there is no limit on the number of wishes.” Elandris started. I goggled. That was certainly unexpected. “That is a misconception that your culture has placed on you. We will be done with each other at your discretion. Please, treat me well, and I shall do the same for you.” Elandris smiled warmly at me. “However, you may only make one wish a year. And there are constraints on the power of those wishes. I can go into more detail-“

“No, I imagine you’ll just tell me when something can’t be done.” I cut her off, deep in thought. “Just once a year?”

“Yes. I’ll keep track of when your next wish is available, so you won’t have to worry about that.”

“Hmm.” I paused, deep in thought. I hadn’t actually spent any time thinking of what to wish for if the lamp really worked, because… well, it was a long shot anyway. But now that it’s here… “I’m going to go ahead and guess that all the usual stuff like wishing for omnipotence, infinite wishes, etcetera, are all out the window.”

“You would be correct.” Elandris smiled, patiently.

I glanced around my messy apartment. Clothes strewn everywhere, dirty dishes in the sink, my bed unmade for the past god knows how long… I caught a glance of myself in the mirror. My hair was a mess. I never paid any attention at all to my appearances or tidiness. I was either far too involved in my work or far too involved in my hobbies to care about either. “What if I were to wish for you to take care of me?” A permanent maid might not be a bad idea. Especially one that could use magic.

“Ooh, good wording. No accidental wishes from you.” Elandris grinned approvingly, “But… hm. I don’t think I’ve ever had to satisfy a wish like that before. My previous masters have wished for good health, but not for… something so domestic.”

“Is that a problem?”

“No, I suppose not. Furthermore, should you so wish, you may back out of any wish at any time, simply ask me to undo its’ effects, and it shall be done. Is that your wish?”

“Yes. I wish that you would take care of me, Elandris.”

“Thy will be done.” Elandris announced, in an echo-y voice. She grinned at me. “This should be interesting. I’ve never had to care for a mortal before.”

Suddenly, I felt very woozy. I staggered.

“Ooh. I knew I forgot something.” Elandris bit her lip. “The wishes also take a lot of energy out of you. You may feel faint.”

“Now you tell me…” I muttered, struggling to stay standing, but before I knew it, I was collapsing onto the floor. The last thing I was aware of was Elandris’ arms wrapped around me, catching me before I fell.



I woke up the next morning in bed, trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes, and failing to. I realized that was because my arms seemed to be missing. As were my legs. I screamed.

Elandris immediately popped up beside me, seeming alarmed. “What is the matter mistress?”

“My… limbs!” I choked out. I stared up at Elandris. Memories of the previous day flooded back. She was a genie. My genie. And I had wished for her to take care of me. And the wish knocked me unconscious, apparently. I looked her over. She looked different from yesterday. She was distinguishably different now, instead of looking like a near-clone of me. And she was no longer gaseous. She looked quite solid, like a flesh and blood human being, though there was still an otherworldly quality to her beauty. That, and even though she was naked, she had no private parts to speak of. She still seemed to have breasts, but the nipples were non-existent.

“Yes, mistress. I removed them last night for you to get better rest. I noticed that you have a tendency to flail in your sleep, and I thought it might help, given that you had recently fallen unconscious.” Elandris casually mentioned.

“You… removed them?” I inquired, “You can… bring them back, yes?”

“Of course, mistress. One moment.” Elandris walked casually into my bathroom, and came out carrying a pile of limbs. They were unmistakably mine. “I took the liberty of washing them for you too.”

I could only stare, as Elandris laid my disembodied arms and legs in bed beside my limbless torso. “I… thank you. Could I have them back now?” I asked, timidly.

“Well, certainly, mistress. But would you not prefer for me to wash your torso first, too?” Elandris questioned.

“I suppose that… makes sense.” I looked down at my abbreviated body.

“Very well. Do I have permission to undress you?”

“Uh…” I blushed. “Yes, I suppose that’s kind of necessary.”

Elandris wrapped her arms around my torso and picked me up. She slipped off my clothes fairly easily without any of my limbs being in the way. It was a surreal feeling, being limbless, and being cradled like a baby. She deposited me in the bathtub, already filled with warm, soapy water. “Just one moment.” Keeping me afloat with one arm, she reached for my face with her free hand. To my shock and horror, she simply reached down and plucked my nose off my face. She set it aside like it were a mere fashion accessory.

“What… my nose! How… why?” I stammered, confused.

“You asked me to take care of you, mistress. I assumed that meant magical care, as there would be little reason in wishing for a genie’s care otherwise.” Elandris giggled demurely. She poked the flat area where my nose used to be. It felt strange. “I removed your nose temporarily so that you could be bathed without fear of drowning, or a need to hold your breath.”

All I managed to get out was a simple “Oh.” I couldn’t possibly tell her that I had simply intended for her to just be my maid. Besides, magical care was starting to sound pretty good.

“Now, I’m going to dunk your head. You can continue breathing, but I wouldn’t recommend attempting to talk.”

“Wait. Um… is it possible to detach my mouth, too, so we can keep talking? I have a lot of questions.” I asked.

“Sure thing. And I suppose you want your ears removed to hear, too.” She giggled.

“Oh, right. Good idea.” I blushed. I hadn’t thought of that.

I watched in fascination as Elandris simply plucked the aforementioned pieces off of my head, like I was a Potato Head toy. She set my disembodied ears and mouth beside my nose.

“So. Um.” I said. “Wow, this is weird.” I pursed my detached lips, as Elandris got to work washing my body.

“Yes, I imagine it would be.” Elandris giggled, “Most mortals tend to live their lives in a single piece. But such trivialities matter not to a genie.”

“Right… So how come I can still use these bits of my face, but I can’t feel my arms and legs?” I asked, inquisitively.

“That was just a choice I made. I didn’t want your limbs moving around while I tried to clean them, nor did I wish to wake you while I did so.”

“I see. So… you could actually easily incapacitate me.” I bit my lip as Elandris’ soapy hands glided over my naked body. It had been quite some time since I had felt another persons’ touch… even if that person wasn’t technically a person.

Elandris let out a shrill, surprisingly improper, giggle. “I suppose I could, mistress. But besides the fact that genies aren’t allowed to harm their masters, you wished for me to care for you. So care I shall, to the best of my abilities.”

“And your abilities include… this weird body horror stuff?” I asked.

“Body horror? I am not familiar with the term.”

“Taking me to pieces like this. It’s not exactly normal.” I carefully mentioned.

“Oh! Sure. Genie magic is quite capable of bending the bodies of you mortals.” Elandris laughed. “You are like playthings to us.”

“Sure am glad for the whole ‘no harm’ policy…” I muttered.

“Worry not, mistress.” Elandris smiled warmly at me, as she pet my head. “No harm shall befall you while you are under my care. And as for why I would use this sort of magic… I find it entertaining, do you not?”

I thought for a moment about my current predicament. I had literally been taken apart like a toy. Most of my face was no longer on my head, and I couldn’t even feel my disembodied limbs. I giggled. “Entertaining is a word for it. I’ve never been quite so… disarmed before.” I giggled madly at my own terrible pun.

Elandris giggled too, much to my relief.

“One more question. Weren’t you all like… gaseous and translucent before?” I asked, curiously.

“Ah, yes. That’s the usual… appearance, of sort, for us genies. But I figured if I was going to be materialized and by your side most of the time, I should take on a more ‘normal’ appearance.” She answered.

“Ah.” was the only reply that came to mind.

“All clean.” Elandris announced. She pulled my body out of the water, and began drying me with a towel. It was warm and clean, and felt freshly laundered, which surprised me, since I’m reasonably sure I didn’t have any clean towels left, much less fresh ones. I had forgotten how nice a fresh, warm, towel felt. “I can see why you would want magical care. I took the liberty of familiarizing myself with your living quarters. You have quite the messy lifestyle, don’t you?”

I blushed. It was more than a little embarrassing, but my apartment was pretty much a pigsty. “Yeah… a little.” I looked up at her. Her gaze was not accusatory, merely accepting. I looked away nonetheless. I managed to catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror when she propped me up to dry my bottom. I looked… bizarre. My head was devoid of features save my eyes. My nose and mouth were simply… gone, with nothing but blank skin remaining on my face.

“That’s okay. I’ll have it cleaned up by the time you get back from work today.” Elandris smiled warmly at me again. My cheeks burned red. “Oh. Are you coming down with a sickness?” Elandris seemed alarmed.

“No, no, I’m just… embarrassed. I’ve never had someone do all this for me before.” I blushed. “Thank you.” I whispered quietly, biting my lip. It was… nice. And strangely intimate.

“I see.” Elandris mused. “You do not have to worry about me. I am but a simple servant.”

“Oh. I see.” I cast my gaze downwards, only to find my oddly abbreviated body. Elandris picked me up and carried me to the bed, where my disembodied limbs lay. She lay me down beside them, and I watched curiously as she pressed the stumps of my right shoulder together.

As she did so, the flesh of my shoulder seemed to meld into itself. The sensation was… warm, and generally pleasant. Within moments, my right arm was functional once more. I flexed my fingers experimentally, and brought it up in front of my face. I started to say something, then realized my mouth was still in the bathroom.

Elandris mouthed something inaudible to me and left the room. I was startled that she would leave me like this, but soon I heard her footsteps. She had walked back to the bathroom. “I’m just collecting your other parts.” I felt her pick up my mouth. “Would you mind reattaching the rest of your limbs yourself?”

“I can do that?” I asked quizzically.

“Well, ordinarily, no, but I’ve made it so you can, for now.” Elandris mused, “Just press the limb into place like I did, and you’ll be fine.”

As I felt Elandris go about picking up the various pieces of my face from the bathroom, I poked my disembodied left arm curiously. It did not respond. I picked it up in my right. It was limp and acted lifeless, yet, it still felt warm and alive. Curious. I made sure to line up the shoulder correctly, and tried to press it into place. I was greeted with the same pleasurable sensation that I just had from reattaching my other arm. I bit my lip not to moan. How was it that this would be pleasurable? More genie magic? I flexed my left arm.

Then, I remembered something I had wanted to do. I brought my hands up to feel my face, or the absence thereof. My fingers found smooth, blank skin where my mouth and nose were supposed to be. It felt strange. The skin felt just like my own, like it had always been there. I glanced down at my hips, where my missing legs left my crotch as the lowest point of body. I felt the side of my hips, where my legs would usually be, and found the same smooth, blank skin. It was good to know that there wasn’t any exposed gore, or anything.

I picked up my left leg and examined it. The place where it would normally have joined to my hips was similarly covered in soft blank skin. Experimentally, I pressed it against the right side of my hip. Nothing happened.

At that moment, Elandris re-entered my bedroom. She eyed me quizzically. “Do you want to switch your legs that way? I could arrange that for you.”

I dropped my leg defensively. “No, no, I was just… curious. Experimental curiosity, you know?” I shook my head.

“I see.” Elandris giggled. “Well, if you change your mind, let me know.” Elandris gently placed the bits of my face on my pillow. “Should I leave you to finish putting yourself together?”

“Um… sure. This is certainly a new experience.” I said, half muttering, as I picked up my leg again, and pressed it into place. The same pleasurable sensation of melding flesh swept through my leg, and I let out a soft, inadvertent moan. Elandris giggled again.

“Er… so, Elandris. Is there any particular reason why reconnecting my parts is so… pleasurable?” I bit my lip, as I reattached my other leg. I blushed.

“Well, it would hardly be fun if it were painful, now would it?” Elandris teased, “That’s just how the magic works, mistress.”

I stood up on my newly reconnected legs. I was expecting it to feel shaky, but I didn’t have any problems. I stamped my foot experimentally. Everything felt normal. I stretched, glad to have my limbs back in place. I looked down at the pillow where my ears, nose, and mouth lay. I picked up my mouth and examined it. It appeared to be a flat piece of skin from behind, but on the front side, my lips jutted out.

I stuck my tongue out at myself, and giggled a little. Watching my own disembodied mouth was funny. I opened my mouth, and was easily able to see down my own throat. I stuck a finger in my mouth experimentally, wondering if it would come out the other side. It did not, and I could still feel my finger in my mouth.

Elandris watched on in amusement. I blushed, and took my finger out, stepping over to my vanity mirror to make sure I placed my mouth on correctly. Being reasonably sure this was the right spot, I pressed my mouth to my face, and it fused into place. The reconnecting feeling was much milder than before. I guessed it had to do with the reattached part being so small. I stretched my mouth open.

“Fascinating.” I murmured to myself. I could barely hear it though, as my ears were all the way over by my pillow. I picked those up, and after checking to make sure I had the right ones on the right sides, stuck them back in place at the sides of my head. I picked up my nose, stealing a glance at Elandris. Right before sticking it on, I flipped it upside-down. To my surprise, it fused to my face, upside-down.

I stared at my reflection in shock, and my upside-down nose. I whirled around to face Elandris, who was clearly struggling to stifle a laugh. “Elandris!”

“Yes, mistress?” she giggled.

“I thought you said I could only put them on the right way?” I exclaimed in horror.

“Well, you seemed to want to experiment, so I allowed you to.” Elandris giggled, walking up to me. “Don’t worry, it’s easily fixed.” She grabbed ahold of my nose and twisted it downwards.

I recoiled back from the sudden action, but looking in the mirror, I could see my nose was back in its’ proper place. I breathed a sigh of relief. “Alright, then. Sorry for panicking.”

“The magic is very flexible.” Elandris continued. “Now, would you like to get dressed before breakfast?”

“Uhh. Yes. But I really need to be heading off to work. I don’t think I have time for breakfast.” I muttered, wandering over to my wardrobe and lazily picking out an outfit.

“That’s okay.” Elandris eyed me appraisingly. “We’ll have a talk about your fashion sense when you get back. And I’ll figure out a solution for breakfast tomorrow.”

I rolled my eyes. “Alright. Thank you.” I started to head out the door of my bedroom.

“Wait, just a moment if you would.” Elandris started to chase after me.

“What is it?” I asked, turning to face her.

“Your um… what do you call them… Your nipples are showing through your clothing.” Elandris pointed at my breasts.

I looked down, and blushed, embarrassed. She was right. I tried to adjust my bra.

“Would you like for me to take care of that for you?” Elandris asked, almost cautiously.

“Um… I suppose?” I was curious as to how exactly she planned to take care of that.

To my surprise, Elandris quickly slipped her hand down the front of my shirt, into a bra cup, and rubbed against my nipple briefly, before repeating the process with my other breast. “There we go.” She smiled.

I looked down, and surely enough, my nipples were no longer showing. “What did you do?”

“I removed your nipples.” Elandris said. My eyes widened.

“Removed? Like you did earlier? Can I see them?” I goggled. I didn’t think my nipples could be… well, then again, she managed to peel off my mouth…

“No, I didn’t detach them, like with your limbs. They are simply gone. Temporarily, of course.”

“Of course.” I parroted, confused. I slipped a hand into my bra and traced the front of my breast. Sure enough, my nipple was missing, leaving nothing but smooth skin. The same was true of my other breast. “I… um. Thanks.” I would have time to ask questions later. I didn’t want to be late for work. I grabbed my backpack and headed out the front door.

Elandris simply stood behind me and waved me off. “Have a good day, mistress.”