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After the smoke subsided, you saw yourself laying on the table stomach-down wearing a strapless white swimsuit. You checked yourself out for a while before being greeted by a bucketful of warm water. You then felt somebody undo your top.
"Hey! What'd you do that f--" you snapped, but stopped upon seeing the bather warming a bag, "Woah..."
He had short curled boots and pointed ears, like Smoker's. However, his pants only reached his knees and his cheeks were speckled. Atop his ebony-locked head was a crown of bright red beads linking a pair of silver-lined aquamarines. His cuffs, like his lamp, were gold with patches of fire tarnishing.
"I see the master brought you into his palace." he pointed out, closing the bag and heading towards you.
"I know. This place is absolutely beautiful." you replied, laying back down.
He then squeezed out the bag, covering your back with suds. The soap smelled incredibly fragrant, like the most exotic flowers. He then began to scrub you down and you could tell that the glove he used was heated.
You sighed as he rubbed down your shoulders and back. The warmth, the scent of the soap, it was like a dream! Until... He passed out on your legs and you heard him snoring. Your bather fell asleep!
"Really, pal?" you thought before chuckling aloud.
"We'll take over." a deep voice told you as the weight of your passed-out bather was off your legs.
You then felt a blob and a pair of hands going through your hair. The shampoo smelled just as fragrant.
You then felt another pair of hands kneading and scrubbing your body the rest of the way.
"Gotch--ohhhh, yeah..." you confirmed but moaned as your masseur found a very tight spot on your back.
"You're very tight here." he pointed out as he firmly rubbed your shoulders.
He undid every knot you had on your body, you were basically on a massage high.
"Can you flip over? I got to get your front too." he requested and retied your top.
You turned around on the table and got a better look at the guy who was pampering you. He was tan and muscular, his hair short and green like a fresh cut lawn. His boots were curled and ears pointed like Smoker's. His cuffs were silver too, but his were adorned with gems of red, white and black. He also had a scar down his eye, his pants matching his boots. He also had a green robe that hung on the wall, so his sculpted torso and arms were in view
The one washing your hair also had black hair and short pants, but he looked younger than your bather. His shoes were more like sandals and had a gold hat that had rubies on its brim.
You sighed as they worked on you, spoiling you as if you were royalty. By the time your masseur was finished and retied your top, you were just a mound of suds.
Your previous bather yawned and asked his fellow servant, "What happened?"
"You fell asleep on the master's visitor, so I took over." the green-haired one explained as he helped you up.
The three then guided you to the pedal-laced bath. Your eyes were closed since you still had soap on your body. Your bather heated the water with a small flame and you stepped in. It felt so good, it was like a hot tub! The servants continued their jobs.
"You know, Smoker never told me your names. Why don't you introduce yourselves?" you asked as your masseur kneaded your biceps.
"I'm Ace and the other two are Zoro and my brother Luffy." one of them introduced as he cleaned your free arm.
You sighed softly at what was going on. These three cleaning and taking care of you; it was like your own little harem! Ace led you to the steps of the pool and helped you out.
"After you, miss." he insisted as he got you under the waterfall.
You tightly closed your eyes, expecting it to batter and bruise your face than get shampoo out your hair. However, the impact was soft like a regular shower. You loosened your lids and enjoyed the gentle spray. Once you were soap-free, somebody helped you getting out of the fall, but it didn't feel like Ace grabbing your hand. His was like a firm grab; this was delicate, as if a gentleman was holding it. You really couldn't see who it was since you wanted to avoid getting any lingering soap in your eyes.
Your mysterious attendant guided you into another room and sat you onto something soft and fluffy. You felt your hair being dried and a cloth land on your hand. After you dried your eyes, you saw several pillows and a blue veil in the room.
"Who dried my hair then if there's no one here?" You wondered aloud since you swore someone was doing it.
"That was me, my dear." a voice answered, the veil squirming towards you.
You jumped upon hearing the reply and saw it arise from the ground. You saw a pair of curled flats and a peek of dark blue pants emerge from it and then... FWOOSH! Smoker's last servant unveiled himself in front of you!
By god, he was dreamy! Along with the shoes and pants, he also had a blue vest embroidered with gold swirls. His cuffs looked like they were made of the purest gold. His hair was a gold-yellow shade and his face had a bit of facial hair. He had a peculiar brow, but it didn't matter. Around his waist was a black hip scarf, adorned with gold coins that jingled as he moved.
He magically braided your hair until it reached the small of your back. He then used the veil to transform your swimsuit into a dancer's outfit.
"I'm so jealous of the master right now. You're like my own wish come true!" he complimented with hearts in his eyes.
"Okay. Calm down, dust devil." the green-haired djinn butted in, standing in the doorway.
"Like you had any luck with ladies, crappy ifrit!" he snapped back at him.
As you watched the two bicker, you kindly walked away and looked for a mirror to check yourself out. When you did find one, did you look beautiful! It was (favorite color) lined with white and some gold coins under your chest. Around your waist was a (second fave color) belt draped over your hip and the same coins dangling from it. From head to toe, you had jewelry that matched the ensemble perfectly. You weren't into showing your midrift, but you were so much in love with the costume. To top it off, your braid was sectioned with three gold bands, decorated with the same jewels.
You were curious and as you swished your hips, they jingled. You began to show off many shimmies and shakes, the tinkling of the coins like music to your ears. As you danced, you failed to notice a pale genie dressed in gray behind you.
"How were my servants, (Name)?" he asked, leaning on the doorway.
"They were incredible! Could it be possible if... my friends had them?" you ask him, your mind still blown from how much his servants treated you.
"Sure, take them. Whatever." he confirmed, but inquired, "Wait. Is that your second wish, master?"
With a sigh, you confirmed and with the same cloud of smoke, he sent them off.
"You got one wish left." he reminded you, beckoning you to follow him.

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After the smoke subsided, you saw yourself laying on the table stomach-down wearing a strapless white swimsuit. You checked yourself out for a while before being greeted by a bucketful of warm water. You then felt somebody undo your top.
"Hey! What'd you do that f--" you snapped, but stopped upon seeing the bather warming a bag, "Woah..."
He had short curled boots and pointed ears, like Smoker's. However, his pants only reached his knees and his cheeks were speckled. Atop his ebony-locked head was a crown of bright red beads linking a pair of silver-lined aquamarines. His cuffs, like his lamp, were gold with patches of fire tarnishing.
"I see the master brought you into his palace." he pointed out, closing the bag and heading towards you.
"I know. This place is absolutely beautiful." you replied, laying back down.
He then squeezed out the bag, covering your back with suds. The soap smelled incredibly fragrant, like the most exotic flowers. He then began to scrub you down and you could tell that the glove he used was heated.
You sighed as he rubbed down your shoulders and back. The warmth, the scent of the soap, it was like a dream! Until... He passed out on your legs and you heard him snoring. Your bather fell asleep!
"Really, pal?" you thought before chuckling aloud.
"We'll take over." a deep voice told you as the weight of your passed-out bather was off your legs.
You then felt a blob and a pair of hands going through your hair. The shampoo smelled just as fragrant.
You then felt another pair of hands kneading and scrubbing your body the rest of the way.
"Gotch--ohhhh, yeah..." you confirmed but moaned as your masseur found a very tight spot on your back.
"You're very tight here." he pointed out as he firmly rubbed your shoulders.
He undid every knot you had on your body, you were basically on a massage high.
"Can you flip over? I got to get your front too." he requested and retied your top.
You turned around on the table and got a better look at the guy who was pampering you. He was tan and muscular, his hair short and green like a fresh cut lawn. His boots were curled and ears pointed like Smoker's. His cuffs were silver too, but his were adorned with gems of red, white and black. He also had a scar down his eye, his pants matching his boots. He also had a green robe that hung on the wall, so his sculpted torso and arms were in view
The one washing your hair also had black hair and short pants, but he looked younger than your bather. His shoes were more like sandals and had a gold hat that had rubies on its brim.
You sighed as they worked on you, spoiling you as if you were royalty. By the time your masseur was finished and retied your top, you were just a mound of suds.
Your previous bather yawned and asked his fellow servant, "What happened?"
"You fell asleep on the master's visitor, so I took over." the green-haired one explained as he helped you up.
The three then guided you to the pedal-laced bath. Your eyes were closed since you still had soap on your body. Your bather heated the water with a small flame and you stepped in. It felt so good, it was like a hot tub! The servants continued their jobs.
"You know, Smoker never told me your names. Why don't you introduce yourselves?" you asked as your masseur kneaded your biceps.
"I'm Ace and the other two are Zoro and my brother Luffy." one of them introduced as he cleaned your free arm.
You sighed softly at what was going on. These three cleaning and taking care of you; it was like your own little harem! Ace led you to the steps of the pool and helped you out.
"After you, miss." he insisted as he got you under the waterfall.
You tightly closed your eyes, expecting it to batter and bruise your face than get shampoo out your hair. However, the impact was soft like a regular shower. You loosened your lids and enjoyed the gentle spray. Once you were soap-free, somebody helped you getting out of the fall, but it didn't feel like Ace grabbing your hand. His was like a firm grab; this was delicate, as if a gentleman was holding it. You really couldn't see who it was since you wanted to avoid getting any lingering soap in your eyes.
Your mysterious attendant guided you into another room and sat you onto something soft and fluffy. You felt your hair being dried and a cloth land on your hand. After you dried your eyes, you saw several pillows and a blue veil in the room.
"Who dried my hair then if there's no one here?" You wondered aloud since you swore someone was doing it.
"That was me, my dear." a voice answered, the veil squirming towards you.
You jumped upon hearing the reply and saw it arise from the ground. You saw a pair of curled flats and a peek of dark blue pants emerge from it and then... FWOOSH! Smoker's last servant unveiled himself in front of you!
By god, he was dreamy! Along with the shoes and pants, he also had a blue vest embroidered with gold swirls. His cuffs looked like they were made of the purest gold. His hair was a gold-yellow shade and his face had a bit of facial hair. He had a peculiar brow, but it didn't matter. Around his waist was a black hip scarf, adorned with gold coins that jingled as he moved.
He magically braided your hair until it reached the small of your back. He then used the veil to transform your swimsuit into a dancer's outfit.
"I'm so jealous of the master right now. You're like my own wish come true!" he complimented with hearts in his eyes.
"Okay. Calm down, dust devil." the green-haired djinn butted in, standing in the doorway.
"Like you had any luck with ladies, crappy ifrit!" he snapped back at him.
As you watched the two bicker, you kindly walked away and looked for a mirror to check yourself out. When you did find one, did you look beautiful! It was (favorite color) lined with white and some gold coins under your chest. Around your waist was a (second fave color) belt draped over your hip and the same coins dangling from it. From head to toe, you had jewelry that matched the ensemble perfectly. You weren't into showing your midrift, but you were so much in love with the costume. To top it off, your braid was sectioned with three gold bands, decorated with the same jewels.
You were curious and as you swished your hips, they jingled. You began to show off many shimmies and shakes, the tinkling of the coins like music to your ears. As you danced, you failed to notice a pale genie dressed in gray behind you.
"How were my servants, (Name)?" he asked, leaning on the doorway.
"They were incredible! Could it be possible if... my friends had them?" you ask him, your mind still blown from how much his servants treated you.
"Sure, take them. Whatever." he confirmed, but inquired, "Wait. Is that your second wish, master?"
With a sigh, you confirmed and with the same cloud of smoke, he sent them off.
"You got one wish left." he reminded you, beckoning you to follow him.