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Published: 2023-04-07 17:07:12 +0000 UTC; Views: 24658; Favourites: 82; Downloads: 11
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Let me present to all of you to Layla, my OC and the mascot of my account.While this is not the first story with her, it's the first time she has a story with a drawing. In this case I went with my friend Ganstargab and asked her to draw her. Just like it was expected, she did a marvelous job.
At the same, I wanted to work on a tale that would be a good introduction to the character iself. I got an idea, and thanks to the permission and help of my friend Chum03 a tale was completed. One where the cheerful goth gal meets a cheerful genie.
If you want a drawing by Gabi, she is open for commissions. Believe me, you won't be dissapointed by her work. twitter.com/GangstarGab/status…
If you also want to support the work of Chum, here's his Ko-Fi. ko-fi.com/chum0909
Finally, I'm also open for commissions if someone wants a story.
I also opened a Patreon, where there will be more stories and polls. patreon.com/Mindtasker
Interested to know what would happen to Layla? Ready the story down below.
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Sweet Genie
It was the end of another nice Friday night.
Layla and her best friend Charlie finished their last midterm and wanted to celebrate their accomplishment. As it was Friday, the day where the pair of friends would reunite after class to enjoy the start of the weekend, they did their usual things. From going to their usual game places to see the latest releases to visiting some of the best restaurants that were in the city. After Charlie picked up a game he ordered a few days ago, Layla spotted a bakery that just opened a while ago.
Called the M&C Bakery, the store prepared all kinds of sweets, from brownies to even a special green candy. The thing that caught the attention of the cheerful goth was a blueberry and chocolate cake. The two bakers in charge told her it was a new recipe, one that was very sweet. Eager to get it, Layla bought a small cake, one that was supposed to be for her and Charlie, but after her friend was called to check a project he was working on, he had to leave.
Layla understood the issue of her friend, even wishing him luck on his projects before paying for the cake. After parting ways, Layla went back to her apartment and cut a piece of the sweet cake. “I hope you taste as good as you look,” Layla said before doing a light chuckle. Just before she could take one bite from the sweet cake, the goth gal was distracted by a sound. Hearing it closer, Layla noticed that the sound in question was a girl giggling.
The goth gal checked her phone, thinking that was where the sound was coming from. After that, she went back in her attempts at trying that sweet cake, but once again Layla was interrupted by the giggles, this time the sound being louder than before. Once again, the cheerful goth looked around her apartment, she even looked at the hall and outside from her window, but she still couldn't find where or who was making that sound.
“It’s just my mind, that’s what it is. Better to ignore that and to concentrate on what 's important. The cake!” Layla said to herself, trying to concentrate on what was important at the moment, which was enjoying the sweet cake she bought. Just as she was close to discovering how it tasted, the cheerful goth was once again distracted by the giggles. Before Layla could get up and search for the place of origin of the sound, she was distracted by something else as the cake started to glow.
With the girly giggles around her apartment and the strange change of the cake, Layla decided to see the rest of the cake, thinking that might answer all of her questions. Since the cake was in her fridge, the goth gal quickly opened the door, but she discovered that pink smoke started to come out of it, surrounding the apartment. Layla started to panic, but just before she could ask herself what was happening, she noticed a figure was coming out from the smoke, one that had a human body and…a tail?
Even though her preferences were always dark things like demons, monsters, all those dark creatures from gothic literature, Layla knew what the creature that came from the smoke was: a genie. The only explanation from her presence was that she was in the cake she bought, something very strange as genies normally came in lamps. Being so surprised by what was happening, the goth gal remained silent as the genie finally came to her presence.
“Ohh, brrr! I was having such a sweet dream! That’s the last time I shrink myself to enjoy a dessert,” the beautiful genie said. She had light brown hair, fair skin, a pink top that was of the same shade of her tail and light blue eyes. As the genie finished stretching, she looked around before seeing the surprised goth gal that was in front of her. It was obvious what was happening, her whole entrance scared her. Feeling bad for this, the pretty genie came closer to Layla. “Oh, Oh! I am so sorry for coming out like that! Please, forgive me, it wasn’t my intention. Just…you know, hours after being in an uncomfortable position, and in a cold place…you know, it isn’t a nice thing. You understand that, right?...”
As the genie explained, talking about her situation in a cheerful tone, Layla continued to admire her. While not her usual style, being someone that preferred dark colors, the goth gal liked the style of the genie. Yes, she was a goth, someone who people expected to be grim and serious, but Layla was far from that. She was nice and cheerful, someone who liked to say nice things about others and was open to learning more.
In this case, she was glad to meet this genie, happy to get the chance of meeting a creature that she believed only existed in tales and drawings of artists she liked. While it was obvious what she was, the cheerful goth still wanted to be sure that this was real and not an invention of her mind. “Sorry for the question, but…are you…a genie?”
“Of course I am! I’m Alma, nice to meet you!”Alma said while giggling. Upon learning the news, Layla smiled, having a completely different idea about what was happening. This wasn’t a bad thing or something to be scared about. Instead, she was glad to meet this magical creature. Seeing that the goth gal had a different reaction from her usual masters the pretty genie came closer to her. “Wait, I forgot something. Didn’t ask what your name was. What should I call you?Please, tell me!”
After presenting herself, the two gals started to talk, once again being something different from her usual encounters. Alma wanted to learn more about Layla, who she was and what she liked to do. The genie and goth gal talked for a while, finding each other interesting and complementing their respective styles, also liking the fact that both have shiny blue eyes.
It wasn’t the first time Alma met a human, in her lifetime she had multiple encounters with people that wanted to get some wishes, and that she helped indirectly with what they truly desired. In this case, the pretty genie felt that she needed to give Layla a special treatment, something that was different from those other encounters. The cheerful goth was very interested in her, and wanted to be friends with her. Thinking about something that she would enjoy, Alma remembered the cake that Layla bought from the bakery. “Say, I noticed you cut a piece of cake. How was it? It was sweet? Nice? Outstanding? Please tell me, don’t leave me hanging.”
“The cake? Oh, I haven’t tasted it yet,” upon hearing that, Alma snapped her fingers, transporting both of them into the living room, right where the couch was. Layla chuckled, surprised about the powers of the magical being that was now her friend. She was also glad that she finally got a chance of eating the sweet dessert. “Well, here I go.”
Layla took one spoonful of the cake and after finally getting to know how it tasted, she loved it. Her eyes were shining as she quickly went from another spoonful. Layla didn’t know how to describe its flavor. It was chocolate and blueberries, two things that she tasted before. There wasn’t anything new about them, but the combination of flavors was something outstanding. “Are you enjoying it?” the cheerful goth didn’t reply to the question of Alma. She was so concentrated on eating her sweet dessert that she didn’t hear the question…nor noticed one change that was happening around her body.
The lower part of her dress was becoming longer to the point of covering her legs and boots. There was an explanation on what was happening, during their conversation, after being taken by the words of the cheerful goth, Alma decided to give her the opportunity of a lifetime and turn her into a genie. Since Layla was nice to her, she decided to do a different kind of transformation, one that would help her friend keep her memories and free will while also giving her the body and powers of a magical being like her.
She did it the moment both went back to the living room as she used her powers and turned the nice looking cake into a magical dessert, one that would turn the one who was eating it into a pretty genie. The transformation was a slow yet painless process, something that was actually quite nice.
“I know, I know, it’s such a sweet cake. While you enjoy it, are you interested in knowing what being a genie feels like?” The pink-tailed genie said while coming closer to Layla. This was a way to distract the goth gal from seeing her metamorphosis, a thing that Alma preferred to keep as a surprise until it was over.
Even without the details and stories she was talking about, Layla would be thinking about nothing else than the sweet cake that she was enjoying. She was listening to Alma since the things she mentioned were interesting, but apart from that, the cheerful goth ignored the rest, especially the changes that were happening around her body. It was such that Layla didn’t notice that her dress was cut in two pieces, the lower part that covered her legs and boots and the top that shorten itself until it covered only her chest.
“Some have this idea that genies are the servants, but in reality we have free will. We could do whatever we please!...Well, kinda, a friend of mine usually tells me to control myself, BUT…I usually do what I think it’s correct, for me…and for my friends!“ the revelation of Alma, made Layla stop eating, finding that idea so captivating. A genie that didn’t need a master? That was new, something that never crossed her mind. The cheerful genie even came closer, as a way of distracting her from looking at her body and to continue with her explanation.
To add a more enjoyable feeling around the transformation, Alma enrolled her own pink tail into the legs of Layla, which at that point were slowly being turned into a beautiful black-colored tail. While the cheerful goth was still distracted, she felt this enjoyable feeling around her legs, something that could only be described as the most relaxing massage she ever experienced.
After eating the last piece of cake, the transformation was on its last part as the legs of Layla dispersed themselves until they were replaced by a genie tale. Alma looked down before chuckling, loving to see that once again she did a good job. Now that was over, the pink genie stopped coiling the legs of her friend before moving back. “And that 's that!...I know, it’s so nice. I would tell you more, but I don’t want to bore you with another explanation. Instead of that, I have a surprise for you! Why don't you tell me what being a genie feels like?!
At first, Layla was confused about the words of Alma. It wasn’t until the goth gal saw herself that she finally understood what she was talking about as her legs were replaced by a black colored tail. Layla stood, or in this case, floated, seeing her body with a confused expression. She was so concentrated on enjoying the cake and hearing the things that her friends were telling her that the goth gal didn’t notice all those changes.
“I…am I…a genie?” Layla asked while looking at her new body. The expression of Alma went from cheerful to worried, having second thoughts about what she did. Yes, she was used to turning other people into genies and other things like mermaids or plants,she always had that she’d get a positive reaction, but Layla’s made her doubt herself and worry. Just as she was ready to apologize profoundly about what she did, Layla looked at her while smiling. “This is…great!”
Just as the goth genie finished her sentence, she jumped closer to Alma and hugged her tightly. Alma felt relief, overjoyed that her new friend wasn’t angry about this, on the contrary, she was loving it. Layla continued to admire her new body for a while, loving that her tail was of her favorite color. “There will be more? Please, tell me there’s more. You know, things like having my own bottle and granting wishes.”
“Yeah! Just wait, pretty Layla! Tomorrow we will go back to the bakery, I’ll show you the bottle where I reside. Oh! I could even present you to Zhela! We will have such a good time tomorrow!” Alma announced as the two continued to jump in the air, excited about the things they were going to do now that both were genies. It was a good time, something to be happy about. To celebrate, the two pretty genies decided to eat another piece of the delicious cake, something that they considered the best way to celebrate.
Meanwhile, inside a silver bottle that was in the bakery, the resident genie stirs awake. “Ugh, why do I have this feeling that the pink one did something REALLY annoying today?” Knowing Alma for centuries, Zhela was used to her associate doing strange things, it was such that at that point she had some sort of sixth sense that would let her know Alma did an Alma thing.
Not thinking much about it, Zhela went back to sleep, deciding to prepare herself mentally until the pink genie came back with whatever she did. Leaving her bottle to see other people around the city was something that she was used to seeing Alma do, but part of her mind had this feeling that her worst nightmare was becoming reality.
Tomorrow, she was going to discover that the new friend of Alma was a cheerful genie like her.























