🍼 Bottled Boy
Part 6
I've finished the first pic, the rest of the series are unpolished 3d renders so may be lower quality.
Ancient Egyptian prince Andremede finds a genie bottle on his travel through the desert...Reading Time: about 4-6 minutes
Ancient Egyptian prince Andremede finds a genie bottle on his travel through the desert. Impressed by the genie's sexy look he mutters to himself
Andremede: "Wow, I wish I had a body like that!"
Genie: "Your wish is my command, young prince!"
Andremede: "Hey! Wait, I meant the muscles, not the dark skin!"
Genie: "Your wish is my command, young prince!"
Andremede: "No wait, on a second thought, the dark skin actually looked better..."
Genie: "Your wish is my command, young prince! And I shall take my leave as your three wishes have been fulfilled..."
Andremede: "Wait whut?! Stop, you trickster!! Hmm... Hmm... But this is not bad at all. I'm oddly aroused by the new look. Damn! This body looks like fun, I have to show it to Jason! I bet he'll get face-slapped by his own cock when he sees my new body!"
(back in Jason and Andremede's tent)
Jason: "Holy Bastet, what happened with your skin?!"
Andremede: "What happened with YOUR skin!?"
Jason: "Oh I ran into a genie!"
Andremede: "Wait, whut? Me too!"
Jason: "What, seriously?"
Andremede: "Yeah! Those genies have a mating season or something?"
Jason: "LOL! I dunno! What did yours look like, maybe it's the same I met?"
Andremede: "Super hot! I was like maaan, wish I had a bod like that and the next second I got it!! And he's like, young prince, your wish is my command! But I meant the muscles, not the dark skin! He's like, yeah, whatever, have it your way. I was like, no wait, change it back! He rolled his eyes and was like oh-kay but you ran out of wishes, bu-hu. So this is what I got... what you got?"
Jason: "Oh! Check it out!"
Jason put his hands on the sides of his waist and squeezed it so much that his fingers touch and intertwined.
Andremede: "Wow, that's really hot too! You always wanted to have a wasped waist, didn't you?"
Jason: "Actually my whole body is like that!"
Andremede: "Wait, what?"
Jason: "Yeah, I saw that genie and was like, dude, how did you just squeeze out of that bottle, I wish I could do that!! And he's like, then it shall be my command, milord! I'm like, no no I don't want to be made of smoke, damn it! He's like, of course not, milord, and that be your second wish... I'm like WTF, no, don't just unroll everything, can't you make me bendy like hot caramel or something? If that's your final wish, milord! And then he ran away because I ran out of wishes and I ran straight to our tent to give it a test!"
Andremede: "Argh! I wish I had asked for some flexibility, I was too distracted by that sexy body... I feel so dumb now..."
Jason: "Well, you can enjoy mine for now!"
Andremede: "It's not the same... But I suppose, for now..."
Jason: "Come on! Let's give your new muscles a test! I bet you couldn't push me inside that reinforced glass bottle over there!"
Andremede: "Where did that come from??"
Jason: "One of the traders in our caravan was selling them. What a coincidence, right? This one was just... ideal!"
Andremede: "I don't think you can fit inside that one."
Jason: "I don't think you have the strength to make me?"
Andremede: "What! My arms are thicker than your legs!"
Jason: "And my bones are softer than your cock!"
Andremede: "What! It's harder than yours! You little... Wait, I will catch you!!"
Jason: "Hahaha! Punch me, kick me, spank me, fist me, just don't squeeze me inside that bottle!"
Andremede: "Then that's exactly what I'm gonna do!"
Jason: "What, the bottle?"
Andremede: "All of it!!"
Jason: "Yay!! Andremede-Chocolade versus Jason-Caramelson... 3... 2... 1... FOLD!"
Andremede: "I thought you were eighteen, not eight! But that doesn't mean I'm not going to punish you!"
Jason: "I doubt an eight years old could squeeze into that bottle! But can I do that? Let's fold in to find out!"
Andremede: "Fold in? Don't make me laugh, you can never fit through that tiny bottleneck folded!"
Jason: "Wait, what? That's a great idea!!"
Andremede: "Hmm, okay, now even I am interested."
Jason: "Let's try it immediately!!!"
Andremede: "Fine!"
still crazy good art-work Imo.
❤❤❤
-tbj
Contortion enterology is so hot. You are amazing for creating this, and every other unbelievably hot thing here, Yuni! 😍 -CrysPepsi
In the celestial courts of the gods, where the very fabric of reality was being woven, before they had set the pendulum of time into motion, a council of deities convened. The golden light of Ra bathed the chamber, his presence a radiant embodiment of order and life. Arrayed around him were his allies, Horus with his falcon’s gaze, wise Thoth with his scrolls, and others, each a pillar of the cosmic order.
Into this assembly slithered Apophis, the embodiment of chaos, his form a shifting shadow, eyes gleaming with dark intent.
“Great Ra, Bearers of the cosmos,” he hissed, “I desire also the creation of a Vessel, one that holds within it a riddle so profound, its solution shall herald the end of your Creation.”
A murmur rippled through the divine gathering. Ra, unflinching, regarded Apophis with a gaze as piercing as the midday sun. “Apophis, your schemes reek of malice. Why should we permit such a creation?”
“Because,” Apophis replied, a smirk playing across his serpentine face, “the riddle I devise will be unsolvable, an enigma beyond the ken of gods and mortals alike.”
Horus, fierce and unyielding, challenged, “You underestimate the wisdom bestowed upon Creation. No riddle is beyond resolution.”
Thoth, ever the scholar, pondered the proposition. “Perhaps there is merit in allowing this. As the riddle is unsolvable, the vessel poses no threat. Instead, it becomes a testament to the limits of Apophis’s own cunning.”
Ra, after a moment of contemplative silence, decreed, “Let it be so. Craft your vessel, Apophis. Distract us no more from our righteous tasks of creation.”
Apophis, with a malicious glint in his eyes, bowed his elevated head mockingly. “Very well, Sun King. The Vessel shall be made, and its riddle shall be the mortal birth but in reverse. If any shall pass within still living, it shall not be their death, nor their unbirth, but greater it shall make unborn all of your craft of this Creation!”
As Apophis slithered away, vanishing into the shadow from whence he came, Ra turned to his brethren. “Let him have his folly. In our wisdom and unity, we shall always rise above his discord.”
Thoth, scribe of the gods, inscribed the decree in his great scroll, a record of the celestial wager. “The vessel shall stand as a reminder,” he mused, “of the line that separates our divine foresight from Apophis’s destructive ambition.”
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