ABCs, Alphabet Mini Stories 2025

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W – Wishes

Three Wishes

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by EbaandIna

Iasha sighed, the mule deer genie rising from within her lamp. Long flowing organza and silk covered her body, wearing what was colloquially known outsider her culture as “harem pants” and a bandeau wrap-around top that covered her breasts. She was slim, but her chest was full with wide hips that allowed her to feel like she was sitting comfortably in her future, in her own skin.

Yet Iasha didn’t anticipate emerging into the room of a blue-furred fox with antlers. They seemed too large for his head and he appeared to be picking up his head with difficulty, holding her lamp between both of his paws while she floated up, her arms folded.

Iasha took a deep breath, taking form as her cloven hooves gently set down on the carpet. The bedroom would have been interesting for her, with small models and artwork set on the walls and on shelves around the room, but the mule deer expected the fox-deer’s wishes would be just the same as everyone else’s had been. They always were.

Wasn’t anyone creative anymore?

“Thank you for rubbing my lamp and releasing me, master,” she said, though she did her best to stop the bored note from creeping into her tone once again. “How may I assist you? You have three wishes I may grant you. What will the first one be?”

She could have added in an extra “master,” but Iasha though that more than sufficient. The fox-deer rubbed the back of his head, around the base of his antlers, and she blinked at him curiously. He was a little slow on the uptake, wasn’t he?

“Uh… Hi?” He tried, working his jaw a couple of times before words emerged. “Are you… Are you a genie?”

Iasha nodded slowly.

“That’s right,” the mule deer said, trying to keep things simple. “I’m the genie of this lamp and you may have three wishes from me.”

She noted the fox-deer was only wearing a pair of boxers, though they were long enough to cover all they needed to modestly. He shifted his weight, eyes bright and a twitch in his tail.

“Okay… Wow… I mean… I wanted wishes, but this is amazing! Who are you? I mean… What is your name? That’s not a wish, I just want to be…you know, polite.”

Iasha almost smiled at that.

“Iasha. And yours?”

“Orien,” the fox-deer answered. “Um…”

She took a breath and kept a smile fixed on her face. It was probably going to be a silly or self-serving wish, but she almost couldn’t blame mortals for wanting such simple things. Their culture did so promote such things.

“I wish…” Orien dragged it out, taking his time, his stomach churning and tying itself all up into knots. “Please… I wish for you to be heavily fecund.”

She blinked, drawing back a little.

“Fertile?” She said without thinking, though she knew what the word meant. “That… Are you sure that is your wish?”

He nodded quickly, sitting on the edge of his bed with the lamp in his lap. His fingers curled around the edge of the mattress, sheets rumpling under his grip.

“Yes! Please,” he said quickly. “I’d… I’d love to see you like that.”

Iasha shrugged. Who was she to complain? With a flourish, she called on her powers, a pink glow slipping through the mule deer’s form, but the change with her powers came inside her that time. A gentle feeling of vibrancy resonated through her, the shift in her fertility noticeable, she was sure, only to her.

Yet Orien could not help leaning forward and licking his lips, vision growing slightly hazy as he took in her form.

“Whoa…” He breathed. “Iasha… You’re glowing.”

“Hm? I don’t see anything different.”

Heat rose to her cheeks and she brushed it away mentally.

“And your second wish…master?”

The mule deer had to be respectful, although something had changed between them already, even if she could not quite put it into words.

Orien bobbed his head, the words leaping to his lips more easily that time.

“I… Uh… I wish…” He rubbed the back of his neck, tipping his head back as something rose in his boxers, forcing them up into a light tent. “I wish to breed you… If that is okay?”

Iasha blinked.

“That is a most unusual wish,” she said, though thought she’d perhaps underestimated the fox-deer, Orien, just a little. “I suppose… If that is your wish, I cannot say I have any objections at all.”

She smiled, warming to him. It had been some time since she’d had a good romp; the life of a genie was a solitary one, after all. That was her lot in life and there was little Iasha was going to do to change that.

She let her powers swirl around her in a pink and purple haze, her clothing vanishing. Smiling at him, she sat in his lap on the bed, allowing her temporary master to do with her as he willed. Somehow, the mule deer didn’t think there was anything Orien was going to do that didn’t feel right to her. She was there to grant wishes, but, truthfully, she didn’t have to include herself in those. Who was going to complain about a genie not allowing them, after all, to have sex with them?

No, it was of her own will and volition as Orien put his paws on her hips and she used a little of her powers to make her body lighter, so he was better able to lay her back on the bed. She let her legs raise around him, though the fox-deer didn’t seem to notice she had conveniently rid him of his boxers too. It was just to make things easier as her heartbeat increased, feeling the intoxicating thud of it in her chest.

Orien moved slowly over the mule deer, not wanting to hurt her as his shaft swelled. It was mostly fox-like with a smaller tuck of a sheath around the base, though he wasn’t thinking about that right then. His eyes, with barely concealed hunger, roamed the mule deer’s body as he moaned softly, not wanting to let his need show – and she had allowed him to indulge it.

“Please tell me if I do anything you don’t like…”

She blinked up at him at that, but he supposed he was being a bit “odd.” Others had said that before, but Orien was who he was. And the fox-deer drank in the sight of her, the feel of her soft, warm body under his paws. A paw ghosted over her breasts and he took note of how his thumb brushed her nipple, showing through her fur, his paw running down to her crotch. Yet, as he watched her carefully, Orien was surprised to find her slightly damp between the thighs already with a very faint, slick sheen of dampness glistening on her folds.

He would be careful, however, and gentle, for he didn’t want to be too much for her too soon. Yet he didn’t want to hold back either when she had allowed him. Permission was granted and Orien grasped his cock lightly as he pressed the tapered tip of his shaft to her folds. It took a moment for him to slide a little lower, adjusting the angle of his hips, and gently start pushing into her, her folds hugging him as her passage teased him with rippling, deliciously clinging heat.

The mule deer under him wrapped her legs up and around his waist as he pushed deeper, slowly thrusting back and forth, increasing the depth a little with every stroke. He swore there was a hitch in her breath that had not been there before and an appreciative gleam in her eye, though that could have been his imagination.

“Ah… Iasha… You feel…” Heat clawed its way up his neck, cheeks warm beneath his blue and white fur. “You feel…amazing… Yes… Thank you.”

The mule deer squirmed, his shaft hitting spots inside her she had not had the chance to indulge in for too long. It had not been in her nature or something Iasha had honestly sought to enjoy along; with a partner, it was very, very different.

“Oh…”

The breathy grunt broke her lips shyly and she caught herself using her legs wrapped around him for a touch of leverage, rocking up against the fox-deer. There was no reason for her not to enjoy as the full length of Orien’s shaft pushed deep, the bulge at the base of his cock swelling lightly. He did not seem as large there as some foxes, but that was hardly something that was going to bother Iasha.

He felt good inside her too and her hands came up, curling around his shoulders and holding on to Orien as if he was the only thing rooting her there, grounding her in a moment the mule deer did not expect at all.

But she could lean into it and tense around him, her body responding to the fox-deer in an entirely unprecedented fashion. More, she needed more, rocking and moving along with Orien as if they were both in perfect alignment with one another.

The fox-deer huffed as he thrust a little harder, a paw instinctively going under her buttocks as if he knew exactly what to do. Facts were, however, that Orien was not at all experienced, but there was something about Iasha that loosened his tongue and simply made things so very much easier than they otherwise would have been.

And maybe that was okay too as he thrust into her, their bodies moving as one – or close enough for heady thrums of energy to ripple through him. Her pussy closed around him, as if she was trying to coax even more pleasure from him, though Orien had all he wanted right there in that moment and more. He grunted, lips dipping to hers, and his heart surged with how readily the mule deer genie returned his kiss.

Oh, it was everything he could have wanted and more, thrusting into her, her tongue flicking wantonly up against his, sharing in the moment. His thrusts sped up without the fox-deer thinking about it, her sex closing around him, the pull of her arousal making the path of his cock even slicker than before.

Yet he couldn’t help it as he thrust harder and faster, called on by how she suddenly bucked against him, moaning into the kiss and a light rush of arousal dampening the point at which their bodies joined. Her sex pulled around him as the mule deer took an orgasm of his own, but it was about his breeding in that moment. All Orien had to do was to join her.

He thrust and groaned desperately into the kiss as his knot swelled, locking them together as he made sure he was buried all the way inside her. Orgasm claimed him with a jolt, a spurt of cum leaving his shaft before the fox-deer really had it in his mind. His antlers felt like they were weighing him down, making his head tip forward more than before, but Orien would have gone through all that and more to have a chance again with Iasha.

She clung to him as orgasm drew through her, his liquid heat meeting hers. The mule deer’s head spun, Orien a little larger and taller than she was, though they otherwise matched up well. Softness flowed through her and Iasha panted as they broke the kiss, Orien nuzzling into the crook of her neck.

“I… Uh…”

She laughed, pleasantly dizzy and a little more light-headed than could have been anticipated. She would soon be pregnant with her increased fertility – and then they would be bound, in a way, forever. Yet how could she have been fortunate enough to have someone rub her lamp that seemed so entranced by her and her body? Maybe some things were simply meant to be, to work out in a way that fate designed. Even a genie had to slip along with that.

“I have one more wish,” he breathed. “Please… I wish for you to marry me. Would that be okay?”

She smiled, his shaft softening inside her while his knot kept them tightly tied together.

“I think so, yes.”

In fact, with such a sweet fox-deer, Iasha was rather flattered to grant his wishes. But that was something she’d only tell Orien later – after they’d got to know one another better.

Three wishes could change everything.