Emily has never been so sexually frustrated, with a boyfriend who refuses to go down on her. It really shouldn't be like that in college, in her prime years, she thinks.
Meanwhile, one of her friends has the glow-up of the century and suddenly starts ghosting her.
When she confronts him, she finds out that genies are real (and apparently come in the form of hippie frat boys...), and that wishes really do come true... for a price.
Because first, you have to make the genie come.
Will Emily finally get what she wishes for? Or something even bigger and better than that?
TW: Cheating
EXCERPT:
The moment he caught sight of her steamrolling towards him, he froze like a deer caught in headlights, then morphed into a rabbit looking for a quick exit, scampering off in a hasty retreat.
"Don't you dare!" Emily flung her words at Gus like a frisbee. They had the intended impact of hitting him on his nape, knocking him to a stop. He suddenly looked resigned, his frame heaving with an old-world sigh, before he turned a sheepish face back towards her.
Coming to a stop right in front of him, Emily was about to launch straight into a tirade about what a shitty friend he'd been when she took him in for the first time.
He was jacked.
His arms were almost comically gigantic, like Popeye's. Her gaze trailed down his broad chest, the washboard abs she could make out under a skin-tight white tee, and the massive thighs (and probably something else massive...) that lay beneath cargo pants.
She knew when she brought her gaze back up to meet Gus's that she looked aghast.
"What the fuck?"
"Look, let's talk in my room," Gus said, seeming to know that there was no way out.
Emily was still reeling from seeing Gus's transformation in the flesh as he ushered her into his dorm room. Someone down the hall let out a wolf whistle. "Yeah, Gus! Another one, eh?"
That snapped Emily out of her trance. She whirled on him as soon as he closed the door behind them.
"What the fuck, Gus! You went from a stick-man drawing to... this! This Incredible Hulk stunt double! What the heck did you do?"
"First, um, ouch," Gus said, hurt by Emily's description of him. "Second, um, thanks."
"Are you on steroids or something?" Emily asked, peeking at his bulging muscles once again. "And, why have you been ignoring me?"
Gus made a face, running a hand down the back of his neck. "I didn't want you to judge me... You knew how I looked before... I didn't want you to think less of me."
Emily stared at him, even more confused than before. "Uh, hello, I've been judging you this whole week for ghosting me, you moron! Do you think that's any better?"
Gus turned an adorable shade of tomato red. He opened his mouth like a goldfish, not knowing how to reply, so Emily rolled her eyes and poked his bicep.
It didn't give.
"Huh, I really thought that was going to deflate for a second."
Gus chuckled. "No, it's real."
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