Just then, he heard the bathroom door open. A nude Melody emerged, her gorgeous red hair still damp from her shower. "Damn, I coulda stay there forever…" she mused.
Mike emphatically nodded in agreement. "Yep, and now it's my turn," he said, rubbing his hands together. "Guess I'll let you get ready for church… oh crap."
"What?"
"You don't have any clothes besides your shorts and t-shirt, do you?"
She giggled. "Please. My powers let me instantly generate any clothes I may need for myself, as a part of blending into society. No worries."
"Oh, that's cool," he said, slightly amazed. "Are you able to do the same for me?"
Frowning slightly, she replied, "Only if it were necessary for your protection. Masters are generally expected to provide their own basic needs such as food, clothing, and shelter. Genies only intervene in the most dire of circumstances."
"I guess that makes sense. Ok, I'll be out in a few minutes."
Giggling, she shot back, "And if you aren't, I'll know what you were doing!"
Rolling his eyes, Mike turned the hot water on and stepped inside, letting the stream roll down his back. He kept his shower rather businesslike, washing his hair, getting a quick shave, and cleaning up his nether regions. Once he finished, he stepped out of the bathroom, toweling off. Retrieving his glasses from his nightstand and combing his hair, Mike soon found Melody in his walk in closet, posing in front of the floor length mirror. Staying at the doorway for a moment, he was very impressed by her attire. She had chosen a fitted white button up dress shirt and a knee-length shamrock green skirt. The shirt had the sleeves rolled up to just above her elbows, which styled nicely with the light and airy skirt. Mike whistled in approval, causing her to turn with a grin.
"There's my sexy stud," she said, sauntering up to him. "All clean?"
"Yep," he replied. Stepping into the closet to grab some clothes, Mike paused in front of the mirror. Melody joined him, resting her chin on his shoulder from behind him, and running her hand over his freshly shaven neck and face.
"Goddamn you're hot…" she muttered.
Mike shrugged. "Meh."
"Meh?" she questioned, cocking her eyebrow. "What's that mean?"
Sighing, he replied, "I love that you tell me I'm so hot, but really, I'm just average in the looks department. Always have been."
Melody gently, but convincingly, turned his head toward hers by the chin. "I love you, and I always will, but after all the lectures you've given me about free will, self confidence, and deserving to be loved, I don't wanna hear you talk that way about yourself. Besides, if it's that big an issue, I do have the power to alter your physical appearance however you wish."
Taken aback by her forcefulness, he gazed at his reflection again. Now that he thought about it, he didn't really want to change his appearance much. He could wish to be taller, but that would make everyone suspicious. Nobody in his family was taller than 5 '8", plus Melody already said she couldn't provide clothes for him unless it was for protection, which would immediately make all of his pants useless.
Thoughtfully, he responded, "Ok, let's try this. I don't want to change my facial appearance or height at all. Let's have my body be in perfect health and slightly above average physical condition, on the condition that all of my clothes will still fit me just fine. Wait, you can undo any changes we make, right?"
She nodded in confirmation.
"Awesome," he continued. "Additionally, I want my perfect health to remain intact no matter what I may eat or how little I may exercise. As far as outward appearance to others, I don't feel the need to hide these changes, as long as they look realistic and believable enough to anyone who knows what I looked like before. Does all that work?"
Tingle. Flash. "Done."
Immediately, Mike felt the same tingling sensation over his entire body. As he watched the changes to his body in the mirror, his vision suddenly became warped. Afraid he might fall over from the sudden change, Melody instinctively removed his glasses. "Perfect health, remember? That includes eyesight," she said, kissing him on the cheek.
Checking out his new body in the mirror, Mike was impressed. Still the same height and build, his arms, legs, and shoulder were now notably toned with slight muscle definition. His stomach and chest, while not bulging with muscles, were completely flat and lacking any excess flab, feeling quite firm to the touch. Flexing his right arm in front of him, Melody chimed in, "I was able to make your body stronger than it actually appears to be by enhancing the efficiency of your muscles. Some would refer to this as being 'scrappy and wiry.' Based on your description, it seemed like a result you'd be pleased with."
He smiled, and channeled his inner James Earl Jones. "Impressive… most impressive." Seeing the confused look on her face, he replied, "Don't worry, it's just from my favorite movie series ever. I'll show it to you sometime here."
Giggling from behind him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and asked, "Is there anything else you wanted to alter?"
Laughing at himself for what he was about to say, he decided there was no going back now. "Honestly… I'd really love a bigger cock."
As she kissed him sweetly on the cheek, she replied, "That's nothing to be embarrassed about. I mean, seriously, how many guys would've made that wish first thing out of the gate?"
Nodding in agreement, he said, "I guess that makes sense. Ok, let's see… I'm currently about an inch wide, maybe 4.75 inches long, right? Let's increase the girth to just below two inches wide. For the length, how about five inches when soft, seven inches erect? Would that feel good for you, or would it be too big?"
Her eyes glazed over lustfully, before she snapped back to reality. "Sorry, I was just… ahem… picturing it for a moment. No, those dimensions would be absolutely perfect for me. Are you ready?"
Glancing down at his best friend in the world, Mike said, "Hold on to your hat, little buddy." He nodded to Melody.
Tingle. Flash.
Mike's eyes immediately widened, examining the high-caliber weapon he was now packing. Gently tilting it in all directions, he could see that his balls had increased proportionally as well. Melody chimed in, "I did take the liberty of shaping it slightly differently as well. The slight upward curve should hit my g-spot perfectly." A wicked grin spread across her face. "When do we get to take a test drive?"
Laughing to himself, he moved to his rack of shirts. "After lunch," he said, slapping her on the ass playfully. After slipping into a black dress shirt and tan khakis, he put on his brown loafers, took Melody's hand, and asked her, "Ready to really go out into the world?"
As she nodded excitedly, he left the apartment, heading to his CR-V. Once in the car, it took quite a few minutes before they were able to drive away. Much like her first meal and her first video game, Melody was excitable and curious about every little button and switch in the entire car. After she had played around enough to satisfy herself, Mike cranked up the engine and they began the drive to his church.