It was a very calm day for Sonic the hedgehog, one of those rare occasions when he did not have to save the day yet again. Robotnik was not causing any chaos, neither was metal Sonic or anyone else. Getting a good book from the library, he was at peace in his home, relaxing. About to open the book he borrowed, called ''The Arabian Nights'', Sonic was met with a great burst of smoke coming out of the pages.

Confused about what was happening Sonic coughed a little, breathing some of the smoke invading his home. Looking up to see what came up from the book, prepared to confront whatever would challenge him, Sonic only saw the figure of a small and young woman appearing out of the smoke.

-Ah, it has worked...then you must be the legendary blue hedgehog...

Sonic, listening to what this strangely garbed woman was saying, tried to ask her some questions.

-I don't know if I'm the legendary blue hedgehog you seek, but in any case...who are you? How did you come out of my book?

The woman, looking around with an air of curiosity, quickly focused back on Sonic, replying in a slightly panicked tone:

-Of course...it must be a bit confusing for you. My name is Shahra and I am a genie. I came here through a colossal effort of magic and will to ask for your help in saving the world of the Arabian Nights.

Sonic, not one to refuse any call for help, especially one with hints of distress in her voice. Smiling with confidence, he answered back.

-Don't worry Shahra, I'll help you save your world, even if it comes from a book. How do you suggest I assist you?

Shahra, smiling with relief and warmth, inserted a golden ring on one of his fingers, saying:

-This will help you travel to my world. Now come with me...

Shahra, unable to retain her physical form inside the real world, was sucked back inside the book, this time followed by Sonic. Feeling his very soul and body being moved toward the pages of the book, Sonic felt uneasy, not knowing anything about what was happening. What if he could never come back to his world? What was actually happening in the Arabian Nights anyway?

His body and soul returning together in a physical form, Sonic looked around him, seeing a whole lot of sands with some houses based on Arabian architecture from way back. From what he understood, he was now actually inside the Arabian Nights, which was a book telling a vast number of stories set in a mystical setting where genies and several creatures existed. Shahra, to his knowledge, was one of them, a Djinn, or genie. Shahra, told him:

-Okay master, I'll tell you what ails my world. A rogue Djinn of vast power known as the Erazor Djinn has made it his task to destroy every single story in this world, effectively erasing the existence of the Arabian Nights.

Sonic, understanding the nature of the threat, found himself kind of uncomfortable with her calling him master. About to tell her not to do so anymore, he was cut short by the appearance of a strange purple man brandishing a huge razor looking at him with fury coming out of his gaze.

-So...you're the legendary blue rat who is supposed to save this stinking world from me, uh? I'll have none of it, die where you stand, you small and weak creature!

Launching what seemed to be an arrow made of fire from his fingers, Erazor actually targeted Shahra. Sonic, not one to let anyone get hurt if he could do something about it pushed her out of the way, taking the hit in her stead. The arrow stinged like hell, hurting him with burning pain in his chest, making a small spot of fire appear on the right side of his torso. Fearful about what would happen to him, Sonic heard Erazor laugh maniacally.

-What a fool you are, you rat! Taking a killing shot for someone as worthless as Shahra, the weakest genie in all of the Arabian Nights, what a buffoon you make.

Sonic, feeling suddenly very weak, excruciating pain in his chest, feared for his life. The fire kept burning in his body, threatening to extinguish his life to its last breath. Shahra, approaching him, had a worried expression frozen on her face. Getting very close to him, she said:

-Oh no, master! I must do something quick to help you, but I do not know how...

Sonic, trying to focus, remembered the stories about wish-granting genies, being of such power that they could rewrite reality with their expertise in magic. Even if Shahra was supposedly the weakest of them, she could probably help him with her magic.

-Shahra...I wish for you to heal me with your powers...

-I'm afraid it's impossible, master. Erazor is the most powerful genie of this world, my magic is no match for even this simple spell he put on you...

-Then I wish you would find a way to save me from death and all this pain...

Shahra, smiling, approached her face close to his, her eyes locked on his. Blushing a bit, Sonic met her stare, kind of uncomfortable about the situation. Her beautiful eyes soon emitted a blue ring, followed by a yellow ring, with a red one then a pink one. Fascinated by the rings of different colors in Shahra's eyes, Sonic focused on them, trying to name each passing color in his head, as if it was a little game.

Shahra, sending her rings of colors in a slow manner, kept looking inside's Sonic eyes, which seemed to calm him a lot. Not feeling his pain anymore, Sonic felt wonderful, in a state of partial relaxation, focusing all of his attention toward the beautiful rings of colors, which began reflecting slowly in his own eyes.

-It feels good, doesn't it, master?

-... Yes...

-Just relax and look deeply into my eyes. Let all your pain wash away as you begin to feel true bliss. Just listen to my voice and focus on the colors, while I'll instruct you on how I'll save you.

Having no reason not to trust Shahra, Sonic did as she said, letting all of his worries go away, enjoying the mesmerizing sight of her colourful eyes. His mind slowly turning to mush and his resistance melting away, he had no idea how big a mistake he was doing.

-Yes, you're doing great master. Just let me take care of everything. Trust me and cooperate with me. Now listen carefully, as I will explain how I will grant your wish and save you from your doomed fate...

Sonic, his eyes now reflecting the rings of colors at the same speed as those found in Shahra's eyes, a wide and goofy smile on his face. Ready to listen to her proposition, he did so with a very open mind, a fact helped with the very heavy hypnosis affecting his mind and clouding his judgment.

-There is an unspoken rule in the genie's coda saying that if someone actually pledges his soul in servitude to his genie slave, the genie can control every aspect of this person, including his body, sensations and his physical form. I can make the pain go away forever if you become my slave, what say you, master?

Sonic, still under the strong hypnosis emitted by Shahra, saw this as a great idea. Not only would this solve his problem, but it would make him able to be near Shahra for a longer period of time, perhaps even experiencing this nirvana once more. Deciding himself, he replied:

-Great idea Shahra...do it...

-There is a slight problem, master. You need to wish for it, you need to ask me to grant you your desire to become my slave forever.

-Then I wish to become your eternal slave...

Falling right into her trap, Sonic was now doomed, forever bound to Shahra as her slave, obligated to obey her every commands without any hope of freedom. Of course, he did not see it this way, happy to be deemed worthy to serve her. Shahra, stopping her rings, returned her eyes to their normal states, not needing them anymore. Still having to fulfill the previous wish Sonic asked, she plucked his soul out of his body to save it from the burning wound in his chest, now that she had the ability to do as she pleased with Sonic. Seeing his body burn out, he was saved from his upcoming death, thanks to Shahra. The genie, not wanting to carry a lone soul with her at all time, changed its form to that of a small spherical sapphire, plucking it inside her belly button, determined to use it as a belly gem.

The exact moment where she inserted Sonic's new gem form inside her navel, Shahra felt a sudden surge of intense power grow inside her, augmenting her magical might significantly. Feeling quite a rush, Shahra body grew taller, her feminine curves getting wider, better looking, while her chest plumped out to a bigger size. Her belly now slim and smooth looking and her legs long and slender, she no longer looked like a young undeveloped teenager, but like a fully-grown and sexy woman. Her clothes changed too, as her pants were getting the see-through treatment, more reminiscent of those worn by harem girls. Multiple jewelleries added themselves to her neck, wrist, arms, hair and ears, adding to her newfound beauty. Gone was the clothing covering her belly and chest, being replaced by a lavender bra showing much cleavage.

This was quite a surprise to Shahra, albeit it was a very pleasant one. The look a genie sported was a symbol of its power, meaning that those who looked younger and less-developed were weaker than those who were divinely sexy. Seeing her new look, she guessed that she was no longer a weakling, but now an immensely powerful genie. Sensing that this urge of power came from Sonic, conveniently transformed into her belly gem, she had no doubt she had absorbed the vast amount of power he secretly had in himself. No wonder he was the one who was prophesized to save the Arabian Nights. However, Shahra had been tired to serve others and wanted to prove to everyone she could save her world without any interference from the outer worlds.

Trying to calculate her new powers, she had trouble finding a limit to what she could now do, since her ancient master, Sonic, only asked for two wishes out of three, making their pact not quite finished. However, he was unable to ask for his third wish, making Shahra free to use her power in any way she wanted to. She had found a way to cheat the genie rules, making her some kind of goddess-like genie of colossal power. Seeing that the fate of her world now rested in her hands, she flew away to confront Erazor, who had ran away long before she gained her power.

Getting to his position in a flash of light, Shahra was now so fast and so attuned to her world that no one could hide its presence from her. Stopping in front of him, she threw him a defying glance, wishing to challenge him.

Erazor, seeing this beautiful genie woman stop before him, was shocked to recognize her magical aura as Shahra's. No way was this insanely gorgeous and powerful woman Shahra, who minutes before was looking like a young weakling.

-Shahra? What happened to you, how did you get so powerful all of a sudden?

Shahra, not desiring to satisfy his curiosity, saw that she could launch a surprise attack. A wild idea getting inside her head, she had just the strategy to beat him in a manner similar to Sonic. Changing her defiance to a seductive look, she raised her arms in the air, swaying her hips to an unheard music.

Erazor, confused about what she was doing, saw that she had begun belly-dancing in front of him. Perhaps she wanted to seduce, even join him in his destructive quest as his lover? The idea was actually quite appealing to Erazor, watching the now quite sexy Shahra dance before him.

Shahra, pleased that Erazor had took the bait, began undulating her belly like the actually quite talented belly-dancer she was. Making sure her belly gem would reflect the sunlight, she made move which put it in front and center, making those who watched her dance unable not to see the sapphire in her navel.

Erazor, still watching with interest and lust the sumptuous dance offered by Shahra, concentrated on the performance, thoughts of love and naughtiness quickly filling his mind, along with the image of the quite sublime belly gem she wore in her belly button. For some reason, it was a recurring image in his thoughts, finding it quite a sight despite having no interest for this type of things before.

Shahra, seeing that her strategy was working quite slowly, upped the ante, approaching even closer to Erazor, smiling sensually while her eyes radiated seduction, knowing that her rings of colors wouldn't work on him, as they were too weak. It worked on sonic because he was in a vulnerable position, but Erazor had all his strength now.

Erazor, seeing that she was getting closer to him, was feeling playful, approaching her a little bit and taking his time with this, as he wished to see her dance a bit more. His thoughts began to focus solely on the belly gem, invading his mind, finding it more and more interesting as well as captivating. His eyes gluing on the object, Erazor had no idea that he was getting caught in Shahra's web, his eyes showing some very small twirls of blue, signifying the beginning of his trance.

Shahra, witnessing the beginning of her long awaited result, held on to her dance, her routine now filled with pelvic motions, belly undulation, hips swaying and figure eights, anything to make him focus on her sexy stomach. Getting even closer to him, her belly was half a meter away from his face, which made the experience even stronger.

Still focusing, Erazor had difficulties to think about anything besides how beautiful Shahra's belly was, especially with her belly gem. His will getting weaker by the second, his crumbling resistance was reflected in the growing blue twirls appearing in his eyes. Quickly getting under her power, Erazor was hypnotized...and adored it.

Shahra, while inspecting the look on Erazor's face, came to the conclusion that she had won. To seal the deal, she got even closer to his face, some mere inches away, ready for him to make the move that would finish him off.

Erazor, with his vision now filled solely by the belly of the alluring Shahra, felt the intense desire to kiss it. Not one to refrain himself from his urges, Erazor lets his lips touch the delicate and soft skin of Shahra, hoping for this to be a symbol of their new love and alliance.

Feeling the kiss of Erazor on her belly, Shahra quickly activated a magic aura, locking his lips into place, sucking out his magic. Feeling another great amount of magic entering her body, Shahra felt even stronger now. After a few seconds, the magical energies stopped rushing themselves inside her, as she sensed she had drained Erazor dry. As a matter of fact, Erazor, now reduced to the sight of a feeble old man, was reduced to dust, no longer able to even have a physical form.

Feeling even more powerful than before, Shahra knew that she had saved her beloved world from the brink of annihilation. Determined to restore it to its former grandeur, Shahra began building everything from scratch with her vast magical capacities. This time however, she could create even more stories, perhaps even some celebrating her victory over evil and discussing her great beauty. She even had a title for the first chapter: 'The great Arabian goddess''...