Time marched on as I anxiously stared at my Muses for what felt like several hours.  But was it?  While it could’ve been hours, it may have very well have been mere minutes in reality.

From the last transformation, both Muses still remained in the forms that they took from the final day of their most recent transformation cycle.  They were both still 19 years old.  Young women.  Or should I say, mysterious creatures that have taken form of human females.  Considering how pliable and flexible imagination can be, there was really no limit to what form my Muses could assume.  They could assume any object at any time that they wanted.  But by some ancient law, their physical forms were permanently confined to a specific form every 100 days.  That was the rule that I knew well as I ruminated and hoped against hope that my Muses were not overcome by teenage rebellion.

Considering what happened yesterday, I was immediately reminded just how destructive teenage rebellion can be.  After all, it radically transformed my Muses, with resulted in them both bearing malevolent reflections of themselves.  Muse becoming Midnight Muse and Twin Muse becoming Dark Muse.  The teenage rebellion burned inside of them both, their thoughts both twisting inside themselves until it snapped into complete wickedness.  This flame of teenage rebellion had to be quenched if my Muses were to overcome the obstacle of adolescence.

I glanced at both Muse’s majestic beauty. Their smiles on their mouths as they snored, conveying their radiant glow of charm and innocence.  Their locks of golden hair feeling soft and feathery to the touch.  Their gentle breathing resembling a harmonic melody that was like honey to my ears.

As I continued to wait for the change, my mind sobered as I thought of what was at stake.  If the teenage rebellion was still inside them, the cycle would be permanently broken, and they would both remain in their adolescence forever.

The Adversary proved to be quite crafty in his persistence to destroy all creativity.  This time, he took a regular teenage condition and used it against my Muses to trap us all in a utopian world where there was no escape.  In reality, it wasn’t a true paradise as there hasn’t been a single human being that has been able to capture what paradise truly looks, feels, sounds, and tastes like.  The world that I was captured in (and everyone else) was a world based on human appetites and desires.

The smiling and the sweet serenading of their breathing continued as I wondered when their transformation was going to happen.  Surely they were both experiencing a wonderful dream, maybe in a shared sense with them being twins.  While it was probably mere minutes, it felt like I have been spending hours glancing longingly at my Twin Muses.

Minutes flew by like a flock of birds.  Still they both remained as elder teenagers on the brink of true adulthood.  While they finally passed the legal threshold of adulthood, none of them could indulge themselves in potables without getting in legal trouble.  100 days they have both been teenagers now.  So what’s next?  To review a few of the Muses that I have seen in the past, she has been a fairy, a princess, a Galifreyan, a Zorpozian, a baby, a child, a tween, and now a teen to name a few.  And all of those transformations was just the tip of the iceberg of all of the ones that she has experienced overall.  What will she be next?  I hope it not be something devious and destructive but perhaps something resourceful.  Something that would benefit everyone.  Maybe something peaceful?  Something kind?

“Please,” I earnestly pleaded.  “Please be something good. Don’t be anything bad.  Please.”

That is what I hoped every time that she transformed.  In most cases, it’s not something bad.  With her baby form, it wasn’t necessarily bad.  Neither was it the case with her as a teenager.  It was just very stressful and frustrating.  Hopefully, she will be something less stressful, like her Pre-Teen form…

I continued anxiously waiting, until I heard a sound from both Muses.  It wasn’t their quiet and restful breathing anymore, but a sudden gasp. But why?  Why did they both just gasp?

Then I saw it.  While sleeping, the twin Muses began to flash.  First, it was only once.  Seconds later, they flashed twice.  A few seconds later, the twins flashed a few more times.  This was it.  My two Muses were changing their forms once again.

A series of flashes emanated from the twin Muses as they began to transform.  Their bodies both grew, as if they were both taking on a spiritual form.  Both bodies began to flash brighter, becoming less fleshly and more transparent.  It was like they were both becoming highly concentrated forms of spectral energy, yet they both retained their beautiful flowing hair.  Both of their locks flowed down their heads like a river, yet phased through the floor because of their ghostliness.  Their breasts bulging out of their summer tops became more and more endowed by the second as their adulthood rapidly returned to them.

Then I saw it.  A beautiful pink gold oil lamp sat in the center of the bedding where they both laid.

Both Twin Muses were now awake and began to float into the air, liking a rising vapor, their lack of matter making them virtually weightless.

Both of the Muse-spirits gasped as I saw something else appear on them.  Golden shackles appeared on both their wrists.  Both their legs vanished, dissolving into a spectral tail.

And then, as if the Pink Gold oil lamp was some kind of powerful vacuum, it began to suck both Muses by the tail directly toward the spout of the lamp.

Faster and faster they both flew, ever closer towards the Pink Gold lamp, which began to glow.

Finally, the spout continued to suck both Muses in faster, until every atom of their spectral bodies were completely sucked inside that lamp.

My jaw dropped open as I was completely gob smacked.  Did I just witness the twin Muses becoming genies?  My mind returned to a popular line from Disney’s Aladdin.  “Phenomenal cosmic powers…Itty bitty living space.”

I immediately grabbed the lamp and began to rub it three times.

The lamp then shook so violently that I had to drop it.

Plumes of smoke began to erupt out of the lamp until a beautiful Muse burst out of it.  She was all spirit without a trace of any physical matter.  A Jeannie who looked very relieved to see me.

“Ooooh!” the Muse Jeannie said in an uncomfortable groan.  “3 minutes can give you such a kink in the neck!”

I laughed.  “At least it’s not 10,000 years!”

Before my Jeannie Muse could utter another word, she was forcibly poofed back in, with another Jeannie emerging out instantaneously.

“Woo!” The Twin Jeannie said with a smile.  “My is it cramped in there!  I’m sorry twinnie but it’s sooooooooooooo uncomfortable!”

I gasped.  “I get two genies in one lamp?”

Twin Jeannie sighed.  “It’s JEANNIE, master.  GENIES are males.  JEANNIES are females.  Now if you would excuse me, I have to use the little Jeannie’s room.”

The Twin Jeannie poofed back into the lamp, with the Jeannie poofing back out.

I was still in amazement, seeing the one Jeannie after seeing her twin.  “So,” I told her.  “I get two Jeannies?”

My Jeannie Muse nodded.  “Yes master.  They were having a two for one sale.  You get two Jeannies for the price of one!”

I frowned.  “How does that even work?  Do you each give me three wishes or do you share the wishes?”

Jeannie Muse laughed.  “We take turns!  Sometimes when you rub the lamp, you’ll get me.  Sometimes, you’ll get my sis!”

Jeannie Muse poofed away and the Twin Jeannie appeared.

“Done going, master!” Twin Jeannie said, looking relieved.  “Now, what is your desire?  Your wish is my command, master!”

“Do I only get three wishes?” I asked Twin Jeannie.  “Can I wish for more wishes?”

Twin Jeannie held her index finger to her lips and made the “shhh!” sound.  “We’re actually not supposed to do that, but I will make an exception for you.”

My heart raced as I felt the warm and misty air that was Twin Jeannie wrap herself around my face.  “Are you flirting with me?”

Twin Jeannie giggled.  “Of course I am, master.  Three minutes is an eternity to be in a lamp.  Besides, both my sister and I are enslaved to this lamp forever.”

I frowned.  “Couldn’t I wish for your freedom?”

Twin Jeannie smiled.  “That would be a wonderful wish!  But no one has ever made that wish before…”

Twin Jeannie poofed away and was replaced by her twin, Jeannie Muse.

Jeannie Muse laughed.  “It’s true.  Both my sister and I are both flirts.  Being stuck inside an oil lamp can drive you crazy, you know?  Now, are you going to make a wish, or what?”

I nodded, immediately thinking about how cramped they were inside that lamp.  “I wish that your lamp was like the TARDIS.  Bigger on the inside.  And I wish for three more wishes!”

Jeannie Muse exploded with excitement.  “Oh!  Thank you, master!  There’s going to be so much more space.  Have a nice evening!”

Jeannie Muse poofed back inside the lamp, squealing with joy.

To humor her, I rubbed the lamp three times, but noticed a flag pop out of the spout of the lamp.

The flag read “DO NOT DISTURB”.

Sorry master.  Both my sis and I are enjoying our spacious inside of our lamp.  If you want to see it, maybe that can be another one of your wishes!  (This is fun, twinnie! We can each have our own master bedroom plus a shared one!  Oh!  Let’s go check out the pool.  Thanks for the lamp with the TARDIS inside wish, master!)

Wow.  Just wow.  Am I really going to have Genie Muses for the next 100 days?  Um, I mean Jeannie Muses (sorry Jeannie Twins!)!

This could very well be the best 100 days ever.  Let the fun and wishes begin!