It's a dream come true!

Melody was stuffed to bursting with wiggly tentacle dildos, and couldn't be happier about it!

As a woman with access to the internet and a libido fueled by curiosity, Melody had come across tentacle porn a time or two. Or twelve. She liked to think most people at least looked it up once, out of morbid curiosity if nothing else, even if they soon turned away in disgust.

Obviously, Willow had looked it up as well. And enjoyed it quite a bit, judging by the way the various tentacles were constantly shifting and stroking every inch of the genie. Outside, and well on their way to inside.

Before the Lamp (semi-literally) scrambled her noggin, Melody was mostly neutral to the idea of tentacles. The loss of control was hot, and the consentacles subgenre was great, but a lot of it included things she had to be in a very particular mood to enjoy or even tolerate. And some things she was never able to stomach.

Yes! Fill all my holes, Mistress! Melody mentally screamed in joy as her ass, pussy, and throat all gave way to Willow's summoned tentacles. Her body stretched and bent around the intrusions, until it felt like she had to be at least one quarter tentacle by volume, every twitch of summoned cock against her inner walls pouring bliss into the genie's mind. Use me~

After the Lamp, Melody was as positive about tentacles as she was about everything else her Mistress wanted. And apparently, Willow really liked tentacles, even more than she had admitted previously.

What was it she said when I caught her once? "It's just a passing curiosity." Passing curiosity my fucking ass! Literally! Melody giggled drunkenly, not from the lack of air, genies didn't need to breathe, just from the delirious haze of happiness and fulfillment she was under. Her Mistress was using her, enjoying her, loving her.

Never before in her life had Melody been so certain she was where she was meant to be, doing what she was meant to do.

Melody bucked and moaned, pretending to struggle in restraints that she was starting think of as a hug more than anything else. Reveling in the knowledge her best friend was watching her every shivery move, even spinning her around to get the best view as the dildo in her ass once again swelled in size and length without stopping its thrusts or its vibration. The spiraling helix of a dildo in her pussy hadn't stopped either, its unique shape meant it felt like it was constantly entering and withdrawing, all without actually moving an inch.

Soon, Melody lost all track of time. The only signs that time even was passing, and not frozen in a loop of eternal tentacle fucking, were the sun drifting across the sky, the series of orgasms wracking her body. And the sweat dripping down Willow's gently bouncing form as she watched.

Two new tentacles in particular, wound their way around each of Melody's tits. Squeezing the pillow-soft flesh to the very edge of what would be painful for a normal woman, but just felt great to the genie. Willow spun her around and looked the squirmy girl in right in her pleading eyes as the tentacles at her tits pressed their tips against her diamond-hard nipples...

"Mhmm!!! Mmhhhnnngh~"

...and started to vibrate.

"Awww~ seems like you're having almost as much fun as I am!" Willow crooned from her position on her pink dildo-chair. She leaned forward and pressed a quick peck to Melody's forehead. Chuckling at the way her friend's blue eyes glazed over in lust as the dildo in her pussy sprouted a curved nub that vibrated directly on her clit in time with the vibrations on her nipples. "Love ya, Mel!"

Love you, Willow~ Melody thought. And that was all she thought for quite a while.

Love you love you love this!

After what must have been a literal hour of re-enacting her favorite hentai, Willow started to feel oddly frustrated. There was something missing here, a minor piece of the puzzle to complete her perfect scene.

Ridiculously proportioned girl with a striking hair color cumming her brains out? Check.

Magic tentacles doing every type of fucking at once? Check

Literal gallons of glowing and/or strangely colored fluid soaking the girl? Not check.

Problem solved, Willow gathered the breath needed to make her will into reality, surprised by how much effort it took. "I wish I could cum with my summoned cocks!"

The genie had no way to make words, but Willow could see in the way her eyes lit up and her hips bucked, that Melody was overjoyed to grant the first.

"Hah!? Nnngha!" Willow was struck by the sudden feeling of being too full, needing to release the pressure into something wet and tight. She'd say it was like needing to pee, but there was an aggressive thrill in the sensation she'd never had. The exact inverse of needing to feel something hard plunge into her clenching depths and release its hot load inside her.

It was maybe three seconds before Willow couldn't hold it back any more. All of her summoned dildos glowed emerald green as they pulsed into and onto Melody's blissfully receptive body. The feeling of her ass, pussy, and even throat swallowing around the sensitive heads nearly made Willow faint. Her skin rubbing across the tentacles holding her in place was just another blow to her shattered restraint.

The genie moaned as her bronze curves were drenched in cum that glowed emerald green and vanished before it could touch the grass beneath her twitching body.

I... I may have to apologize to a couple of guys. Willow thought as she gasped for breath, feeling like she'd just run a marathon in five minutes.

Melody, of course, had gone limp in the tentacles' sticky hug. Cooing and whimpering as the last few spurts of fluid entered her. Best day ever. 12/10 would be my best friend's genie sex **** again...

Once she caught her breath. Willow sat back up with a broad grin dominating her face. "So, Melody... Wanna go again? I wish I had more control over the size and shape of my summoned— let's just admit it and call them tentacles."

Melody whimpered, nodding in anticipation mixed with trepidation as a dozen new tentacles with assorted tips and textures hovered around her thoroughly soaked body. Antrepidication? That.

As the sun started to lower in the sky, the two-woman and sixteen-tentacle orgy slowed to a gentle cuddle and the temporary tentacles returned to nothing. As if they'd never been more than figments of a perverse imagination. Willow held Melody close to her side, one hand on the genie's hip occasionally tweaking the plug in her ass. And the genie dozed with her lips around a nipple, sucking and murmuring contentedly. Willow sleepily admitted the sensation was nice, though not very exciting at the moment. Still straight with an exception, I suppose...

Although, couldn't I wish to change that? Give Melody my full affection? The thought was more uncomfortable than it was tempting. For the moment anyway.

Mostly Willow was tired, satisfied and eager to wish for more, but tired. Too tired, really. There had been a lot of emotional strain going on there, but other than swinging a shovel and riding a summoned dick, she hasn't actually done much. She decided the mystery could wait until after a nap...

The sound of the front door banging open and then closed drifted to the backyard. Willow's eyelids fluttered and she shifted, making Melody coo in distress at the movement.

When no other noise disturbed them, they fell back asleep.