Kyoka gets some answers.

Kyoka blinked in disbelief. A genie? Great. Just my luck. This absolute bombshell is also crazy, she thought to herself. And I remember what Dad said about his touring days. Never stick your dick in crazy. Or, earjacks in my case. Though if I had a dick I don't know if I'd be able to resist. Dad used to say crazy was wild, and amazing and...I actually don't remember why he said not to do it.

"Mistress? Too shocked to speak?" The beautiful genie giggled and waved a hand in front of her face.

"Uh..." the girl blushed. "Sorry, just kind of hit a wall trying to process this. You're a genie? And you expect me to believe that and that it's not just some quirk?"

"I understand your skepticism, Mistress, I truly do. But I assure you I'm a genie. It's a relatively recent adjustment for me, too." Momo explained the situation to Kyoka as gently as possible. Gently, because as soon as it clicked in Kyoka's head that Momo hadn't volunteered for the process her eyes bugged out and she looked about to wish her free. And she couldn't have that! She hadn't even gotten to grant her new Mistress her first wish yet!

Kyoka sat on the hood of a rusty pickup while she explained. She held the lamp, the misty tail of Momo's lower body acting as a tether. Or a leash. She really should get the girl out of this predicament as soon as possible.

Right?

"So...you're happy about this? About being a sex genie?" She shrunk in a little on herself when she said it. Not that she didn't have a sex drive - Momo's boobs had been distracting her through the girl's whole explanation of events - it just felt awkward.

"Quite happy, in fact," Momo assured her. "The only thing that bothers me was the initial capture. Though I can't really be mad at the lamp. It's not like it can ask permission. Despite its great power, it's a completely amoral object, not really concerned with how it's used just that it's used. So it's sucking me in could be likened to...a directive in its programming. Plus, I'm quite happy with the results."

"Results you're made to be happy with," Kyoka countered.

"I'm given **** pleasure and submissiveness, but I assure you I'm still thinking like myself, just without the inhibitions society restrained me with," she further explained. "I was already bisexual, though I didn't know that about myself before the lamp. I'd repressed it." Though I'm sure if we'd met later, you'd have awoken that in me.

Kyoka turned the lamp over in her hands. "Okay, so you know what you really want out of yourself now. Not gonna deny, that's pretty good. People go their whole lives never fully getting themselves. But now that you got that, I could free you and...what? Why are you pouting like that? Don't pout like that!"

Momo quivered her lower lip, clasped her hands together, and gave her the biggest, wettest, pleadingest eyes she'd ever seen. She felt like she'd just punched the poor girl.

"Another thing I learned about myself when becoming a genie is that I'm a submissive," she said. "Please, Mistress - I want this. It's not just the lamp affecting how I think. This power feels incredible and I want to use it and I want to use it for you.

"Plus," she added in case her begging didn't work, "the lamp must have a genie. If I'm released it'll go to the next closest person. If you want to be a sexual servant that's more than fine, but you strike me as having a secret dominant core."

A dominant core? Okay, now that's just crazy talk. Still..."If you really want this, and there's no easy way of freeing you without screwing over someone else...then fine. I'll be your Mistress. If just to keep some pervert from really messing with you."

Momo bowed again, very pleased she would get to stay. "I'll make sure you won't regret this, Mistress. And I must add - not that I'm trying to boast - that you really hit the jackpot with me. My wishes while powerful are limited to a sexual nature. But my human identity is quite wealthy. Should you allow me to keep it, the Yaoyorozu estate would be at your disposal."

"You really are submissive, aren't you? Already begging to be my sugar mama," Jiro snorted. "Hold on. Yaoyorozu..." She took out her phone. She'd seen something like that name earlier, hadn't she? She scrolled through her news feed. "Wha - there's a missing person's report on you! you were supposed to be home hours ago! And here we are talking about - oh my god, your parents are gonna think I kidnapped you and brainwashed you or something!"

Kyoka's earjacks wrapped around her as she rubbed her temples. "Don't jump to conclusions. Just...think." She took a deep breath and stared at Momo. "Okay, first things first. Un...this. you can get your legs back, right?"

Momo nodded and her legs reappeared. Jiro blushed and turned away, shielding her eyes with one hand. There was no lower half to her harem outfit. Her bare pussy - pink, hairless, perfectly tight and just a little wet - had just been exposed to Kyoka.

"A-And change into some normal clothes." With a slight flourish Momo was back in the clothes she'd worn before becoming a genie. "Why do I get the feeling you did that on purpose?"

Momo chuckled. "Because I did, Mistress."

"Of course. Let's get this taken care of. Make sure your parents don't have a heart attack, establish a way for us to meet again later without it seeming weird, then we can cover this whole genie business tomorrow. Sound fair?" Kyoka looked up at her.

"You're the Mistress."

"Funny." Tosses the lamp to her. "Catch."

Momo caught it, but once it was in her hands it dropped like a stone.

"What the heck?!"

Momo chuckled sheepishly. "Sorry, Mistress. I forgot to mention: genies can't move their own lamps. It's sort of the ultimate form of submission. You're going to have to hold onto it. Which is good anyway, if you ask me, since you can now summon me."

"We'll discuss that later. Give me your number."

"So forceful." Momo chuckled and followed all of Kyoka's instructions. She called her parents and came up with the excuse that she'd made a friend and time had gotten away from her. The way she said she was so engaged and they'd been talking for hours and they just clicked - Kyoka was beat red listening to the whole thing. And it didn't help that that word bounced around in her head. Forceful. She had taken charge pretty quick, hadn't she? But that didn't mean she was a Dom! No!

Momo hung up. "Father has sent a driver. He should be here in fifteen minutes. So, what do we do until then, Mistress?"

"We can take a bit of a walk," she said. "The place isn't that dirty anymore, after all." She looked at the lamp before tucking it into her jacket pocket. "Come on. We got a little time to talk. Who else would be on this beach?"