Lamp breeding tattoo

Once inside her bedroom, Kyoka threw on her sleep T and lay across her mattress. Momo got down on her knees in front of the bed and bowed her head, making the girl roll her eyes again.

"Momo, you're not in trouble. You were compelled by the magic of the lamp. There's nothing to be mad at you about," Kyoka told her.

"It doesn't change the shame I feel, Mistress." She continued staring at her hands. "Not just for changing you with a wish, but for even thinking about another woman the way I feel about you."

Kyoka blushed, tried briefly to hide her face, before ultimately giving up on that and sitting up. "Hey. It's okay. It was a learning experience for both of us. Plus, now I get why you wanted to stay my genie so badly when we met. Those feelings from my mom's wish were...incredible. It was like she was my whole universe, beautiful and perfect and I felt like it was a gift just being in her presence.

"Do you really feel that way about me?"

It was one of the rare occasions that a little bit of red tinted Momo's cheeks as she smiled and nodded. "It's easier to get used to when you're a genie, Mistress. I feel all the things you felt about you, but I'm also able to assess you objectively. I can think about your needs and possible shortcomings without that hindering your place in my world."

Kyoka blushed. too and her right earjack spun around her wrist. "So, like, saying I need more muscle if I wanna be a hero?"

"Exactly," Momo nodded. "I think your body is perfect as it is, but if you have a desired goal, it does need to be trained in order to fulfill it."

"I didn't feel anything like that when looking at my Mom."

"You were overwhelmed by the sensation. My mind was also altered along with my body when I became a genie," Momo explained. "It's how I'm able to understand the full extent of my magic and how it affects reality. No human is smart enough to grasp such metaphysics naturally."

"So your brain can handle that level of devotion and still function like a normal person. Cool. Speaking of your magic, I don't want Mom to find out about the lamp all over again. Is that wish for sexual stuff to be muted still active?" Kyoka asked.

"It is, Mistress."

The little rocker grabbed the lamp and laid across the bed, raising her shirt slightly to show her abdomen and soft folds. "Th-Then play with my pussy while we talk about what to do with this lamp."

Momo couldn't resist a little giggle at the request. While it was true her love and devotion to her mistress didn't blind her to everything else, it was still a genuine treat to give Kyoka pleasure. She lay beside her mistress, helping the girl rest her head on her breast while her hand went down and gently traced those pink lips.

"Woo...Hehe. That's pretty good. Is this sexual enough to count for the wish? I don't want you to outright finger me so we can still talk," Kyoka asked.

"It should suffice. So what were you thinking for protections?" Momo made gentle little kisses on top of Kyoka's head as the girl thought.

"Well it needs to be a place where it can't be stolen. Not only should we put in some sort of safeguard to prevent people from hearing about the lamp, but we should make it impossible to get even if they do know about it," Kyoka muttered. It was difficult to come up with a good hiding place with the heat rising between her legs. Wait..."Momo, does the lamp have to always be a lamp?"

Momo thought about this as she circled her thumb over Kyoka's clit, making the girl suddenly jump and thrash her hips. She reached down and steadied the genie's hand so she could stay focused on the conversation. Momo chuckled. "Sorry. But yes, as long as the wish abides by my rules as a sex genie you should be able to change its form. What did you have in mind?"

"Well..." Kyoka looked down at her abdomen and put her hand just below her belly button. "What about a tattoo? Like, make the lamp able to transform into a tattoo I wear on my body so that only I can get access to it?"

"That is brilliant, Mistress," Momo beamed beside her. "That way you'll never be without it, no one can take it, and it adds to your sexy punk aesthetic. Mm~ picturing you with a sexy tattoo right about your womb is making my pussy heat up just thinking about it, Mistress."

"O-Okay, calm down, you horny 3-D printer," Kyoka blushed, but ultimately smiled at the compliment. Even if genie-magic-induced, it was nice to be desired like that. "Okay, I wish that the lamp would turn into a breeding tattoo that I can put against my stomach and pull out again at my will. I will be able to summon you if I rub it, but no one else can. Okay?"

Momo snapped her fingers. The lamp rattled a little and glowed a dull gold light in Kyoka's hands before it settled back into its ordinary state. It didn't feel any different in her grasp. Kyoka set it against her stomach and felt it start to sink a little. She sat up and pressed the lamp all the way down.

Hovering just above her pussy was a heart-shaped tattoo with wisps of a smoke and music design coming out from it and spreading in two directions, going down again into two smaller hearts. It was quite clearly a womb pattern, like the kind of breeder tattoos seen on demon women in anime. But it was also asymmetrical, as it didn't just resemble a heart, but also had the telltale cursive curves of a spout and handle on the sides.

Kyoka hooked her fingers and raked them against the handle drawn onto her skin. The lamp was easily pulled partway back out.

"This is so cool..." Kyoka whispered to Momo. "Is this what it's like to pull stuff out of your quirk?"

"Not too different, actually. But not nearly as sexy." Momo pulled her more into an embrace and kissed her cheek, looking at the lamp hovering midway through the girl's skin. "No one will ever be able to take me away from you again. I'm so lucky."

"Yeah. Me too." Kyoka pushed the lamp back down and hugged her genie, now truly hers, now and forevermore.