Mira doesn't care how he does, so long as he uses her~<3

"You know... it'd be easier to answer the question of how wouldn't I want to use you," he admitted as he walked around Mira, admiring her body from all angles. Mira crooned, doing her best to display herself for him as she sat up on her knees, placing her hands behind her head. She loved when he did things like this, making her feel like a sex object. Oh, she still knew she was a person, but her super subby genie nature delighted in setting personhood aside, and letting her Master see her as an item to be used. Even if he never truly saw her that way, him pretending to do so was good enough for her.

Markus stopped directly behind his kneeling genie-turned-succubus and rubbed his chin as she squirmed. His fingers traced the edge of a horn, the texture slightly slick and metallic, yet still warm. The squirms intensified. In the background, the bunny girls quieted down to a soft murmur as they cuddled in the after glow.

"Oh?" He began to smirk as Mira let out a shuddery little gasp. "Are your horns sensitive?" He squeezed down, stroking the blunt tip with his thumb.

"Uh-huh!" Mira was frozen in her position aside from the flicking of her tail and the subtle rise and fall of her chest.

Markus considered the way her horns fit in his hands like handlebars. "I think I know exactly how I'm gonna use you..."

He moved in front of her, grabbing both of her horns, and pulling her face up towards his cock. "Open your mouth," he ordered assertively.

Mira's mouth opened without hesitation or restraint, her jaw slack and tongue lolling out past her chin. She shivered as her Master adjusted his grip, moving and posing her like a doll. Using her as just an object. She began to feel all floaty again...

Markus stared in fascinated arousal. Mira's mouth nearly glowed with heat. Her lips and tongue were a molten orange color, the insides of her cheeks and the back of her throat were a deep red that was almost normal, but still gave the impression of silky-soft heat.

The succubus-genie shuddered in his grip, her hot breath making his cock twitch. "Good girl..." He tightened his hold and dragged the underside of his cock over her tongue. "Stay just like that."

"Ah? Aggulrk!"

He drove in with a pleased grunt.

Holding her head in place, he moaned as he began to fuck her face. "Oh yeah..."

Izumi and Ochaco sat up and watched, intrigued at the spectacle. They began fingering themselves, Izumi in particular moaning as she explored her new anatomy. Their legs stayed intertwined and they naturally held hands.

Markus began to truly hammer into his first ****'s face, the succubus taking his brutal thrusts with barely a whimper of complaint, her tail swaying happily, the clapping sound growing louder and more rapid.

Izumi spoke to Ochaco, voice soft to not ruin the moment. "Wow, do you—" she stopped as the sound of her voice registered. It was lighter and sweeter than her male voice, but it didn't feel wrong either. "You think we could use our new ears as handlebars too?"

Ochaco giggled into her girlfriend's neck. "There's certainly one way to find out~" She rose up on her knees and twisted to face Markus, cottontail wiggling and ears perked up. "Master? May I have my cock again please?"

"Go ahead... actually, I just had an idea," Markus grunted as he slowed his thrusts momentarily so he could focus on speaking. "Mira, I wish that your mouth and Izumi's would have a link to your respective pussies for the duration of this oral sex."

Mira hummed around the dick in her mouth, causing Markus to tighten his grip on her horns, then she bucked her hips as the wish did its work, the sensation of being filled mirroring and blending. "Hhhgwahhna!" She quivered in orgasm, but stayed remarkably still, aside from her tail curling up between her legs and into her pussy as it fluttered around a phantom dick.

Izumi licked her lips, staring at the futa-cock that had sprouted from her girlfriend's clit, the shaft twitched in time with their panting. Ochaco stood with Izumi kneeling before her, muscular thighs brushing against stiff nipples.

"Are you ready?" Ochaco asked, her hands pulling on fluffy green ears.

Izumi felt something new deep inside her clench in anticipation and a fresh batch of fluid stained her thighs. "Yes..." She gulped and leaned in to kiss the tip, whimpering as she felt an echo of sensation on her labia. "Fuck my throat with your— glurk!"

Markus continued to fuck Mira's face, grunting and groaning in pleasure as he did. Izuku moaned as she suckled Ochaco's dick, holding her thighs, and gasping as Ochaco grabbed her ears in turn.

Markus grunted, then groaned his release into Mira's throat, pulling her down until her forehead was pressed into his trembling and and her nose was flattened into his pubic bone. Not that she seemed to mind, purring and cooing as her Master's warm cum filled her belly.

He sagged slightly, the crazy events of the day hitting him all at once. Before his knees gave out, he reached down and pulled Mira off of his shaft.

"Mwah-uh? Wha we doin next?" She slurred as she latched on, snuggling into his chest.

"Right now, I wish the nearest lounge chair was ready to catch me." He said calmly.

"Hm? Sure..."

"Good girl." Markus sighed and let his legs collapse so he and his genie were sprawled out together on the chair.

"Hehehe~ I'm your good girl..." Mira murmured, already halfway asleep.

That left Markus to watch the stars come out as Ochaco rammed her —boyfriend? Girlfriend?— Lover's head onto her cock by the ears. Both of them gasping and moaning in delirious bliss as they enjoyed their changed bodies.

He chuckled, and let his eyes shut for a bit. He just wanted to relax for the moment.

This... Has been a magical day...

Admira Note: The End! For now. Sexyslave and I may come back to continue this, but we're both busy with other things right now. This branch is officially on hiatus!