Natsumi confronts Emma

Her snack break helped to settle her. She decided not to go buy a bikini. She couldn't try it on anyway. She was a little angry with Emma, so she decided to spend her money in other ways. Natsumi grinned, she knew just what to buy. She asked around at the cafe for direction and set off on her destination.

This store was smaller than the one she used to frequent closer to Lyle's apartment, but she quickly saw that it had just what she wanted. "Can I help you with anything miss?" A voice behind her said.

She turned a saw an employee standing there. She offered him a weak smile, "No. I'm good. Thanks."

He didn't leave, "What kind of comics does your boyfriend like? I can help you find something."

Natsumi turned to him, incredulous. Did people like him really existing? "Oh, well kind of comics does your girlfriend like?"

He scratched his head, "Uh...I don't have a girlfriend."

Natsumi smiled, "Oh? How surprising! Now really, I don't need any help. Go away."

The man looked like he wanted to say something, but then his head drooped and he left. What an ass! Natsumi collected a ton of comics. Lyle never had a lot of money to spare and so there was a ton of issues he'd longed for. Since Emma was paying, why not indulge? She picked out a bunch she'd really wanted and was almost done when she spotted a section for manga. Out of curiosity she picked one up. It was in English. She supposed there wouldn't be a lot of Japanese customers here. She put it back. Maybe she'd try ordering some books in Japanese later, it might be fun to practice with her new language. After she paid for her stack of comics she was left with $1.56 cents. She experienced a moment of guilt for having spent almost $300 of Emma's hard earned money, but it didn't last. Emma had obviously meant for her to spend it on other things, no way a bikini could cost $300....right?

Anyway she decided to head home and get reading. It was a long walk home but she was getting pretty used to these heels so it didn't bother her as much as she thought it would. She decided to ignore the rest of Emma's list, she didn't need clothes or orgasms any more. She sat down to read until Emma came home.

When Emma arrived Natsumi was sitting on the couch reading. She put her book down and stood up, "Welcome back Emma. Did you have a good day?"

Emma grinned, "I did. Wow, look at you. You look amazing! So...tell me...did you cross off any other items on my list?"

Natsumi put her hands on her hips, "You mean did I get to cum? Ya. I did."

Emma squealed, "So it worked! Awesome!"

Natsumi shook her head, "Not awesome. First I bought some candy at a Japanese-owned shop. As soon as I said goodbye I came, right then and there. The poor woman thought I was having a heart attack. Then I was walking down the street at hit my distance target. I was so shocked by the orgasm that I felt and scrapped my knee. I could have been really hurt!"

Emma's face dropped and she rushed over to Natsumi, "Oh I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for it to work that way. I thought you'd be able to come home after and you know, take care of business yourself."

Natsumi waved her off and stepped back, "Look Emma....we need to talk."

"Uh oh...what's going on?" Emma asked.

Natsumi sighed, trying to think of how to say this, "Ok. Well things are pretty fucked up right now. Let me just lay everything out there ok? I had...well still have, a crush on you. That's why I made my original wish. You know that I like you. I know that physically I'm your ideal woman. I also know that you have used subsequent wishes to make me even more of your ideal. Making me understand Japanese, knowing how to cook. Even getting control of my clothing and orgasms to satisfy your own kinks. Not that I'm mad about that, not specifically. It's just...well...What I don't know is how you really feel about me. Not this tiny Asian chick with a huge rack, but me. Natsumi. Or rather, the person who Lyle was," Natsumi picked Emma's list off the table and held it up, "If you want me to play these games...I think it could be hot. I can do it. But I need to know what this is. Between us. I don't want to be your toy, or even your sugar baby. I want to be...I want to be your girlfriend. And if you don't want the same thing that's fine. I can't **** you to. But then I want you to give me back control, and I'll move out and move on."

Emma took a moment to process. Then she stepped close again. So close that Natsumi had to crane her neck all the way up to look at her eyes. She'd forgotten just how short she was now. Emma smiled down at her and then ran her hand through Natsumi's hair, "Oh Nat..." She pulled Natsumi's head towards her as she lowered her own and she kissed Natsumi on the lips. It was a brief, chaste kiss, but it still sent a wave of pleasure coursing through Natsumi's body. "You are right. I've been using you and it's not fair. I suppose I let this all go to my head. I think that is understandable though. After all not only did the woman of my dreams appeared before me, but she brought me a genie and let me use magic to take control..." Emma stepped back and put her hands on her hips, "You want to know how I feel about you? Lyle was my best friend, but I never had any romantic thoughts about him. It wasn't anything you could have controlled, you just had the wrong parts. Now my best friend is the hottest, most adorable woman I can imagine? Like you even have to ask...I never want to let you go..." Emma stepped forward again and started to unbutton Natsumi's blouse..."I don't need magic powers to strip you..." She pushed the blouse off Natsumi's shoulders and reached behind to unhook her bra. She tossed that aside too and then cupped Natsumi's breasts in her hands. She squeezed gently and Natsumi moaned in pleasure.

Emma then unzipped Natsumi's skirt and pulled it down, along with her panties. Emma ran a finger along Natsumi's thigh, "And I don't need magic to make you cum...You want to know how I feel about you? Follow me pet, and I'll show you."

Emma turned and walked towards the bedroom. After a moment's hesitation Natsumi hurried after her. As she entered the bedroom Emma surprised her by flinging her onto the bed. She pushed Natsumi's knees aside and crawled between her legs. Emma looked up at her and grinned and tucked her hair behind her ear. Then she lowered her face and started kissing Natsumi's legs. Starting around her knees and working her way up. Natsumi's breath started get faster and faster, this was really happening. Emma was about to...

Except she didn't. Emma ignored her pussy entirely and kissed her belly, then her chest. She licked and teased her nipples. Her neck. She nibbled on her ear. Natsumi was so turned on, she imagined she was soaking the sheets. "Please!" She begged.

"Oh? Did you want something?" Emma whispered into Natsumi's ear.

"Please make me cum!" Natsumi said.

"Hmm...well I have been curious about what you taste like...but you do not have permission to cum." Emma started kissing her way down Natsumi's body again. This time she did lay kisses on her pubic mound, then gently licked her slit. Natsumi moaned loudly, she couldn't believe it felt this good and Emma hadn't even touched her clit yet. This was way better than the vibrator.

Finally Emma started to eat her out in earnest. Natsumi was sure if she had been permitted to she would have cum right away. It was exquisite ****, being kept on the edge as Emma kissed and licked. She begged and bucked her hips, **** to cum. Emma ignored all of it. Natsumi was crying out, begging, when suddenly Emma stopped. Natsumi opened her eyes and looked at her. Emma stood up on the bed and pulled down her panties. She knelt back down on the bed and crawled up Natsumi's body, "You will cum the moment I do," Emma said. Then she hiked her skirt up, raised her hips and scooted forward. Natsumi stared at Emma's pink pussy hovering inches above her face, "Now lick." Emma ordered. She lowered herself down slightly.

Natsumi reached out with her tongue, but she could barely touch Emma. She grabbed Emma's thighs with her hands and tried to pull her closer. Emma peeled Natsumi's hands of her and intertwined their fingers, then pushed Natsumi's hands out. "Now now, there is no need to rush. Take your time." Emma teased.

Emma would raise and lower herself, forcing Natsumi to slowly get her worked up. Eventually though they both wanted it too much and Emma allowed Natsumi to regain control of their pace. She let go of Natsumi's hands and let her pull her close. Natsumi licked like she was ****, and it a way she was. She wasn't sure if it was her own perception of when Emma came, or enforced by magic, but suddenly both of them were shaking as they were hit by powerful orgasms. Emma rolled off her and moved to lie beside her. They kissed and Natsumi felt more content than she'd felt in a very long time.

They held each other for a while, but eventually Emma broke the silence, "So...um...do you want to be my girlfriend then?"

Natsumi smiled, "What's with the shy act all of a sudden? Don't you want to order me instead?"

Emma laughed, "Right. I do. Ok. You are my girlfriend now." She leaned forward and kissed her. "You are all mine."

Eventually hunger brought the two of them out of bed. Emma gave Natsumi permission to dress...in her panties and bra only. Natsumi decided to cook. After all she had all this new knowledge and skill, might as well use it. As she was cooking Emma picked up the envelope Natsumi had received the other day.

"Hey Nat, what's this?" Emma asked.

"Oh, I forgot about that. I don't know, why don't you open it." Natsumi said.

Emma did and pulled out a letter. As she read her face looked incredibly worried, "Nat...this is bad...fuck!"

Natsumi put down the knife on her cutting board and turned to her, "Huh? What is it?"

Emma turned the paper around to show her, "It's...um...fuck I'm so sorry. This is all my fault...it's a notice to appear...a deportation hearing."

"What? But I'm..." Natsumi blinked. She wasn't a US citizen. Emma had wanted her to be Japanese...so she was Japanese...shit. But wait, she had a green card...right?

"I'm sorry. I thought permanent resident meant permanent! I was just indulging my stupid fantasy and now...fuck. I'm so sorry." Emma seemed really upset.

Well...it was her fault. Natsumi had to admit that much. Yet she didn't find herself blaming Emma. She hadn't meant for this to happen after all. Natsumi would be the last person to blame her for messing up a wish. She knew all too well how easy that was to do. She put her hand over Emma's, "It's ok. We'll figure this out," She quickly read the letter, "It looks like there is still a chance. I hate to bother you for so much money but...can you afford a lawyer?"

Emma nodded frantically, "Yes. Whatever it takes. You finish making dinner, I'll find us a lawyer."