Natsumi makes another wish

Natsumi opened her eyes. She expected to find Emma groping her. Instead she found herself alone in bed. She yawned and sat up. Getting out of bed she went into the kitchen, but Emma wasn't there either. It wasn't a particularly large apartment and within a few minutes she determined that Emma wasn't home. Then she found a box sitting on the counter. There was a note on top of it.

Good morning cutie!

Sorry I didn't wake you, but you were just too adorable. I made this Girl Survival Kit for you, hope it helps you adjust. Oh and I wanted to test something, do you think my control works when written down? Let's test it!

Remove all your clothes and stay naked until you paint all your nails!

Natsumi's hands shot up on their on and pulled off her shirt. Then her fingers curled into her waistband and pulled them down. She stepped out of her pants and stood there, totally nude. "Emma!" She cried.

Natsumi groaned. She knew it was pointless to try getting dressed. Since becoming a girl she'd spent very little time naked and now it had been **** on her. It felt strange, she couldn't avoid seeing her boobs. They were just so huge and the bounced with every moment. It was distracting. She shook her head and looked at the box to distract herself. She took off the lid and looked inside.

There was several bottles of nail polish. Looks like her choices were pink, purple or blue. She held out her hand and looked at her fingernails...she just couldn't imagine painting them. She wouldn't play Emma's game...not yet anyway. Ok, what else is in this box? Oh. Pads and tampons. Natsumi gulped, she hadn't even thought about periods yet. She set those aside too, she didn't even want to think about that.

There was some makeup, not that Natsumi had much idea of how to use any of it. A hairbrush, nail clippers, tweezers and a razor. Finally there was a small box. It was a vibrator. Natsumi was too curious, she opened the box and pulled out a small cylinder. This is it? It's so small. There was a little button and she pushed it and it started to vibrate. She squeaked a dropped it. She instinctively looked around to see if anyone saw. Of course, she was alone. She couldn't believe such a feminine squeak had come from her mouth. Ark!

She picked it up and turned it off and set it aside. It wasn't time for that. She felt her stomach rumble and checked out Emma's fridge. Unlike the fridge back in Lyle's apartment, this one was full. She saw the peanut butter and jam and instantly thought about making herself a sandwich but then her eyes darted to the tofu. A little checking and she realized she knew exactly what to do for breakfast.

It took a little bit of effort but after some time she was sitting down to a meal of rice, miso soup and an omelet. She was a few bites in when it finally clicked, "I've never made this before..." Just like the dinner she made last night this was clearly Japanese food. Lyle was not a very adventurous man. She'd had sushi before, but that was about the extent of it. She'd never eaten miso soup, how did she know how to make it? And she was using chopsticks? Why did she pick those instead of a fork?

She found her phone and sent a photo of her meal to Emma with the caption, How did I know how to make this?

Emma's reply came quickly, with several messages in quick succession.

Umm... ;)

Sorry

Don't be mad!

I added a line...or two...to your wish...

Natsumi stared at it. She added something to the wish? That piece of paper, but...why?

She typed a reply, Emma? How could you? What else did you do?

I was just trying to be nice! Really! Try watching Demon Slayer. No subtitles!

Natsumi sighed and set down her chopsticks. She turned the tv on and moments later she was watching anime. Without subtitles. In Japanese. Natsumi groaned. Emma really was into Japanese culture? Natsumi felt a little objectified...but it wasn't really her culture, right? And she had somewhat objectified Emma to begin with.

Before she could reply to Emma, she got another text, By the way....what are you wearing?

Natsumi sighed and typed a message, Let me get dressed and I'll forgive you for changing my wish.

No way, just paint your nails. You'd look cute in pink!

Natsumi put her phone away. She'd deal with Emma later. She still had to finish her breakfast.

After breakfast she did sit down on the couch and watch some more anime. She guessed it was pretty cool knowing another language. If all Emma had done was give her knowledge of Japanese language and cuisine then she would have to forgive her. Well, forgive her for messing with the wish. She was still a little upset about being naked. She wasn't about to paint her nails for Emma's sake.

Eventually she decided she needed a shower, she was starting to stink. She went into the shower and got started. She had so much hair it too forever to wash. Then she finally started washing her body. Her breasts were so sensitive she zoned out a little bit as she washed them. Then even worse she brought the cloth between her legs and felt a bloom of heat. It felt so wrong to masturbate in this body but...well Emma wasn't here. She set the cloth aside and used her hand to touch her slit. It felt good, but nothing like rubbing a dick.

Her finger slide inside and eventually found her clit. She started rubbing and had to clutch the side of the shower for support. Ok, that was more like it. Oh, yes. That was amazing. When she came she nearly fell and let out a loud moan. As she recovered she smiled, well there was one good thing about being a woman.

Afterwards she dried her hair, which took forever. Then she realized she should really by combing her unruly mop. She left the bathroom to find the hairbrush in the survival box. When she opened the box her eyes fell on the vibrator. If using her hands felt that good...

A minute later she was lying in bed with the vibrator in her hand. OK, here goes. She turned it on and brought it between her legs. She felt a wisp of pleasure as it brushed against her lips, but she knew to get the full effect of this bullet vibrator she'd have to do more than that. She pushed it until it hit her clit and let out a gasp of pleasure. Wow, that was amazing!

It didn't take long before she came again. She smiled to herself, could she have another? Women were supposed to be able to have multiple orgasms right? She kept the vibrator tight to her clit and held on. The answer was yes, oh yes! She came again, and again, and again. She lost track of everything else and just let the pleasure wash over her. Even when it started to feel super sensitive she kept going, it just felt so good!

Then, disaster! The battery died. She groaned in frustration and shook her head, "No. No." She set the vibrator aside and tried finishing herself off with her fingers. She tried until her fingers were sore and gave up. No no, this wasn't working anymore! She got up from the bed and went to plug the vibrator in. As she did she realized how slick her thighs were. Should she take another shower? She sighed, it was already noon? She'd wasted all morning with that thing.

She decided to take a quick lunch. Afterwards she looked at the box and saw the nail polish again. Well...it wouldn't be good if she was naked when Emma showed up. With a groan she grabbed the pink bottle. She went and sat on the bed and opened it. Carefully she painted each toe nail. She frowned, it did look pretty cute. She looked at her finger nails...she should just do them too. She started with her left hand and had just finished when there was a knock at the door.

She didn't want to answer naked, but she was curious with who it could be. She set the polish down and walked over to the door. She looked through the peephole and saw a mailman standing there. She put the chain on the door and opened it, sticking just her head where he could see her, "Uh hello?"

"Hi. I've got a registered letter for Natsumi Komi, that you?"

"Ya. That's me." She said.

"I need a signature." He said, holding out a tablet.

"One second," She shut the door and removed the chain, then opened it, still hiding behind the door. She quickly signed and he handed her the envelope, "Thanks." She closed the door.

She set the envelope down on the counter. Before she could look at it she noticed the vibrator was fully charged. Well, she was feeling a little frustrated after her last orgasm was cut off. She could do it one more time and she'd still have time to shower, get dressed and be ready for Emma to return.

She grabbed the vibrator and ran back to the bed. Her orgasm came quickly and she figured she had enough time for another so she kept going...and going...and going.

"Natsumi! I'm home!" Emma's voice rang out.

Crap! Natsumi bolted up. She looked around in a panic. She hadn't finished painting her nails so she couldn't even throw on some clothes. She opened the night table and hid the vibrator and then pulled the covers up and hid.

Emma entered the bedroom with a smirk, "Whatcha doing Nat?"

Natsumi blushed, "Uh, I'm just lying down."

Emma stepped forward, "Lying down? A nap? After sleeping in? Tsk tsk, maybe you should be punished..." Emma stopped beside the bed, towering over Natsumi. Emma grinned, "Or maybe you should be punished for lying? I guess being honest doesn't include lies of omission."

"Lying...I'm not..." Natsumi started.

Emma laughed and grabbed the blanket and flung it away, exposing Natsumi's naked body, "Please! Natsumi you know the whole apartment smells like pussy. Plus I saw you took the vibe out of the box. So? How many times did you cum?"

Natsumi tried to cover herself with her arms, "I don't know. I lost count."

"Nat! Just look at the bed. You've soaked the sheets. You really do need to be punished. I'll go make us dinner. I want you to strip the bed and put the laundry on. There's clean sheets in hall closet. Then you'll take a shower. You may put a dress on afterwards. I'll help you finish painting your nails and brush out your hair afterwards. Ok, get going."

Natsumi felt totally humiliated as she moved to obey. She couldn't believe she'd let herself get so distracted that she got caught masturbating all day. She was too mortified to even think about refusing Emma's commands. After she'd showered and put on the far too slutty dress she went to see Emma who brushed her hair and painted her remaining fingernails. Then they ate their dinner in silence.

When dinner was done Emma went and pulled out the candle, "What are you doing with that?" Natsumi asked.

Emma handed the lighter to Natsumi, "Light it. I think it's clear to me that you can't control yourself. You'll never get anything done if you just spend all day jilling off. I want you to wish that I had control of your orgasms. Just like how I control your clothing."

"But..." Natsumi started.

"No buts. You know I'm right."

"No...it was just my first time. I can control myself. I don't need to..." Natsumi argued.

"You do. Trust me. I'm not going to **** you to be totally chaste or anything, but I'll help you learn how to deal with these new feelings you have. I'm your friend, I'm just looking out for you. Go ahead, make the wish."

Natsumi gulped and looked at the lighter in her hand. Could she really do this? Emma was staring daggers at her. She just felt like she'd disappointed her friend. She'd really messed up. With a sigh she stood up and lit the candle.

Moments later the genie had appeared. There wasn't much wax left but a wish like this shouldn't use much. She gulped, "I wish Emma had total control over my orgasms."

The genie granted her wish and smoke exploded through the apartment and once again Natsumi lost consciousness.