Natsumi's last wish

Natsumi made another brush stroke and stepped back. Was it too dark? She didn't want Emma to get the wrong idea. This was an expression of finding your way through darkness, not about being consumed by it.

Hmm...she stepped forward and added a few more lines to it. She'd been on quite a roll and was really starting to crave painting. Poor Emma had lost most of her apartment to Natsumi's art. Emma kept urging her to sell them but she didn't feel she was good enough yet. Her talent was all magically produced but she wanted to find her own vision before sending it out into the world.

She regarded it again. It was quite black. Maybe there was a little bit of darkness in her heart after all. These last few weeks had been amazing. The night after finishing Emma's big list had been perfect and since then they'd constantly played games to challenge each other and grow closer together.

Emma didn't always use her power, and certainly wasn't abusing it. Sometimes they used it to enhance their games, and their sex life, but most of the time Natsumi had full control of herself. Although it turns out that dressing like a slut and speaking submissively come pretty naturally to her.

Like right now. Emma had given her permission to wear whatever she wanted. What she wanted was nearly nothing. Partially because it was comfortable, but mostly because she wanted Emma to ravish her the moment she got home from work.

She wore a top that could cover her nipples if she tried to hold it in place, by really just pushed her tits together while covering nothing at all. Along with a skirt apron that gave her something to wipe her hands on but had absolutely no coverage at the back. And of course she wasn't wearing underwear, she almost never did after all. Finally she wore a collar. After Emma had removed the one she'd brought with the combination Natsumi had felt strangely naked. Since that day she'd pretty much work a collar 100% of the time, although this one had no lock and could be easily removed.

When Emma came home Natsumi spun around to see her, anticipating a quick romp, but a look on Emma's face made her apprehensive.

"Wait... what's wrong?" Natsumi asked.

"I got a call...from our lawyer. Um...I don't know how to say this... he...he's giving up."

Natsumi didn't understand, "What do you mean? You are paying him...how can he..."

"He gave me back the rest of the retainer, what he hadn't spent already. He said there is no chance, you're going to be deported. He recommends...you leave voluntarily."

"But...but..."

Emma rushed forward and hugged her, "It's ok. Let's just think of it like a vacation. We can explore Japan together."

"Together?" Natsumi said dumbly.

"Duh. I told you. You're mine. Of course I'm coming with you."

"A wish..." Natsumi said quietly. Not that she had any good ideas. If she had she would have tried it already.

"I tried everything. It's been at my office, anytime I get an idea I light it and try again. But I messed it all up when I made you Japanese in the first place. There just isn't enough to fix this. I'm sorry. This is all my fault!" Emma stepped back and pulled the candle out of her purse. She set it down a pulled out a lighter. As she spoke she sounded frantic, "I can't fix it but I can try making it up to you. I'll wish for you to have total control over me. You can take it out on me however you want." She lit the candle and the genie appeared.

Natsumi saw Emma open her mouth and her mind finally caught up to the situation. She couldn't let this happen. She rushed forward and bumped Emma out of the way, grabbing the lighter at the same time. Previously only the one who had lit it could make a wish so she tried the lighter on the already lit candle and made her wish, "I wish Emma had complete control over my body."

Emma's gasp was the last thing she heard before she passed out.

Natsumi slowly opened her eyes and sat up. She held her hand out in front of her. It was...wrong. It wasn't her hand. Or...it wasn't her hand any longer.

She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to look at the mirror. Looking back at her wasn't Natsumi at all...it was Lyle.

How is this possible? The genie said it was impossible. She looked down between her legs...as weird as it was she was definitely in a male body again. She gently touched it and shivered.

She went to find Emma, she was sitting at the kitchen table. She stood up when she saw Natsumi enter. She nervously played with her hair, "I...I changed you back. I can do that now apparently... it shouldn't work but it does... you don't have to stay with me anymore..."

Natsumi crossed her arms over her chest, "This again? Look when I gave you control over my body this is the last thing I thought you'd do. I thought you'd give me bigger tits or something. Not a cock."

"But...don't you want to be Lyle again?"

Natsumi shook her head, "I did. At first. But that's not who I am anymore. What I really want, more than anything, is you. I made that wish because I trust you. Because I love you. If you want me to be Lyle, I'll be Lyle. But if you want a busty submissive Japanese slut...well then that's who I want to be."

Emma gulped. Then suddenly Natsumi felt her body shifting. It was a strange sensation. Not painful or anything, just a feeling of strangeness. She shrunk and her cock disappeared once again. Her hair got longer and her skin smoother. Then her chest got bigger...and bigger...and bigger...

She rolled her eyes and hefted her new chest, "Seriously? Any bigger and I'd need a wheelbarrow." Emma had gone way beyond her original design. Natsumi could barely stand up straight her tits were so big.

Emma giggled, "You said you wanted bigger tits."

"No. I said I wanted to be your slut." Natsumi replied.

"Right...then you will cum whenever I touch those massive tits and...you won't speak unless you are on your knees."

Natsumi dropped to her knees and used a finger to beckon Emma over, "Then come here Mistress and touch my tits."

Emma smirked, but then got serious again, "Is this really ok... you are still going to be deported...I can't just make you someone new...and I still really fucked everything up and..."

Natsumi stood up and marched over to Emma. She grabbed Emma's hands and shoved them onto her tits, silently moaning as the orgasm hit her. Then she launched herself forward to kiss Emma. For a smart woman she could be pretty dense at times.

It's true they still had some problems. And the candle was now totally gone, they couldn't use magic to solve them. But Natsumi was pretty sure they didn't need it, they just needed each other.