Not as well as Mira would've hoped.

"Mira?" he asked, apprehensive. "Is that really you? Are you alright?"

Even as he questioned her, he caught his eyes wandering over her form, unconsciously adjusting his glasses as he **** himself to look back up at her.

"I'm a better me!" Mira declared, black and blue hair flipping out of her eyes. "And I'm more than alright, Master!" She twirled in midair, loving the way his eyes followed her movements. "I must be pretty and hot enough to be worthy of your attentions now!"

At her Master's stricken look, the genie continued. "Unless you don't like my new body! I can change to be whatever you want!"

Why did he seem even more upset!? Was Mira not doing to obedience thing correctly?

"Mira? Were you brainwashed or something when you became a genie?" He questioned her. "Because you seem way too happy about the whole being essentially a magic **** thing." Worry was etched on his face as he spoke.

Mira held up a thumb and forefinger, maybe half an inch apart. "Only a little bit!" She bounced. "Isn't it awesome? It certainly felt awesome having my mind rewired to serve you, Master~"

"...okay, is there a way to undo this?" he asked her. "Should I wish you free?"

Mira almost, almost, almost grabbed her Master by the shoulders to shake him and shove her tits in his face until he understood. But no, that wouldn't be submissive, and certainly not obedient!

"Please don't free me, Master!" Mira wrung her hands and blinked back tears. "I love feeling like this— I don't have to think about anything except serving you. No responsibilities or expectations, just-just tell me what you want me to do, Master!"

"You... Actually want this?" he asked her in disbelief. "Mira, you can't be serious. Why would you want to be a genie?"

"Because maybe you'll finally fuck me!" The words nearly exploded out of her. Her expanded bosom heaved with her breaths as she gave in and knelt on her tail at her stubborn Master's feet. "I've tried hints! Walking around in just a towel, bending over without panties, outright telling you I was aromantic and willing to suck you off if you were stressed!"

Putting words to action, Mira squished her breasts into Markus' thighs, her cheek pressed into the outline of his erection. She shuddered as the scent hit her.

"Mira..." Markus was stunned.

The **** hunger in her eyes would be frightening if her demeanor wasn't so submissive still. She made no moves to tear off Markus' pants, barely moved at all really. Simply savoring the knowledge she (finally!) had proof that at least one part of him wanted to fuck her.

"Why wouldn't I wanna be a genie? I just have to obey and fuck whoever Master tells me to~"