It's Moxxie, what did you expect?

"WHAT. THE. FUCK!?" Moxxie screamed as he started hyperventilating.

"This can't be happening! my boss's daughter can't have just turned into a 'sex genie' or whatever! it simply shouldn't be possible!" the Imp began rambling to himself, trying to rationalize the whole situation. but his brain was struggling to keep up with the situation.

"Master. are you okay?" Loona asked, her breasts jiggling softly.

Moxxie finally came to his senses, he noticed the Hellhound Genie's breasts were quite close to his face. "No! I am not okay. you shouldn't be this! you are a Hellhound, not a sex genie. how in Lucifers name am I going to fix this!?"

Loona put on a pouty face which further disturbed Moxxie. "please don't fix this master. I like being a sex genie."

Moxxie's brain broke for the second time. "What do you mean you like this?!"

"Well, master. part of being a Sex Genie is that I'm now under some slight brainwashing to make me loyal and submissive. isn't that wonderful?"

"It sure is not! this isn't you." Moxxie yelled, voice cracking. "You're usually a pain in my ass."

"yes master. you're right, this isn't me. this is a better me." Loona giggled.

Moxxie took a moment to process what the hellhound just said, 'better her?' well, part of him did agree that this was better, but the other part of him knew Blitz would kill him if he saw his daughter like this.

"Hey master. why don't you make a wish? that'll cheer you up." Loona asked.

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