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Chapter 11 by Quiet One Quiet One

With that settled, what do rocker and genie do now?

Well, she does have a willing genie...

Kyoka looked over at Momo sitting beside her. She was patient and demure; her hands were in her lap, arms pushing her chest together. That wonderful chest. Kyoka steeled herself. She was going to have to get used to being able to do whatever she wanted with her busty, glamorous genie. She still wasn't quite ready for sex, but she had to get a hold of those boobs again.

"Momo, take your breasts out," she ordered.

The genie beamed at the order and grabbed the bottom of her harem top. "Ooh. Want to play, Mistress?" She pulled it off over her head.

"Just your boobs. It's getting late, anyway," she replied. Never mind that I still don't know how to make this feel good for you too, she added in her head. Yes, Momo would enjoy anything she'd do to her, but she should get to have fun too, right?

Those perfect orbs sprung free. Kyoka cupped them in her hands, weighed how heavy they were, and - after some hesitation - put her lips to a protruding nipple. As she kissed and squeezed them her earjacks took on a life of their own. The metal tip lightly touched her skin, a light grazing to her flesh, making a tingle along Momo's skin. They snaked around and encircled her breasts, adding a second layer of squeeze. Her heartbeat pumped through the cords from her ears, making them vibrate lightly.

"M-Mistress~ U-u-u-uhhH~" Momo's eyes rolled up into her head as she flew her arms around Kyoka's back.

"I-It's just boob-play. You don't have to pretend for me." Kyoka took her right nipple into her mouth, sucking on it as her earjacks tightened more around her left breast.

Momo's legs kicked uncontrollably and joined her arms in wrapping around the smaller girl's waist. "N-Not pretending! Y-You're squeezing hard! Vibrating! Your cords are like tying me up...U-u-uughH~" Her legs kicked again and her whole body bucked up into her. "I-I'm gonna cum just from my breasts!"

Kyoka's hand flew up and clamped over her mouth. "You're being too loud. Mom's bound to hear you. Um...I wish any sexual thing I do in private - either with other people or by myself - won't be detected by anyone."

Despite shuddering beneath her, Momo was still able to snap effortlessly. Now confident they wouldn't be interrupted, she turned up the vibrations of her earjacks, the shaking cords and Kyoka's lips returning to her chest eventually sending Momo over the edge. Kyoka felt a wetness between her legs where their hips touched. Momo's body jerking under her filled the rocker with no small amount of pride.

"Wow..." She panted and grinned at Momo, who was still recovering from her boob-gasm. "I didn't know someone could actually cum from their tits."

"Didn't even enhance my sensitivity..." Momo looked up at her with a dreamy smile. "All kinds of things will be possible for you now, Mistress."

"I'm starting to get that. Will I see you at the beach tomorrow while I train with Izuku?"

"Absolutely, Mistress. As you said, the boy's new sister is our responsibility. And I'm curious just what my wish created as well." She rubbed her breasts gently. "I wonder if hers are as sensitive as mine. I wonder what her moans sound like."

She smirked as Kyoka's blush returned. "Still love messing with me, don't you? Alright, well, you go back home and I'll get some sleep for tomorrow."

"Mistress, I can't simply will myself back home," Momo explained. "You can summon me from the lamp - I could be anywhere in the world and yet with a single rub I would come to you. But being able to freely travel away from my lamp - too free for my submissive bondage to the object. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you're going to have to wish me back."

"And the wish has to be sexual. Okay, this shouldn't be too hard. I wish you were back in your bedroom, and that you were naked," Kyoka said.

Momo nodded and held up her fingers. "See you tomorrow, Mistress." And with a snap she was gone.

Kyoka laid across her bed. With some of her concerns settled, she felt the hour finally hit her. She yawned and shuffled with her sheets. She touched her leg and felt the damp spot Momo had left. Upon closer inspection, she saw she was wet too. I should've wished to cum before she left, the little rocker sighed to herself. She picked up the lamp and set it on her bedside table, trying to ignore her excited heartbeat and get some sleep. Tomorrow, she told herself. I'll have that fun tomorrow.

How does tomorrow go?

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