It's an orgy on campus and everyone's invited

With neither of them actually needing sleep, Emma and Claire both woke up before dawn, the genie languidly pulling her ass off of Edward's cock while continuing to give her Mistress a blowjob. She let herself be dragged down to the kitchen, feeling no pain from being pulled along the floor or bumped down the stairs.

Emma decided not to create breakfast from nothing and instead used her telekinesis and time control to prepare a huge batch of pancakes, keeping them warm for when her boyfriend woke up.

"I assume my cum is enough sustenance for you, Claire?" she asked as the genie greedily slurped down the dribbles Emma was spurting out, each of them more than enough to fill the enlarged pool they had been swimming in the previous day.

"Of course, Mistress," Claire confirmed. "Really, the mere knowledge that I'm your abject **** is enough to sustain me for all of time; your cum is just a bonus."

"Well, you're welcome to join Edward and me for some pancakes anyway."

"You really are too kind, Mistress."

Emma leaned back against a counter and let herself relax into blowing a modest continuous load into the genie, each one large enough to bury the entire town under a foot of jizz.

She let her telepathy roam toward her sleeping boyfriend.

"Claire, make it so that he won't worry overly about what I have to tell him about the whole 'going away tomorrow' thing, okay?"

"Done, Mistress."

"When exactly is it going to happen tomorrow, though?"

"Should be midafternoon. Forty-eight hours on the dot after you brushed the lamp."

"So I'll still have the morning to have some fun, and then a going-away celebration or something."

"I'll let you know when there's only a few minutes left, Mistress. I don't exactly know what will happen so it would probably be best to be somewhere private when the time comes."

Emma nodded. "That's easy enough to arrange." She sent a telepathic signal to Edward to wake him up, then divvied up breakfast onto three plates. Another wave of her hand made butter, whipped cream and various syrups pop into existence, put a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice at each of their spots, and got rid of their morning mouth.

Claire pouted just a bit as she popped her head off of Emma's shaft and sat down at the circular table with the other two, but quickly had a smile on her face again when she discovered that any toppings she put on her pancakes instantly transmuted themselves into a mix of Edward's and Emma's cum, with varying viscosities and colours, and that the pancakes had been made with Emma's breast milk. Edward didn't notice that latter part, of course.

"So you've got your usual schedule for Friday, Em?" Edward asked between bites.

"Something like that," Emma said with a small chuckle. "Same for you?"

"Mostly. There's a seminar I want to attend, though, so I'll have to miss lunch."

"Well, I wouldn't worry about that too much."

"And why would that be?"

"Dear, I've got a sex genie now. It's my first day at university when I've got total control of sex. Do you think I'm really going to waste it on something like lectures and seminars when there'll be time enough for that later?"

"What are you saying, Emma?"

Emma plucked her phone out from between her boobs and quickly pulled up the streaming broadcast of the local news service.

Edward's eyebrows went up as the talking heads rambled on about all the changes that had occurred the previous day, including one of them finding herself with four massive tits and a thigh-sized wang, all on display thanks to the obligatory nudity Emma had decided to enforce on anyone she'd changed.

The chatter wasn't alarmed or shocked, though; they were just talking about how there were taurs and lamias and mermaids running around town as if it were every bit as banal as a weather forecast, if substantially more novel.

"Your doing?" Edward said, not really asking. It was obvious, after all, unless there was someone else with a sex genie running around.

"I won't say anything to the demographers if you don't," Emma replied with a chuckle. "So that's how we're going to be spending our day."

As she spoke the other hosts changed as well, and the broadcast collapsed into a small orgy. Emma's magical will meant that it kept filming and airing as if it were just a feel-good story about a local centenarian's birthday.

"You say we're going to be spending our day that way?"

"Well, the entire university. Classes are canceled, I've got a sex genie, we're all gonna fuck."

"I like the way you think, Mistress," Claire chimed in.

"You'd like the way I think if I decided to enforce abstinence on the entire universe, Claire," Emma retorted.

"Well... I'd be torn on that one. Just a bit. On the one hand, no sex. On the other hand, you're doing it."

Edward sighed. "This is my life now, isn't it. Doesn't really matter what I want to do, my horny girlfriend and her hornier genie are just gonna have me fucking all the time."

"Don't think like that, Ed. I still love you, and I still want to do things that will make you happy. This is just a one-off celebration. I'll make sure the university reschedules that seminar." Claire nodded; since it was being displaced in favour of sexual activity, she could easily put it in another timeslot some time later.

The rest of the breakfast passed in a comfortable silence while the three ate; at the end, as Emma was telekinetically cleaning everything, Edward asked, "I don't suppose you'll be creating clothes for us to wear on campus?"

"What clothes? All-day orgy's what's on the schedule." Emma snapped her fingers and both of their phones buzzed with an alert from the school, to all students, faculty and staff, telling them that classes were canceled but attendance and nudity were mandatory on campus that day.

Their phones, her purse, Edward's wallet and Claire's lamp safely stowed away in her cleavage, Emma continued, "Ready to go?" Without waiting for an answer she whisked the three of them to one of the main squares on the sprawling campus.

There was already some sexual activity going on, of course. Plenty of students had been caught up in Emma's transformative wave the previous day, and they were either plowing each other silly or trying to entice unaltered folks into joining in. Some of those did so eagerly, but others had a fair deal of hesitancy, at least until Emma popped in and immediately released a blast of magic across the area.

Bodies lengthened, cocks grew, breasts ballooned, asses bloated, and generally everyone changed to become a sexual fantasy. There was no more hesitation about having sex; people eagerly dove in, slimes engulfing taur cocks, angels hovering to eat out elf pussies from impossible positions, lamias coiling around whole groups, their tail heat alone bringing people to orgasm.

Claire immediately ran off to eat some dude's ass while he fellated another guy, but Edward, his mind not having been instantly addled from Emma's powers, just looked around.

"So this is what a sex genie can do."

"This is what a sex genie can do if her Mistress decides not to take anything slowly," Emma clarified.

Edward shook his head. "I guess I can still think of a few places you can go from here. But won't it get repetitive after a while?"

Claire's voice floated over to them even though her mouth was full of squirting pussy, having moved on from her first target. "Once sex genie magic has been used on someone, it's impossible to get bored of sex, no matter how repetitive."

Edward thought for a moment. "I guess you're right. That feels more like an academic question, upon reflection."

"See?" Emma said. "Now come on, have fun, fuck a cunt or three. Unless you just want me to plow your ass all day."

"That does sound nice," Edward admitted, "but I take it you'll be wanting to suck a few cocks, too."

"Well obviously. What's the use of giving out twenty-inch dicks if I don't get a few loads in my mouth?" Emma gave Edward a smack on his ass and they each went on their way.

Claire sent over the feeling of a dissatisfied pout. "You owe me another one, Mistress."

Emma, already having gotten all three holes stuffed while her cock was in some dude's butt and a pair of absurdly hot twins were suckling her breasts, just sent back a smirk at how much she knew her genie was tormented by that.

Over the course of the day Emma made sure that she fucked everyone on campus, splitting herself into numerous bodies to do so. Everyone, even the guests who just happened to come onto campus that day and got caught up in events, became a fetish fantasy, and even the oldest faculty were all restored to the prime of their lives, all of them no older than thirty or so. She sucked breasts, fucked cocks, plowed twats, banged asses, and even found the time to spend a few minutes on a beach near campus with Edward where they just walked peacefully holding hands. Of course, she had a hundred other bodies screwing like mad while she did it, but it was the thought that counted, she figured.

Claire, of course, was in her element, flowing eagerly from one group of partners to the next. Emma had given her permission to use her own magic as she saw fit, so long as it wasn't anything of which Emma would outright disapprove, so the genie was handing out her own transformations and sexual enhancements as she went. Like Emma, she made sure that everyone got a taste of sex with her, though in her case that was mostly because she wanted to have sex with all of them. She did make sure that all of them knew instinctively not to compare any future sexual experiences to what they'd had with her or Emma, since between Claire's nature as a sex genie and Emma's wishes, it was impossible for anything else to compare.

It was around when Edward and Emma's classes would usually end that she felt both phones buzz with messages to the group chat. "time and place?"

Emma quickly tapped out a reply. "our place 10 mins"

That was met with a bunch of thumbs-up emojis, and Emma quickly teleported Claire to her side, and then found Edward. "Hey, the gang's coming over soon. Got some important stuff to talk about. Time to head home."

Edward groaned around a mouth full of milky sap from the dryad he was fucking, then busted his nut in her pussy. "All right." Emma's earlier wish lifted slightly. "I take it this is when you'll tell me what's so important about us getting married?"

"Yeah. We can come back here later, though, if you want, the orgy's gonna go all night. Maybe the whole weekend."

"Maybe," Edward said.

Emma whisked them home, just in time for John and Lisa to knock on the door.

"Hey," said Lisa.

John let his eyes sweep over the three naked people who greeted them. "Normally we don't take our clothes off until later," he pointed out.

"Well, you can strip off now if you want instead," Edward said with a chuckle. Thanks to Emma's wishes, their guests didn't see anything unusual about the whole thing.

"Claire?" Lisa asked. "What are you doing here? Don't you have a wall to tag and a daddy to get you off the hook?"

"Oh, I'm over that," the genie said. "Mistress will explain in a moment."

"Mistress?" John asked. Emma's senses told her that Lisa got just a bit aroused at the term and the clear connotations Claire's tone carried, but John took it only in a factual sense.

"As Claire said, we'll explain shortly--ah, there they are." The doorbell rang moments later and Emma just used her telekinesis to let the polycule of Robert, Steven, Tania and Bethany in.

All four of them just took one look at their naked hosts and clothed houseguests before all but Tania decided to strip off. She'd always been a little more insecure about her body. None of them were still at university, having stopped with undergraduate degrees, and Emma had been careful to exclude them from her changes the previous day, so that she could have this conversation now.

"So what is going on?" John asked again.

"Well..." Emma began.

She explained the story. Even though it had been only a day since she'd found Claire, it was still a very eventful one. She explained the wishes, the loopholes, the changes.

Finally, she ended with, "And so about this time tomorrow, something'll happen. Neither of us know what, exactly, except that, well, I don't really want to be there without any of you, and the only way to bring you along is if you agree to link yourselves to the lamp." She placed the object on the low table in the living room where she'd created enough chairs and couches for all of them to sit.

"I guess that explains why everything looks like a living hentai out there," Bethany commented. "But sure, what the fuck. I'm in." She'd always been the most submissive of the group anyway, so it was no surprise to Emma that she was the first to rub the lamp. Smoke billowed out and engulfed her, and when it vanished her body had been substantially sexually enhanced. "Oh, fuck, Claire, you were right, this is even better than sex." She looked around. "I want three dicks pumping me full of cum right now."

"Calm your tits," Emma said. "Time enough for that in a bit."

"That good?" Bethany's husband Steven said. Robert and Tania were also legally married, but for social purposes the four were all in one big romantic tangle. "Guess I'll join you." He too rubbed the lamp and shortly thereafter was snuggling with his wife and looking at Emma with pure adoration and subservience.

"I can't imagine my life without you, either," Edward said, and despite his earlier hesitation, having heard the full explanation he shortly also let himself be absorbed by the magic.

"Don't all jump in at once now," Claire said with a chuckle. "Give a genie time to adjust to sharing her lamp, would you?"

"Yeah, but I wanna be hot like you," Tania said, and before Emma could interrupt to remind her that she could just transform her body, the insecure woman had also rubbed the lamp and come out the other side rocking curves every bit as magnificent as the other women.

Emma hadn't been anticipating them taking her up on the offer quite that quickly, and she looked between John, Lisa and Robert to try to figure out who might go next.

Robert was clearly tempted, given that his partners had all gone for it already, but in the group's sexual escapades he tended to take his cues from John, and looked toward the other man.

"I'll jump in if John does," Lisa said.

"Is it really that good?" John asked the five who were already joined to the lamp and completely subservient to Emma.

"You have no idea," Edward said. "I mean, I loved Emma before with everything I had, but now... it's that, but it's so much more. Like she's the centre of my existence, the person I literally can't live without, the person I'd do literally anything for. Emma and I have fucked plenty, but as Beth said, this is way better than mere sex. Just knowing I'm here to serve Emma's every desire, it's just, overwhelming doesn't even start to describe it."

John nodded slowly. "You said there's a way to make it so that I'd only be subservient to you specifically," he clarified.

"Yeah," Emma said. "Normally it makes you subservient to everyone but I can wish to change that for you, if it would make you feel more comfortable."

"This does feel like that 'and they were both bottoms' meme," Tania admitted.

Steven gave her a light smack. "You know full well that bottom doesn't mean sub. I'm shredded lettuce, after all."

"Yeah yeah, we know, you're a sub topping," Emma said. "You've made that joke before."

"I haven't stopped finding it funny, Mistress," Steven pointed out.

"So, wherever you're going, you think we'll still get to fuck plenty?" John asked.

"Given that I'm a sex genie," Claire said, "I'd assume so. And you'll also all still be together, which I'd think would be more important if you haven't yet rubbed the lamp."

"I'm a horny pan dude in my mid-twenties. Of course I'm gonna be interested in how much sex I can have." He turned to Emma. "This is the only way? You're sure?"

"As sure as I can be," Emma said. "I love Edward every bit as much as he loves me, but I still don't want to live my life without getting plowed into the bed by you every now and then." The eight of them had all planned to move in together eventually, once Edward and Emma were done with university.

John chuckled. "All right, I'm in. Just one condition."

"Sure, name it."

"You give me two dicks so I can fuck your ass and your twat while Robert takes your face."

"Hey, what do you want me doing?" Lisa put in. "I'm still in if you are but don't just leave me out of it like that." She smacked him on the arm but it was half-hearted.

John just grinned. "Well, those are some really fat boobs Emma's got," he pointed out.

Which was how, only minutes later, Emma found herself impaled between John behind her and Robert in front, while Lisa's new twin cocks plunged in and out of her nipples. Meanwhile the five who had already entered the lamp were doing their best to pleasure the four, fingering anuses and pussies, feeling up boobs, running hands over newly sensitive nipples. Emma deliberately held back John, Robert and Lisa's climaxes for hours while giving all of them unlimited sexual stamina, just to give her friend the best experience he could have of using her body on his terms one last time.

Once they finally all roared in climax and collapsed into bed in a tangle of limbs, Robert and Lisa having already rubbed the lamp, John said, "All right. You said it could be a wish or an act of will?"

"Yeah. The wish makes it certain, but if you want to try your luck..."

"You've cheated enough for all of us, I think," John said. "If I end up every bit as subby as them, at least I'll be subby with all of you."

He rubbed the lamp, and Emma drifted off to sleep for her last night on Earth.