Emma loses control

The orgy of destruction Emma had caused had gotten her aroused, of course, and she rolled on her side, then over and over again until she was on her back. Two hands went to her breasts, another two to her dick and her final pair to her pussy, jerking herself madly as she felt herself lose control of her powers.

She grew, and grew more, her powers engulfing the entire planet, transforming it into the living hentai Bethany had remarked on.

She grew yet more, outgrowing the planet, the sun, the solar system, the galaxy, all while madly pleasuring herself. Her intense arousal made her other powers go haywire, spreading through the entire universe in complete defiance of physics, snatching up everything in their wake and leaving every sapient species altered to be intensely sexual, no matter what they were before.

Finally she reached her own titanic climax, milk, cum, pussy juices all squirting out to form new galaxies in their own right, Emma's control of time being used by her sexual urges to create entirely new sapient species, evolving over billions of years that to her were but a blink of an eye, all entirely focused on sexual pleasure above all else.

"--tress!" Emma felt a banging on her ear canal. "Mistress!" Claire's voice, both oral and telepathic, cut through Emma's sexual fog. "Mistress, as fun as it was to swim through your earwax, you've got two and a half minutes left before time's up."

That cut through Emma's arousal and she instantly teleported the two of them back to her bedroom, shrinking herself back down to her ordinary size. Claire popped out of her ear a moment later, growing from beyond microscopic back to her own regular size.

"Two and a half minutes? I thought I still had hours."

"That was before you turned the entire universe into a hentai," Claire pointed out. "You even made FTL travel possible to facilitate cross-cultural sexual exchanges across galaxies. I could feel your subconscious forcing me to grant wish after wish."

Emma sighed. She didn't regret it. Of course, now the demographers would have little to look at for comparison, but the entire universe was going to have to adapt to the fact that they were fundamentally made for sex now. She wouldn't be around to see how they adjusted.

Claire let her Mistress ruminate on her thoughts for about a minute. "Thirty seconds, Mistress."

Emma nodded. She swung her legs over the side of the bed and pulled Claire over her lap.

"Twenty seconds."

"Count me down from ten. I'm saving the best for last." Plucking the lamp out of her cleavage, Emma placed it on Claire's back to hold her immobile.

"Ten."

Emma brought a hand down on Claire's butt as hard as she could, knowing that she couldn't actually harm the genie.

"Nine!" Claire squealed eagerly, finally getting the punishment she had so eagerly sought.

Another smack.

"Eight!" Smack.

"Seven!" Smack.

"Six!" Emma got a second hand into it, spanking both of Claire's ass cheeks at once.

"Five!" A third hand joined, hitting Claire's slit as well, only bringing the genie yet further pleasure.

"Four!" A fourth hand, pulling her hair roughly.

"Three!" Emma's last two hands reached under Claire's torso, twisting her nipples.

"Two!" The penultimate "punishment".

"One!" Emma put all her strength into it, and Claire's body dissolved into smoke and got sucked into the lamp.

"Zero," the Mistress said quietly.

Smoke rushed out of the lamp one last time, engulfing her as well, and both lamp and Mistress had vanished from the bedroom once it cleared.