Well, you want to experiment with your power.

You decide that yes, this is enough. You want to see what happens. Either, Luke's eyes will fully convert to fit his dark green color scheme, which probably means that he is slowly going to mutate over the next week... Or they will just stay the same, or fully revert to their original faint blue color. Set some expectations what might happen, then do some stuff, then see what happens. That's science, after all.

So... you're going to throw Luke back. "Oh man, Luke. Wow." you beam at him. "Your mouth is like, totally awesome. Can we kiss again like that, tomorrow?"

You feel a bit bad that you're scheming and treating Luke like a guinea pig. On the other hand, he definitely invited you to his room for exactly this outcome; he knew that he'd get a mouthful of your tock. Well, probably knew, maybe he just wanted to sample your pussy. But anyway... you pull out of his mouth, leaving Luke inhaling sharply, then gasping for air freely and coughing. You grin madly. Then you have to think about him mutating. Was this little bit of contact enough for some mutation to start? Looking deeply into his eyes, you see the dark green dots, matching his color scheme. But most of his eyes are still normal.

He is panting, and stares at you with a dumbfound look. "What? Aren't we going to..." his jaw drops so low in disappointment that you think it's going to fall of its hinges. You giggle at that thought. "Oh Luke. Give a girl some rest!" you tease, and turn around. "We HAVE to continue this tomorrow!"

For science! Robert and Maion are still there, of course. You just didn't pay full attention as they silently groused to each other how they each wanted to monopolize you. You get up from Luke's side, thinking how best to fake post-coital bliss. Robert comes into view, his legs still shaking. Right! As you get out of bed, you fake a seizure, falling down to the hard floor. Oh how you can't wait to have a softer carpet. Today's wish will deliver it tomorrow, you are sure of it.

You stretch out your arms playfully and crawl away from the dark-red bed with Luke in it, towards the dark-green bed that Maion still occupies. You pretend being more exhausted than you actually are, as you fall onto it with your upper body.

"Hey Maion" you whisper loudly, making sure that all three men in the room can understand you. "Sorry for you being last. But they both needed my tock more." You shake your head. "I'm... like, soooo worn out now."

And with those words, you slowly peel your swimsuit off your body, first exposing your firm but ample breasts. Then, as you lift yourself onto the bed with pretend-shaking legs, you step out of the suit entirely. Flopping onto the bed belly-down, you stick out your bum. "Be gentle, will you?"

"Hough... phew! Yes Ma'am!" - At your words, Maion stirs into action. As expected, he begins massaging your back as foreplay first, and you moan along. He turns out to be a great massage-giver, and after five minutes you feel like a well-kneaded dough of fuzzyness. You look away from Robert and Luke, but you hear them quietly arguing, with Robert disagreeing to Luke's suggestion. Whatever it is.

Then... "ohhh, Maion. I just tock-fucked the other two guys already, so speed it up." His gentle fingers increase their speed, and you need to interrupt him again. "Stick them in. Now!" you order, as you lift your butt up higher, trying to align into for his impressive tools. Will his smaller, upper cock enter your ass first, or will his bigger, lower cock enter your pussy first? You bite your lips, eagerly awaiting him to piston into you.

Maion stops the massage, breathes heavy and makes funny noises while apparently fumbling around, but doesn't obey your command to stick in his cocks. Instead, just seconds later, you feel a warm liquid on your back. "Fuck, Emcey! Your butt looks so lovely! Should I rub some lotion in?" And with those words, you feel his strong hands massaging your lower back, distributing that same warm liquid.

You suddenly feel tired of this. "You just came on my back, Maion? Really?"

"You should see your rear, Ma'am! It's irresistible."

Sighing, you let him proceed. He has produced copious amounts of semen, and he diligently massages it into your lower back and into your glutes. Whatever. You're getting a second round, after all, aren't you? After getting kneaded into a soft feminine dough some more, however, Maion just rolls you around and looks you in the eyes. His own are sparkling, reddish-brown of course.

"Ma'am..." - "Hey, just call me Emcey. Like, that's my name."

"Yes, Emcey, Ma'am." Maion responds. "So, I massaged you, Ma'am, but I think you teased my friend Luke over there pretty badly. It is incredible how you are willing to just jump into the sheets with all three of us on a whim... but... he should go first."

You giggle. "Oh you are like a gentleman!"

Maion shrugs. "Honor among mutants, I think. Ma... Emcey, to be fair... I have no idea how this all has happened so fast. Just two weeks ago, nobody of us knew each other, and we were three dudes getting stuck in the same dorm room, waiting to meet the girls of our co-ed swimteam. And then Robbie and me mutated. Out of the blue! But we will stick up for each other, now more than ever." He has balled his fists.

"Thanks, mate." Robert says, tears in his eyes. Of the three, the tall man really has drawn the short stick, you guess. The shortest, in fact. The inverted one.

Luke just nods from the other bed. "Hey, I figured we should just talk this out like adults. You three are mutants already, and you turned out so incredibly hot. But nobody asked any of us, you know?" He punches the mattress. "I don't want to... what, grow two tails like a lab rat, you know."

Robert nods eagerly. "Most others are apparently resistant to the changes, but we must corner faculty to stop swimming exercises. They pump something into the waters here, and before anything worse happens, we must..."

Oh dear god. These men really want to talk this through. Not that you wouldn't be all for it, but youRe actually against them getting any clues that you might know what is going on. So. You lift a finger to interrupt Robert in his ongoing monologue. "Objection? Like, how do you know it is the water? Couldn't it be the air?" you say. "The swimming is the best part of this whole dorm!"

"We don't know, but..."

"And I must say, I wasn't joking before." you say. "Like, I really am tired. I totally don't think I can contribute anything valuable to your strategy. Sooooooo. Good luck?"

You don your suit again and kiss the boys goodbye - chaste wet kisses straight on the lips, entirely without tongue-play - and leave them be. Damnit, you think, as you plod down the hallway to your own room. People are already aware of something supernatural going on. You have lied to these guys.

Thank goodness that nobody suspected sexual transmission, yet. Or, magical wishes granted by mysterious voices. But official investigations would interfere with your mission. After all, Casey needs you to fuck everyone in the dorm.

And Casey always gets what she wants.