Her favorite, of course.

“Mirai darling, could you come here please?” I call to my sub from across the cave. She was clacking away at her keyboard, probably working on one of her stories. She very quickly stopped what she was doing and made her way over to me once I called her though.

“Yes Mistress Haruka?” She knelt down in front of my office chair.

“I’d just like to have a little chat with you. And if you don’t mind, I could use a foot massage too.” I smiled and wiggled my bare foot in front of her.

“I don’t mind at all Miss.” She said and took my foot into her petite hands and started to massage them. I couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, Mirai was very good with her hands. “What did you want to talk about?”

I had thought of a very specific way to phrase the question that would help me to understand what their perfect lives would look like. “If you met a genie and he gave you one wish for anything you wanted, but it couldn’t be a wish that changed anything about yourself, what would you wish for?”

“That’s kind of a strange question to ask.” Mirai commented, her little thumbs and fingers pressing into my sensitive foot.

“I might be working on a special project, it’s necessary to know. And please answer honestly.”

Mirai thought for a bit, focusing on her task at hand while she did. “Um… I guess if it can’t be something that would change my body then… I guess I’d wish that it didn’t matter.” I swapped feet and she began working on my left foot now.

“How so?”

“Like, I’d wish that everyone would treat me like an adult no matter what. I would want everyone to treat me like I was a grown woman… and maybe a sexy one too.” She grinned at this thought and blushed a bit too. Even though it was a somewhat expected answer, it was no less adorable.

In truth I had never thought of Mirai to be a child. She was a woman, and even though she had some child-like tendencies (which I admittedly tease her about on occasion), she was far from being a child. It wasn’t her fault that she enjoyed some cute things that kids like and there weren’t many adult-style outfits that came in her size.

I decided to tease her for a moment. “Any wish in the world. Fame, fortune, luxury, and you want people to treat you like an adult? You really are adorable Mirai.”

“Well I mean… I can have all the money in the world but if nobody respects me then what good is it? I’ll be just as miserable as I am now, just with lots of money.” There was some wisdom in that. This is exactly why I didn’t consider her a child. Only adults and mature people can have thoughts like that one.

“So just to confirm, your one wish would be for people to treat you like a sexy adult woman?”

“Yeah.” Mirai had a look of confusion that reflected a lack of context, but she didn’t really need context. She was going to be as happy as a clam soon enough.

Were clams particularly happy? It occurred to me that I had no idea why that saying was phrased the way it was. It was on odd thing to reflect happiness, a clam. On the other hand I actually couldn’t think of many animals that looked to be happy, I wouldn’t even know how to tell. I then realized I had been sitting in silence thinking for far too long about this strange tangent.

Mirai was doing a wonderful job massaging my feet, I wanted to reward her. Despite being my sub, my relationship with Mirai had never been particularly sexual, more practical. I enjoyed having a little minion to do as I pleased and Mirai enjoyed being that little minion. She also enjoyed cuddling with me, though she kept that fact a secret from everyone. Nobody else had ever seen the two of us cuddling. I personally didn’t mind others knowing, but Mirai did and I respected her wishes.

But with the power of these earrings I could easily make our relationship much more sexual. Or at the very least bring up the subject with her without her evading it. “It is normal for any question I ask any person to be answered honestly by that person.” That should cover it. “Mirai, I’d like to ask you something.”

“Yes Mistress?”

“Do you find me attractive?”

“Hell yes.” Her reply was almost desperate, like she was holding it in for a long time.

“Sexually?”

“… Yes.” There was some hesitation there, which was an interesting fact. Almost like she was having an internal debate as to whether or not she should be honest. I supposed that my normality didn’t make the choice to be honest an immediate one, perhaps they still have the mental debate about whether or not they should, they just always choose to be honest in the end. I imagine it might do this to maintain the illusion that everything is normal. Fascinating.

“Why have you never suggested doing sexual things with me?” I ask next.

“I… I didn’t think you would want to do that kind of stuff with someone… like me. I see the kind of girls you’re always going after. Big boobs, cutesy, kind of childish. I’m sort of the opposite of those types of girls. I just never thought I was your type.”

Hearing her say that actually made my eyes water slightly and lose composure. I had no idea she felt this way. “If I asked you to do sexual things with me in the context of our Mistress-submissive relationship would you accept?”

“Without hesitation.” She replied. Here I was planning on using the earrings to make her accept sexual orders without knowing she would do it without the earrings. And now I felt like a total bitch because I had been unwittingly leading this poor woman along the whole time we’d been together.

“Mirai, come sit in my lap.” I opened my arms invitingly and she quickly climbed up into the chair with me, straddling me with her tiny frame. “Kiss me Mirai.”

She quickly leaned over and kissed my cheek. Adorable, but not exactly what I meant.

“On the lips.” I clarify.

Mirai blushes like crazy, and her eye widens a bit. “Uh-uhm, are you sure Mistress Haruka?”

“If I wasn’t sure I wouldn’t have asked you to.”

She wiggled a bit in my lap before finally doing as I asked, kissing my lips. Her lips were warm and soft and she held the kiss for quite some time before releasing. “Hahh.”

“Mirai, how many girls that I interact with on a frequent basis have a body shape similar to yours? Or even flat chests?”

“Um, one I guess. One-half, really.” She was referring to Ryoubi, who was flat-chested but for some reason grew much larger breasts once she used shinobi transformation.

“So out of all the girls I know, if I were attracted to one of them, what are the odds they would have the same body type as yours?”

“Low, I suppose.” Mirai still couldn’t quite see where I was going with this.

“Correct. Now if I liked, say, three girls from that large pool because of their personality, the odds of all three girls having large breasts would be pretty high right? Since only one and a half of them have small breasts.”

Mirai nodded.

“So perhaps you have been misunderstanding my interests. Since all the girls I am interested in have large boobs you have assumed that it is a preference. As it happens, it is not. I am not picky about the physical features of anyone. I enjoy all shapes and sizes equally. What truly matters to me is this.” I press my finger lightly against the center of her chest.

I could see a tear forming in Mirai’s eye and her lip quivering.

“Without a doubt, Mirai, you’re my type. I say this now with complete honesty and candor so that even if I tease you about such things in the future you will know it’s true.” I give her a warm smile.

“Mistress Haruka…”

“Yes Mirai?”

“May I kiss you again?”

“Please do.”

Without any hesitation this time she leans in and kisses my lips, this time with more passion.

I decide to be a bit more daring after a few seconds and push my tongue between her lips. She lets out a small whimper, but soon opens her mouth to accommodate. I slide my tongue inside and lightly tease her own with it, brushing against it every now and again before making it retreat back to her lips for a sensual lick. She takes the bait every time, chasing after my elusive tongue and only occasionally making contact. She seemed to be enjoying the little game of cat-and-mouse in our mouths though, and I certainly was too.

“Awww that’s so cute…” I hear Yomi’s voice nearby. Our kiss ends as we both turn to look at our apparent audience. Not only was Yomi watching, apparently Hikage was as well.

“Uh, this isn’t what it looks like!” Mirai shouts, her face as red as can be.

“It’s exactly what it looks like.” I correct and Mirai fidgets in frustration.

“You two are such a cute couple!” Yomi says.

“We are not a couple! I mean, we kind of are, she’s my Mistress, but it’s not like a—”

“I’m glad you agree Yomi. I am proud of my adorable submissive.” I smile and Mirai blushes even more, trying to hide her face in my breasts now. “I’m surprised to see you here watching, Hikage.” I look to my green-haired friend who just shrugs.

“I’m not really all that interested. Yomi dragged me over here because Homura was busy. If I had emotions I’d probably be happy for you two though, if that helps.” It certainly helped me, it did not seem to be helping Mirai’s current state of embarrassment.

I was very happy. Only a few hours with these earrings and it managed to bring me closer to the one person who meant the world to me. Now that I got that out of the way, it was time to have some fun with my other friends, see what kind of interesting arrangements we could come to.