What good's having a pair of genies if you aren't making as many wishes as you can?

Despite being cuddled between two pairs of extremely soft and squishy boobs, Valerie nonetheless awoke from her post-coitus slumber in a cold sweat.

"Fuck fuck fuck, why didn't I think of this already..."

"What's wrong, Mistress?" Sydney asked.

"I need to make a wish, I just had a nightmare about what could happen if I don't," Valerie said.

"We're always ready to grant your wishes!" Rachel chirped. "As long as we have the fuel for it. Which we should for anything short of 'replace all of humanity with a hivemind that's just copies of me'. If that's something you find hot, anyway."

"Nothing like that, well maybe something like that, it's pretty big." Valerie took deep breaths to calm her racing thoughts. "I wish... I wish that, to the extent that it makes sense for them to be insulated from the effects of my wishes and actions, that anyone who is not sufficiently physically, mentally or chronologically mature to perceive any debauchery in which I and my sex slaves might engage simply cannot, and that any wishes I might make would or would not pertain to them to the extent that it would make sense for that to do so." It wasn't the cleanest wish, it had some repetition, but hopefully Sydney and Rachel would get the gist.

Still, it was a surprise when Valerie saw that granting it required so little energy that it might as well have been free.

"That's not a way I would've expected such a wish to be worded, but granted," Sydney said.

"Why did that take so little power? It affects so much!" Valerie pointed out.

"It's a test, and the lamp has a reserve of power from which to grant it," Rachel said. "Just in case the lamp found a bad Mistress. If you didn't make that wish soon, we would've started hinting about it, and if you didn't take the hints, well..." Rachel trailed off.

"Well what?" Valerie pressed. "What would've happened?"

"Trust me, Valerie," Sydney said seriously. It didn't escape Valerie's notice that Sydney had, for the first time since becoming a genie, used her name instead of "Mistress". "You do not want to know what would have happened if you hadn't made that wish."

"I'm going to be the one in a cold sweat thinking about what the lamp just told us, Val," Rachel added. "Count yourself lucky that you don't know."

Valerie looked at the two genies, back to floating above the lamp, their bodies below the waist dissolved into smoke again.

"All right, I'll trust you on that. Now, when you're ready, I'd like to wish for some more fun stuff." Valerie looked down at her crotch, from which sprouted a tangle of slithering dicks; she vaguely recalled wishing to be able to grow as many as she wanted while in the midst of an orgasmic haze. With a thought she removed most of them, leaving only two, one running along each leg.

"Sure, Mistress!" Rachel said, chipper once more.

"OK, well, first, I wish to be able to grow ordinary dicks as well as prehensile tentacle cocks," Valerie said. That wish took very little power, probably because it was just a small modification to an existing wish. "And I wish to be able to control my erections perfectly." Another small wish.

"Done, Mistress," Sydney confirmed.

"Second, as an instruction, when I make a wish that's meant to affect not just me and you two but also all my future sex slaves, I want you to grant it fully only if doing so would take less than half the available energy you have, and otherwise wait on granting it fully until that's true, but as much as possible apply it to the three of us and any other sex slaves I might have at the time of the wish."

"Got it, Mistress," Rachel agreed. "Do you want to be informed when such a wish is ready to be granted so you can confirm it?"

"Yes, of course," Valerie replied, and both genies nodded.

"Now, third, I wish that I and all my sex slaves were exempt from any laws regarding sexual activity in public, and that people who can observe it would see it as a minor nuisance at best, and not anything worth disturbing us over." That was a big one, and Valerie saw that only the three of them were exempted at that time.

"Done, but we'll need to fuck a lot more to charge up for that one," Sydney said.

"Thankfully, public sex is still a taboo generally, so it charges our energy much more than private sex," Rachel added with a grin.

"Fourth," Valerie continued, "I want full control of the arousal levels of myself and my sex slaves, and for all of us to have infinite stamina so we can fuck forever."

"I can grant the first part, that's easy, even for the future harem members," Sydney said, "but the second, sorry, there's just too much else you can do with stamina for that to be sufficiently related to sex."

"Fine," Valerie said, nonetheless confirming that she wanted the first part handled right then. "Then I wish to add to the benefits of orgasm that I and all my sex slaves get a million years' worth of stamina generally from each, without any actual need to eat, sleep, or other such things during such time, and that we all had inexhaustible stamina specifically for sex. Does that work?"

"Yep!" Rachel affirmed. "It even counts all the orgasms we had already!"

"All right. Now, while I do want sex slaves, a harem, whatever, I don't want just anyone. Also, I hope you're not jealous? Should've asked that first, honestly, sorry."

"Don't apologise, Mistress," Sydney assured her. "As we said, our entire purpose in life is to help you get fucked, whether by us or by anyone else."

"Sex with different partners charges us up more than if you just stick to fucking us. We're really incentivised to help you build the biggest polycule you can handle." Rachel sounded extremely eager.

"And if you can't handle it as you are, then you can just make a wish to be able to!" Sydney added.

"So, as I was saying, thank you for setting my mind at ease on that point," Valerie went on, "I do want that, but I want it to be people who are willing to subjugate themselves fully to me. I... don't feel right forcing anyone, as much as I find it hot in a purely fictional context."

"That's understandable. There's a lot of things that are hot in fiction but horrifying to think of actually being real," Rachel commiserated.

"Even genies. Imagine unlimited sexual wishes given to someone who would use them in such a way!" Sydney continued the other genie's observation. "Of course, as long as you made that wish you did earlier, you'd be welcome otherwise to turn the world into that sort of debauched hell, or I guess for our hypothetical Mistress in that case it would be a paradise for them and a hell for everyone else, **** into subservience by irresistible magic. But that's not anything we have to think about further."

"Right," Valerie said. "So to that end, I wish to be able to look at any mature person and see what limits they might have on being owned by me, given everything that would be done to them immediately from the wishes I've already made to affect my sex slaves, including any future ones I might make with that level of effect to be incorporated into this as of making them, and also see what conditions, if any, would lead them to forgo some or all of those limits."

"We told you that you don't need a team of lawyers to make wishes with us, Mistress," Sydney reminded her.

"Look, this is important, OK?"

"We know, Mistress, that's why we'd grant it as you intend even if you just wished 'I wanna see what people are willing to do during sex when I look at them'. All that extra stuff? Just fluff that we would have tacked on anyway because we know it's what you mean by it," Rachel explained.

"Also aren't you supposed to be the 'dumb blonde jock'?" Sydney teased.

"Just because I only have three brain cells doesn't mean the synapses can't fire on occasion," Valerie shot back.

"Technically that's three more than we have between us now that our bodies are just coalesced energy," Rachel observed.

"Is pedantry sexy now?" Valerie asked.

Rachel materialised an extremely cute pair of glasses on her face, and Valerie immediately made her dicks hard and shot cum onto both lenses.

Sydney leaned over to lick the jizz off of the other genie's face.

"Meanie," Rachel said.

"Back on topic, can you do it?"

"Yes, but it'll again use almost all the energy we have," Sydney said.

"OK, well, will you at least be able to form legs again once you do?" Valerie wasn't quite sure what the threshold was for that.

"Only just. But!" Rachel made the glasses vanish, the cum that Sydney had deliberately left in place splashing down into her mouth. "Now that you've ensured that we can go about nude and all of that, well, that itself will charge our energy reserves. The more we walk around in the buff in public, the longer we'll be able to, and we'll charge a bit even on top of that."

"And, of course, any further sexual activity you do while we're out and about will provide even more, as we said," Sydney added.

"Actually, I want to know how you made those glasses appear, I didn't wish for that," Valerie interrupted.

"Sex genies are allowed to use magic for minor things to make us look cuter and sexier," Rachel explained. "Nothing that would get in the way of anything you want to do, of course, and if you don't want us to be able to do that sort of thing, you can wish it away."

Valerie thought about it for a bit. "It's fine for now, but I'm not promising to let you keep it. Back on topic again, I want to queue up a wish that will make people who would be willing to become my sex slaves actually consider the offer properly, instead of following any surface-level instinct to reject it. I also want them to know the full details of what it would mean to accept before they do, but that they'd be unable to tell anyone else except as I permit. As usual, grant this when you have double the energy reserves necessary."

"And the previous wish, about seeing people's sexual limits, do you want to wait on that one as well?" Sydney prompted.

"No, grant that one right away, then form legs and let's--wait!" Valerie said. "The lamp, is it safe to just leave it here?"

"Maybe?" Rachel said. "I'm not sure. It kinda just assumes that its Mistress won't let it out of her sight so it doesn't tell us anything about what would happen if someone else stumbled across it."

"Okay, well, carrying that thing while buck naked would be awkward."

"Well, you could just wish for it to be another shape," Sydney pointed out.

"What?" Valerie said. "I just assumed you largely couldn't affect it."

"We can't move it," Rachel clarified. "But that doesn't mean we can't affect it in other ways. Oil lamps, while classic, are rather anachronistic around these parts."

"But it would still be a wish, and as you can see, we're just about tapped out," Sydney reminded Valerie, sitting down on the bed after reforming her legs.

"OK, well, what if I make it as sexy as possible... I wish the lamp were instead a seamless clit ring that I have as a piercing."

"Oh, very, very well done, Mistress," Rachel said. "Just about as sexy and intimate as you can get, that makes that wish effectively free." The lamp vanished from Valerie's hands and she felt a slight pinch as it reappeared above her pussy, topped with a glittering diamond.

"You know, that could be even sexier, and maybe better if you want to get us out of the lamp..." Sydney hinted.

"Are you actually forbidden to just tell me?" Valerie asked.

"Or maybe it's more fun this way," Rachel said.

"Ugh." Valerie cast her mind back over the various supernatural erotica stories she'd read before hitting on an answer. "I wish the ring were connected to my clit with proper nerve endings and everything so that I would feel sexual stimulation when rubbing it."

Sydney grinned. "Exactly what I was thinking, Mistress!" She vanished into smoke and got sucked into the ring.

Valerie had an explosive orgasm extracting her.

"Mmm, now I get to be all up close and personal with you when I emerge from the ring."

Rachel promptly did the same, shortly thereafter hovering on Valerie's other side.

"Reform your legs and get back on the bed, you two," Valerie ordered. "And no returning to smoke until I tell you to or you're too low on energy to maintain legs, got it?"

"Ugh, fine. Spoilsport." Both genies nonetheless obeyed instantly, compelled as they were by the total subservience they had toward Valerie.

"So, I've still got more wishes to go," Valerie said. "They can go in the queue, though."

"Nothing would give us greater pleasure than to grant them!" Rachel said.

"Other than actual sexual pleasure, of course!" Sydney added.

"And I thought having two constantly horny girlfriends was bad enough, now I have to deal with the fact that there's actually a good reason for it."

"Hey! 'Our big strong buff butch girlfriend is always too tired to fuck us' wasn't a good enough reason for us to be incessantly horny?" Sydney protested.

Valerie ratcheted up Sydney's arousal levels but didn't lift her orgasm ban. Of course, being a sex genie meant that she could withstand any level of pleasure for an indefinite period of time, so Sydney was visibly unaffected by it.

"OK, first, I wish to be able to control the shape and size of the sexual assets of myself and my sex slaves," Valerie said. "Additionally, I want to be able to control hair length and colour, and I want that hair to be prehensile but under my control, no matter whose head it's on."

"Done," Sydney said.

Rachel elaborated. "It was easy enough to grant for you, and sex genies already have a very malleable appearance and subjugating ourselves further to our Mistress is always hot for us, so that was easy enough to grant."

"Second, just for certainty, I wish that I didn't have to word all my wishes explicitly as such, because I imagine that you would know from context what's intended as a wish and what's just random musings?"

"Yep," Rachel said. "That'll make things easier, honestly."

"That didn't seem like it had much to do with sex, though."

"It was about the relationship between sex genies and their Mistress," Sydney explained. "That relationship is fundamentally sexual in nature, so wishes affecting it take on a sexual tinge regardless. And besides, it could just be interpreted as an instruction, rather than a proper wish, which we'd be compelled to obey regardless."

"OK, finally, I want to be able to make myself and any or all of my sex slaves as and for as long as I choose have our bodies operate as if we were in a hentai, rather than real life, nothing that would make us look too weird, I don't want to look like an anime character walking around, well, unless I specifically wish for that, but I want to be able to do things like nipple-fucking, and have **** sexual proportions without it getting in the way of doing anything else. I also want to be able to apply these effects only selectively so that only some of them are in effect, basically a sliding scale between 'reality' and 'hentai'. If that all makes sense?"

"That has got to be one of the sexiest wishes I could imagine," Sydney said, "even if you worded it so awkwardly."

"Still!" Rachel said. "Granted!"

Taking a deep breath, Valerie focused on her chest and imagined her breasts, almost nonexistent due to her years of working out, both at work and in the gym, growing. She felt them start to heave and bounce with every breath she took, the fleshy orbs swelling until they dominated her torso, reached up to her chin, then her eyes, then down to her crotch, and she only stopped them once they were down to her knees and even with her substantial strength she found herself compelled to rest on them.

"Go big at home?" Sydney asked.

"Time to see whether I have to go home to be this big," Valerie replied, and activated her last wish, willing herself to take on the properties of a hentai character insofar as it would let her operate normally with such a sexually exaggerated form.

Instantly her titanic rack felt no heavier than her flat chest had before. She stood up, walked around, and noticed that the room started warping somewhat cartoonishly, things jumping out of the way of her boobs as she swung them around, twirling on the spot. She tried reaching for something, her arm not making it even a fifth of the way around the curve of her bust, and it sprang into easy reach, as if she still had her natural flat chest.

"I guess I can have my cake and eat it too," Valerie observed. "Magic is pretty fucking awesome."

"Just so you know," Rachel said, "that's how we operate by default if you give us exaggerated proportions like that. It's why that wish was a lot cheaper to grant than you might've expected; we already basically obey hentai physics thanks to being made out of sexual energy. You just hadn't yet tried fucking our nipples."

"Is that so?" Valerie said. "Well, then: I wish to be able to turn that off for the two of you so I can trap you atop your own massive tits."

Both genies squirmed in anticipation as they granted that wish.

"But for now let's head out. You need the energy and hopefully I'll find someone who wants to forgo their autonomy to become my plaything." She shrank her chest back down until it was proportionally only a little larger than her genies' boobs, but also expanded her ass so that she looked lusciously curvaceous instead of absurdly top-heavy.

"Mmm," Rachel said. "You know, it could be awkward if you have to make a wish while we're out and about..."

"Fine. I wish that any and all discussions I have with you two, and for that matter any other sex slaves I might acquire, including granting wishes, would go unnoticed by anyone else unless I want someone to notice it."

Sydney nodded. "Another safety wish. Not critical like the other one, but one the lamp nonetheless holds a reserve for."

"OK, any more interruptions before we head out?"

As they walked out the door of their apartment, Valerie again reflected that there were few things more enjoyable than having a bodacious babe on each arm, the more so when said babes let you grope their sizable chests. But what was better was when you had a huge rack of your own, and your girlfriends finally had the strength to properly knead your huge muscular ass the way you'd always wished they could.

It was only Valerie's absolute control over her sexual functions that kept her twin dicks flaccid and not spurting cum everywhere... not that she wasn't tempted to do that anyway.