Yomi.

I looked over to the next of my dearest friends, Yomi. It appeared that she was tidying up the cave as much as one could actually tidy up a cave. She was wearing her standard green track suit and was using a broom to sweep up the floor. I always thought her shinobi transformation outfit looked a lot like a maid’s, and given how much she cleans and cooks for the rest of us, it seemed fitting. Most of us thought of her more like a mother than anything else, she did a good job of picking up after us and making sure we got our chores done. Even laid down the law when we were getting out of hand. She could be a bit airheaded though, like when she accidentally used one of my medicines in her soup…

Wait.

I knew just what I wanted to do with her after I heard her wish. Before I made my way over to her, I took out the notebook I used to take notes on my earrings in, proceeding to write down each of the normalities I had created so far. It would only be wise to keep track of them, not doing so could have dire consequences. Next, I began to consider a new normality that would make things much more interesting for me.

“It is normal for everyone to find my bodily fluids delicious and aromatically pleasing.”

Next, I reached into one of my drawers and removed a vial of very special medicine, one that I had not yet been able to enjoy to the fullest, but now I was eager to do so.

After readying myself I stood up and walked over to Yomi.

“Is it my turn?” She asked, smiling.

“Pardon?”

“Are you going to ask me a question? You’ve been doing it to everyone else. It’s not like nobody else can hear when we speak, there are no walls here.” That was a good point.

“Well, yes I am here to ask you what you would wish for if you were granted a single wish that couldn’t change anything about yourself.”

Yomi tapped her chin thoughtfully. “I think I would wish to end child hunger.” That was unsurprising, Yomi came from a very poor background before enrolling in Hebijo. She also frequently held adorable little plays in public parks for poor kids where she pretended to be a superhero. I had participated in a few, they were dreadfully boring, but I have always admired her kind heart for doing so.

There was a problem with her dream, however; coming up with a normality that would abolish child hunger was certainly possible, but also slightly irresponsible. I had no idea what the butterfly effect of such a societal change would be. It may seem innocent and benevolent enough, but there could be serious problems that came from something like that. I should have expected Yomi’s wish to be far from selfish, this would take some serious thought. Later though, now it was time to have some fun.

“Anything else you need from me?” Yomi asks, tilting her head.

“Yes actually.” I reached into my cleavage and withdrew the vial I had stored there and drank the liquid inside. With a slight belch from my mouth that I politely covered with my hand, I felt a strange but familiar heat building in my pelvis. Looking down I could see my denim skirt begin to warp slightly as I felt a brand new organ grow on my body. I quickly undid my belt and once again allowed my skirt and panties fall to the ground. This time instead of exposing my pussy, a twelve-inch, throbbing cock was revealed to the cave.

“I’d like you to suck this, Yomi.” I said calmly while licking my lips.

“Okay.” She replied brightly. “I hope you don’t mind me swallowing, I don’t want to get the floor dirty again.” Ever the practical, I was not going to complain. Hopefully she would be able to keep up though. When running tests for this cock I found that it ejaculated pints.

Without saying anything else, Yomi knelt down on the ground in front of me and immediately stuck the tip into her warm lips. With a delightful slurping noise, she began to suck on the tip. She moved her head back and forth slightly but not much. It felt amazing, finally being able to experience the fabled blowjob, as a woman no less, was a wonderful situation in its own right. Something didn’t seem right though.

She wasn’t going that far down, barely an inch along the lengthy shaft and she wasn’t moving her tongue in the slightest. When I reached around her head and attempted to push it down a bit further, she gave notable resistance and her brows furrowed slightly.

Then it hit me. People were compelled to obey my orders but not to enjoy them. I considered fixing that by altering the normality, but decided against that method, mainly because some orders I give would be mundane, and seeing people enjoy those orders would be odd. I also wanted them to not enjoy them sometimes, that was part of the fun. Instead I thought less broad and more specific. I could never think of a time when I would want oral sex to be unenthusiastic.

“It is normal to enjoy oral sex and kissing, assuming the participants are willing.” There was nothing worse than a tepid kiss.

Almost immediately Yomi’s movements and expression changed. She started to bob her head more and her eyes practically sparkled with glee. She even brought up a hand so she could stroke where her mouth couldn’t reach. She looked much more enthusiastic now, and the difference was astounding. She was using her tongue more to actually lick along the shaft as it went in and out. She was also sucking and slurping, making sure to use plenty of saliva to lubricate her movements. I could feel her slowly getting further down with each bob of her head. She was awfully noisy when she did this, noisy enough that I was vaguely aware that the others were watching. They were still going about their business in their own corners of the cave, but they were observing.

“It’s all right if you all want to come and watch.” I announced to the cave. I gave a brief look at Yomi to confirm if she was comfortable with the notion, but she seemed be far too preoccupied with what she was doing to have an opinion.

Mirai was the first to make her way over, almost as fast as lightning. She was blushing intensely and her eye was wide, mouth agape, watching very intently. Homura was next, likely just due to proximity, and Hikage was last, getting up from the worn-out couch balancing a knife on top of a knife on the tip of her finger.

“Whoa,” Mirai looked so entranced by the situation that she may as well have been taking notes. Perhaps she was taking notes of the mental variety. She probably wanted to try this later, I did make oral sex fun after all. Homura was blushing slightly as she watched, but otherwise seemed to enjoy the sight. Meanwhile Hikage wore the same deadpan expression as always, though she was definitely watching closely.

Yomi had managed to make it halfway down my shaft by this point, and was continuing to bob. I could feel my tip hitting the back of her throat with each dive. Shivers were being sent up my spine at every moment, my knees were weaker than when I was getting fingered by Homura. If not for my shinobi training, I might have fallen on my rear a while ago. Every now and again Yomi would let out a small hum of satisfaction and enjoyment as she continued, each time she did a small vibration would be sent through my cock sending a delightfully electric sensation coursing through my body.

Given that I was not used to this kind of stimulation to this kind of organ (yet), it wasn’t long before I felt myself nearing climax. “Yomi, I’m almost there.” I say in a breathy voice.

Yomi briefly pops my dick out of her mouth for a moment. “I know! You’re letting out some precum, it tastes really good.” Then she plunged her head down again and doubled her movements, going faster and more intensely than before, her hand jerking along the shaft wildly as though she were milking me.

With a loud moan I start to cum, it felt like an explosion from my tip, like a jet-stream of semen was pouring into her lips. Her eyes widened, most likely at the speed at which her mouth was getting full and almost desperately started to swallow, gulping over and over like she just got a hold of a garden hose after wandering for a week in the desert. Despite her rate of swallowing it wasn’t quick enough it seemed, as some of my creamy, white spunk leaked out of the corners of her mouth and onto her tracksuit. Though she was clearly overwhelmed, her hand kept pumping my shaft trying to squeeze out every last drop I had.

After what felt like an eternity I had finally stopped ejaculating. Just in time too, as it became quickly apparent that in-between all of her gulping Yomi had no time to breathe. She popped off my sensitive member and began gasping for breath, falling backward with only her arms to prop her up. Though there was a lot of cum left splattered on her breasts, miraculously not a drop landed on the ground. Her huge breasts were heaving with each breath, bobbing up and down rhythmically.

I pulled out a nearby lawn chair from our table and sat down, doing a fair bit of panting myself. That was the most intense orgasm I‘d ever had. The whole experience was a thing of beauty, capped with a cherry on top as I witnessed Yomi lick up some of the cum that had leaked off her chin and then smile contentedly.

“Mirai,” I called for my submissive, not wanting to leave her out of the delicious experience, “clean Yomi up with your tongue.” Mirai looked at me with a wide eye and then almost pounced on her friend, quickly and efficiently licking up every single strand of cum on her face, then moved down to her tracksuit, licking the semen off that as well. She, too, seemed to enjoy the taste, and Yomi just seemed to be on cloud nine. I was too, in a way.

Finally, Yomi stood up once she was cleaned off and wobbled slightly on her feet. “Well, I think I’m going to take a bath now.” She said a bit shakily as she made her way to the wooden bathtub in the corner behind a curtain.

“Mistress!” Mirai bounded up to me excitedly. “That stuff tastes so good! Can I clean you too?” My adorable little Mirai, my favorite little toy, asking to clean me. How could I refuse? After giving her an allowing gesture, she smiled and started to lick my sensitive shaft up and down, licking up whatever stray sperm was left on the shaft and tip after I had finished my fun with Yomi.

There was only one person left to have a chat with.