Devotion

Anna and Sienna sat in the break room, their arms reaching around and under their ponderous endowments so that they could finger each other while they watched the new video uploaded by Goddess Valerie.

"Goddess I wish my ass cheeks were boobs like that lucky woman," Sienna moaned. "Four boobs and I get to sit down on my tits?"

"If I ever meet Goddess Valerie I will misbehave so badly that she'll have to do more than just spank and whip me. I want her to ruin me with those massive cocks of hers," Anna replied, whimpering as the orgasms from Sienna's physical stimulation added to the ones she already experienced constantly ever since she'd pledged herself to her Goddess.

"...you can devote yourself to me even further... dumbest of whores can figure out... keep your holes ready..." The video came to an end and Sienna reached for her phone. Despite her fingers being drenched in Anna's pussy juices, and leaving a line all the way along her massive boob, they left no mark on the phone screen.

"That was it, it seems," she said.

"What do you think she meant?" Anna wondered, withdrawing her own hand from Sienna's crotch, licking off the cum, and reaching around her tits to pinch and twist her nipples.

"Well, it can't be anything too complicated," Sienna pointed out. "After all, she clearly wants us to figure it out. What was it we said last time?"

"'I pledge myself to Goddess Valerie,'" Anna reminded her.

"Right, that. But this time she used another word, 'devote'. Maybe that's it?"

"We should say it together, so that we can watch each other as it happens if we are right," Anna suggested. "After all, I didn't get to see you change last time."

Sienna nodded. "Remember, 'devote', not 'pledge'."

Anna nodded in return.

"I devote myself to Goddess Valerie!" the two said in unison. Unlike last time when they both whispered it, this time they said it full-throatedly and proudly. They were Goddess Valerie's property, after all, and their appearance already proved it; why should they hide it in their words?

And it seemed to Sienna that their Goddess returned their devotion. Instead of the instant change she and Anna had undergone the last time, this time she could feel herself shifting and could see Anna changing.

She groaned as her feet fused together, the sensation racing up her shins, her knees vanishing, all the way up almost to her crotch, where she could feel the tiniest gap just below her cunt and asshole. The sensation raced both upward and downward, the new appendage that her legs had become lengthening as she felt perfectly balanced on what she realised was a tail--a lamia tail; somehow she knew she was becoming a lamia--while from above her twat a trio of hefty cocks sprouted, balls dropping moments later. The wave of change raced further up her torso, pushing outward from her sides as she grew three more pairs of arms while also causing her chest to billow outward with growth even as it was also pushed upward by a second pair of equally large breasts displacing them from below. Her hair dropped down even further, reaching all the way to where her tail met the ground, and when the changes finally stopped she was staring ahead at a wall of breastflesh, at least for a few moments until she found herself somehow able to see through them. Her double rack was easily above her head by no less than the length of her torso, and yet she somehow knew that she would be able to continue to operate as if nothing had changed from before she had found her Goddess. She took a few experimental slithers, finding herself adjusting easily to her new form of locomotion.

Anna's changes were no less dramatic, perhaps more so. Her ass had exploded backward, lengthening into a second torso before a second pair of legs dropped down at the back. A pair of what looked like heavy udders, though they might more accurately just be ordinary, though extremely large, human breasts except with four long, engorged nipples apiece, dropped from the new torso, while no less than nine titanic boobs, in three rows of three, sprouted from her chest. They squeezed against Sienna's quartet pleasurably, yet somehow did not displace either woman despite seemingly being too large to fit in the space between them. For that matter, Sienna suspected that any one of the thirteen endowments was too large to fit through the door of the break room--yet at the same time she knew they would face no difficulties exiting. Meanwhile, she could also see that Anna sported her own triad of dicks on her crotch, just above her front pussy, while at the rear she had a second cunt, and from below that sprouted an incredible seven additional dicks, arrayed beneath her in a semicircle, one of them going right between her legs with the entire head visible in front of her breasts while the others were angled toward, with the rearmost pair lying perpendicular to the rest of her body. Her twelve arms roamed along her body, able to reach all the way from the tips of her new cocks to her rear pussy.

Sienna's own dicks couldn't get any harder than her permanent erections already **** them to be, but they twitched madly as if trying.

"I was the one who wanted to be railed by massive dicks," Anna said, a note of complaint in her voice.

"You still could be. You've got a lot of extra holes now, after all." Sienna could tell that, in addition to her new second twat, all seventeen of Anna's nipples could be thoroughly penetrated.

"One more change, I think," came an ethereal voice from nowhere, a sound so beautiful, so heavenly, so perfect that all thirteen cocks in the room erupted in geysers of cum as soon as it began.

Both Sienna and Anna felt their shoulders twitch as new necks sprouted, swiftly forming into full-grown heads. Sienna could see that Anna had an additional pair, one on each side of her original one, while she herself felt her thinking divide into five and her eyesight multiply by the same as she looked from side to side to see two new heads on each side of her first. Some of her new hair got caught between her gigantic ass cheeks, ratcheting up her continuous orgasms as it brushed against her anus.

A knock came at the door and it opened a second later. "Sienna, Anna, I know you have needs which we have to accommodate given your affliction," their manager said, seemingly not put out at all by their new forms even as he took them in, "but we do need you back out on the floor." He took an extra moment to consider the new bodies the two had. "We were only able to get the one breast pump in overnight, though, as you know, and none more arrived this morning. Thankfully, what did arrive this morning was an advertisement for a new company, V77 Manufacturing, which offers all sorts of specialised equipment for people who've been afflicted by the"--his mouth twisted slightly--"'hentai virus'. Honestly, they do sound too good to be true, breast pumps, cock sheaths, everything I could want to keep the two of you from making a mess of the place and collect all your fluids--which, pursuant to new legislation just enacted in response to this epidemic, are legally ours when you produce it on the clock and we provide the equipment to do the collection--and even process those into products we can use or sell, at low prices with delivery within an unbelievably short time window after ordering. But on the other hand, we don't have much choice, so I've already placed a small order and if they're actually as good as they say I have authorisation from head office to get as much as I need. Apparently everyone's placing orders, though, so we'll see if they can actually follow through. But for now, ladies, break's over, back to work."

Anna and Sienna nodded and, as Sienna knew would be the case, easily maneuvered their new oversized bodies out of the break room, through the too-small doorways, and somehow did not crowd everyone else out of the food prep area at the front of the coffee shop despite just their breasts between them being large enough to take up the entire space.

--

"Still not picking a favourite, Mistress?" Sydney said teasingly as she and Valerie watched a huge screen showing, through magical voyeurism, everyone who'd taken Valerie's new devotion.

Valerie gestured to focus on one such in particular, taking place in the break room of a coffee shop halfway around the world where two women who'd already taken her pledge had just finished watching her new video. Twirling a finger, she froze time except for her apartment and the break room, so that she could observe them without missing anything else.

"You know you're not supposed to use that except to extend the amount of time you have to fuck someone silly, Mistress," Sydney chastised.

"What is the ring going to do, cut itself off from the best deal it's ever going to find?" Valerie pointed out. "The fact that I can use it to fuck someone silly indefinitely was enough for it to be willing to grant that wish, and so I have unlimited selective temporal control at my fingertip."

"Did you wish for a thesaurus to be planted in your head from Rachel while I wasn't listening?" Sydney said.

"No, just to have a bunch of science fiction and fantasy dumped in there. For ideas that I can adapt into sexy wishes, of course."

"For ideas, sure. And not because you're also taking advantage of your functional immortality and nigh-omnipotence to indulge a newfound nerd streak."

"It's not newfound, I just had other focuses in my life before I had the time to consume it all."

"Right. Focuses like not fucking us, sports, not fucking us, construction work, not fucking us, claiming you were too tired to fuck us but still fingering yourself to hentai, and did I mention not fucking us?"

"No, I don't think you did."

"Well then let the record show that you did not fuck us enough."

Valerie altered history so that she had been fingering Sydney, whose smoke she had allowed to coalesce back into energy-flesh just enough for her to have a pussy, since she'd paused time so they could watch the two women transform. "Does that count as fucking you enough?"

"Well I'd like to cum as well, Mistress," Sydney complained.

"You could've volunteered to be the delivery lady," Valerie pointed out. "Rachel will be getting plenty of orgasms, I can promise that."

Sydney crossed her arms under her ample bust and pouted.

"But I know that only turns you on even more, since I know what kinks I gave you," Valerie added with a chuckle.

"Hmph, Mistress." Sydney gestured at the screen. "They're done, by the way."

Valerie turned her attention back. "Y'know, given that I can teleport to any of my slaves, I should be able to just project my consciousness there instead, without having to move physically."

"Lazy, but granted."

"Oh, not just lazy." Valerie shrugged. "The laziness was in the wording of the wish, because you know it also gave me the ability to manipulate anything I like where I've projected myself, while not having a physical body there to be harmed by anyone who is, because that's what I intended. Imagine what someone with malintent could do with that."

Sydney narrowed her eyes. "Some people have very twisted imaginations. Or so says all that science fiction and fantasy I just dumped into my head, too."

"Anyway." Valerie projected herself into the break room she was watching. "One more change, I think." Her projected voice, coming out of the sound system with perfect fidelity, was enough to make her cum and Sydney whimper in denied climax.

"Any particular reason for deciding on that change to add special?" Sydney asked.

"Nah, just thought it'd be freaky, hot and sexy," Valerie replied. "Like the rest of the changes going on."

One by one the two watched each new change take place, both for those who were watching the new video fully, and those who had just found Valerie's content. She dropped the occasional extra alteration in from time to time, but largely let the changes run their course without further intervention.

"And now the moment you've been waiting for, at least," Valerie said. The screen shifted to show millions of Rachels in millions of cars, or on bicycles, or with carts, or whatever else was appropriate to the locations in which she found herself, preparing to deliver magically created equipment to help "hentai virus" sufferers handle their new forms.

Valerie decided to focus on the coffee shop she'd first looked at, where Rachel carried all the equipment she knew they would need, not just what little they'd initially ordered.

"Oh!" the manager said upon seeing her, not at all put out by a busty, curvy, extremely attractive naked woman walking into his establishment with boxes floating all around her; after all, he had an absurdly busty lamia and a hyperdicked centaur with even bigger boobs on staff. "That's a lot more than I ordered."

"V77 Manufacturing prides itself on knowing how much you'll need to order, not just filling the order you made," Rachel said, deliberately putting pride into her voice while the boxes unpacked themselves and the equipment flew about, rapidly getting set up to extract milk and sexual fluids from Anna and Sienna. "We look to ensure complete customer satisfaction."

"I see. Well, that's exemplary service. You can send the invoice to--" He cut off as his phone buzzed.

Sydney sighed as she used magic to send out millions of invoices for products that had been delivered despite not being ordered.

"You don't need the money and it costs you literally nothing to create the items," she pointed out.

"Which is why I made them free when it made sense to do that," Valerie pointed out. "But when it's a business needing them? They're much more likely to trust the product when they're paying for it than when it's offered for free."

"Thank you for choosing to do business with V77 Manufacturing!" Rachel said as the manager scanned the invoice.

The man nodded, but under his breath, muttered, "Not like there was anyone else selling what we needed..."

The scene repeated itself simultaneously across millions of locations, until Valerie paused time again and brought Rachel back to the apartment.

"Whoof. It's a bit of a rush being both physically and temporally shifted like that. Finding yourself in a new location and unfrozen? A bit disorienting, even for a genie," she said.

"Very good work, Rachel," Valerie said without preamble. "I think you've earned, hm..." Valerie pretended to think. "One orgasm."

Rachel moaned in pleasure as the climax coursed through her, unable to enhance the sensation with physical stimulation as unlike Sydney, she hadn't been permitted to manifest her pussy, her breasts were perfectly smooth, and her sexual sensitivity was, as it was by default, turned off upon her return.

Sydney looked on with even more jealousy.

"Like you're not enjoying the denial," Rachel said.

"The denial's only worthwhile if you get to orgasm eventually," Sydney shot back.

"Hmm, maybe. You volunteering to take over the occasional deliveries for people who aren't watching the video as soon as it's uploaded, while I get to experience the exquisite torment of being edged?"

"If that's what it takes to get to cum," Sydney said.

"Well I'll still need a secretary, so Rachel, I wish you were every bit as much a perfect sexy slutty secretary as Sydney is."

Sydney vanished to take care of the deliveries that needed making as people watched the video later, or got home, or any other such thing that necessitated extra equipment.

"Are you going to set up a way to have this done autonomously eventually, Mistress?" Rachel asked, blasting more magic through her tablet to send out the necessary invoices as deliveries occurred without being requested.

"Maybe. But also people tend to prefer a human touch."

"Technically, neither Sydney nor I is human. Not any more, anyway."

"Well if you don't want to do a task for which I'll reward you with an orgasm, I can just give it to Tania. Though she'd rather be in suspended animation unless I'm about to fuck her, and then I'd also need to wish for a more intricate delivery system than just having one of you create the stuff thirty seconds prior."

"Yeah, yeah, there's benefits to having one of us do it. Why not let us stay behind as well?"

"Oh, that I'll probably do eventually. Right now, though, I just wanted a little time with each of you alone." Valerie again altered history so that the moment Rachel's climax ended, her pussy formed and Valerie began fingering it just as she had Sydney's.

"Well, since Sydney was telling you about the financials a bit, I suppose I should tell you that your website is ready to go with payment features and everything, and that social media execs are all thoroughly under the impression that it's their controls, and not your much stronger wishes, that are ensuring that only appropriate eyes are on your content."

"Actually, can you extend that aspect of the wishes to cover all such content, so far as social media goes? Might as well do something good for the world at large, I figure."

"Sure. The ring appreciates your thoughtfulness."

"And how did you know that Sydney was talking about the financials? I ordered you not to look in on us."

"True, but that didn't really matter, Mistress. Sydney and I were supposed to be one genie, and while the unusual nature of our finding the lamp left us in this state, we are in many ways a single being. You can't prevent us from knowing pretty much anything about the other, including what the other is doing at any given time. So the command was of limited effectiveness, at best."

"And I take it you find this funny, which is why neither of you warned me that it wouldn't work as intended."

Rachel giggled and Valerie swatted her on the boob. Then she glared at the screen and swatted Sydney on the boobs she had on each of her thousands of bodies at that moment.

"So what were you planning to do before deciding June needed some punishment, Mistress?" Rachel asked.

"Well, that's for me to know, and for you to find out once I decide it's time for another video introducing something new for us. For now, have your legs again and do a nude photoshoot of yourself, upload that. Make sure that there's at least one free image of you with your fist entirely inside your pussy."

"Not going to let me do a photoshoot with a cock yet, Mistress?" Rachel said.

"Keep bugging me about it and I'll let Sydney have first crack at that," Valerie threatened.

"She doesn't really want to have one, though. She prefers using strap-ons," Rachel pointed out.

"She'll also change on a dime once her Mistress orders her to grow a cock. And she knows it."

"And I know I would if you decided to have me use a strap-on instead, Mistress," Rachel said, sighing. "And even so the thought excites me."

"Would it have excited you before becoming a genie?"

"Hard to say, actually. I mean, we were both pretty submissive toward you in particular... but maybe not quite that submissive, if we'd even thought it was possible, of course. Not that I haven't used strap-ons on occasion, of course, but I always fantasised about them being an actual dick; Sydney didn't. But I think, if I'd had the opportunity before this to have a cock of my own, I would've taken it, no matter what you said."

"And I would still have loved you all the same," Valerie assured her.

"But now our bodies are yours to shape as you see fit, just as our actions are yours to dictate as you see fit, Mistress. So whatever I might feel about having, or not having, a penis, it brings me much greater pleasure overall to know that everything about me reflects your desires for me, and I know Sydney feels the same."

"Well, I'll think on it, then. Just because you'll be happy with whatever I decide doesn't mean that I want to **** anything on you that wouldn't make you as happy as possible. After all, as both of you very much enjoy pointing out, I do have quite a bit of pleasuring you to catch up on."

"It's good to see that you're starting to be considerate that way, Mistress," Rachel said.

"Just for that you're not getting the orgasm I was going to let you have at the end of the shoot."

Rachel stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry.

"That's for a later video," Valerie admonished.