Your wish is Chloe's command

After you watch Kazumi down the final bit of green liquid, an idea comes to you. You've been on a losing streak, so you figured Kazumi might be interested in a bet...

"Hey, Zumi? How about we make things more exciting?" She tilts her head, as you smile innocently. "The loser of the next two of three games has to do whatever the other person says for the rest of the night. And I'm saying... anything."

Kazumi shivered at the way you said that last word, but she didn't really understand why. Still, a smile began to grow. "You mean, I can get you to clean my kitchen?" Her kitchen was spotless, but that was beside the point.

You nodded. "That's if you win, though!" You brushed some blonde hair from your forehead, looking a little worse for wear after those last few matches where you didn't really stand a chance. Kazumi clearly felt confident, and she nodded.

"Deal."

You smiled, and the rounds began. Your ice-woman fighter fell behind early to Kazumi's spy-copy kicker, but after a while, you started to make an unexpected comeback. Well, unexpected for Kazumi, who suddenly was gripping her controller tightly. "What is going on..! Jump! Jump! You've got the legs, woman!"

As you expected, Chloe was in her hands, and she'd picked up on the signal you'd sent. Kazumi's reaction time became sluggish... and you handily won your first landslide match that night. Chloe let up a little in the second round, making you sweat at the idea that you might be cleaning a kitchen after all... but the third round? You'd won a decisive victory.

Kazumi sighed loudly, as she sprawled out on the couch. "Augh, I can't believe it! I guess now I know what your carrot on a stick is... total domination over a pretty lady for a night, huh?" Kazumi giggled a little, taking a deep breath as she looked at you. "Alright, Emmy, I promised. Anything you want."

You nodded, thinking a little. "Okay, well first command for you... jumping jacks."

Kazumi rolled her eyes, and began to do jumping jacks. "Real creative, pal. Come on with this! Make me cook you a dessert or something, that's--"

"Take off your top."

Kazumi paused, looking at you with a dumbfounded expression. "Uh, what?" Her words were meek, reminding you of college. Well, half-reminding you. You'd have been equally shy, but you had a secret weapon of the slime flowing through Kazumi's body. "I mean, I thought you were--what the hell?" Her hands seemed more agreeable than her head, as she reached down to tug the sweater up and off her body, tossing it nearby, leaving her in a babydoll tee.

"I told you, if you lost, you'd do anything I say. You agreed to this! Lose the tee too."

Kazumi grunts, as her hands kept pulling away fabric from her body. This time she tried to resist, but you could see only struggle in her face. Her hands moved as if she was in full agreement, her hips swaying back and forth in anticipation of your next commands. "I can't... I can't control my body, how are you doing this? How are you making me move?" The redness on her face was apparent as you watched her small tits come into view.

"Make your boobs bigger."

With a confused and slightly frustrated face, Kazumi scowls at you. "Ha ha, very funny Emmy. I know they're not much, but... but..." She looked down to see the impossible! Her boobs grew out, three cup sizes, going from barely an A to a generous D, which jiggled around of their own accord during the expansion before settling down, huge breasts on a tiny torso. "That's... impossible..."

You'd never seen Kazumi so stunned. Her eyes were locked onto her chest for a few moments, before she looked up at you in amazement, mouth open in a wordless stupor.

You were still just smiling sweetly. This was just the beginning.