RWBY Monstergirls (10/21)

Emerald floated through the waves of trans-existence that dwelt between the realms of existence. Usually, she hated it here, the endlessly dreary pseudo-existence that she was bound to until some mortal got ahold of her lamp, or, once they had it, while they were “enjoying” one wish and thinking what they’d do for the next one. But right now, it was a place to build anticipation, to await her summoning. Surely, it would be soon, surely her “Master” would realize any moment now…

Ah, yes, there it was. She could feel the pull of her Master’s will upon her, drawing her forth from her lamp. Emerald had millennia of experience with this, but even now, it was hard to hide her smile as she awaited seeing the face of the fool who thought that a genie was a blessing of wishes and not a curse upon the folly of man.

But she knew she couldn’t show disrespect to the one who commanded her. Even though she might wish to unleash her contempt on all who summoned her, it was forever denied her. Oh, this Master was kind enough for a mortal, a woman who Emerald had no particular dislike, but even the kindest mortal still held her leash—and Emerald could not forgive it.

Corporealizing into the world, Emerald felt her form condense from thick smoke, gaining weight, mass, sensation… she did love being real, and hated that the cost of it was servitude, but it was all worth it as she could see the-

The beaming face of her Master?

Emerald blinked in surprise, caught totally off guard. She had thought this girl would be an easy mark, wearing an obvious weakness—her one-sided crush on a married man—for Emerald to exploit. She had thought the results of her first wish, as always, so carelessly spoken for Emerald to take advantage of, would needle her enough that she’d use another to fix it, giving Emerald another opportunity to further unmake her life, but the girl was… she was beaming. Her emerald eyes sparkled with joy, her face split by a wide smile, the exhilarated look of a woman in love. Emerald bit her lip, trying not to show her disappointment as she gave a gracious bow.

“You have called me, Master, and I come to attend to your needs,” she began, giving every outward politeness while running over in her mind how she might have misread the mark, “Is there… something not to your liking with your wish?”

“Oh no,” her Master shook her head, “At first, I didn’t realize anything changed after you snapped your fingers and I woke up in bed, but then I- I- I-” she could see that the joy within her heart was about to burst forth, and Emerald braced herself not to vomit. “Oh, it was perfect! I rolled over and he was right there, and he- he- he… oh Emerald, as soon as I saw him, he told me I was beautiful and he kissed me!”

Not that Emerald had to do much to make that happen. Her Master was, undeniably, a beautiful woman. A babe. Long, gorgeous red hair, an athletically toned body, that smiling face, and, yeah, she had T&A well beyond what that dork she had inexplicably fallen for came home to. Making him fall in love with her wasn’t exactly flexing her arcane might, it was just… nudging a few things in the past. Honestly, she had to change her Master’s past actions a lot more than she had to nudge this Jaune’s sense of attraction or morality.

But maybe she just hadn’t realized yet…

“Was it all to your liking?” she smoothly cut in, hiding her frustration as best she could, “You wished for his love and now, my Master, you have it.”

“Well...” Aha! There it was! Emerald had hoped that her Master had picked up that while she had her beloved’s love, she didn’t have everything she wanted. And that little tickle of dissatisfaction would push her to make further wishes. “I know I only wished for Jaune to love me, but… I’m not sure I’m really okay with… with making him cheat on Weiss...”

Yes, this was going much better. Now all she had to do was fan the flames…

“Oh, Master, I did not realize! You see,” she suppressed her wicked grin, “I am bound to honor the letter of your wish. You wished for him to be in love with you, and I delivered that. His marital standing will require another wish.”

A wish she would surely make. And however she phrased it, Emerald would find a way to twist her words until she was miserable. Served this fool right, a mortal daring to use the power Emerald carried, taking advantage of the curse of her servitude! Emerald despised her Masters, one and all, and took great satisfaction leading them to misery and ruin.

Thinking to prod her further, Emerald continued, “A wish should not be a hasty thing. I’ll leave you to think about what you really want. Just call upon me when you have made up your mind.”

Emerald was crafty, and experienced in tempting humans. A girl like her current Master would react against her warning to think things through. She’d worked up the courage to summon Emerald, and she wouldn’t want to lose her momentum now and not make a wish.

“Wait!” she cried, just on cue as Emerald has started to call forth the shimmer of her departure.

Raising an eyebrow, Emerald asked, “Oh? Do you, perhaps, already have a wish in mind?”

“I wish… I wish that...” suddenly, her eyes flashed as she spoke with a hasty, predictable insistence and said, “I wish that Jaune and I were married!”

“Your wish is my command,” Emerald replied with a grin. Oh, she knew exactly what she’d do for this silly girl, and raising her fingers, Emerald savored the sound of the-

SNAP!

LINE BREAK EMERALD

Things were back on track. Emerald had been worried, at first, but that was because she had been used to easy prey. Arrogant and ambitious men who had bottomless appetites and a strong sense of what they “deserved.” Princes, Generals, Guildmasters, the kinds of men who had such a clear vision of their desires that they wouldn’t accept anything less than exactly as they wished. Her current Master was far more simple, a girl in love, and she had been willing to make sacrifices to her vision just for the chance to kiss the boy she’d fallen for.

Her acceptance of infidelity had been a bit surprising, but it had given Emerald some ideas for how she was going to twist her second wish. In the moments between her Master’s request and the snap of Emerald’s fingers, the plan had already formed, one perfect for punishing her Master for her desires. Yes… this was going to be good. Mortals always let their wants exceed their sensibility, and Emerald had delivered a doozy of a wish to help hammer that home. With this setup, it’d only be a matter of time before she was summoned back to fix this.

Ah. Right on time. She could feel the pull of her Master’s will upon her, and this time, she did not waste any time on her arrival. She wanted to be there, fast, because she needed to see that her plan had worked. And as she appeared in-

Wait, what the fuck?

Emerald was not surprised to see her Master dressed in tight leather fetish gear. She had twisted the wish to ensure her Master would get everything she asked for in the worst way possible, but once again… once-a-fucking-gain…

Her Master was beaming with happiness.

Emerald’s stomach turned at the sight. The leather harness and the two rings on her Master’s hand seemed to mock her… and not in the way it was supposed to, the sign of her wish granted and the sign of the wish twisted. Seeing the thick collar around her Mistress’s neck should have delighted Emerald, seeing her bare breasts exposed, pierced with two small bells and wrapped in leather straps should have been a sign of her victory over this mortal. But the look on her face, the happy look on her face told Emerald that she’d once again misjudged the situation.

“Oh, Emerald!” her Master gushed as she rose, revealing the stiletto ballet boots she was teetering on, “It’s not at all how I dreamed my wish might go, but it’s so much better! I’m,” she flashed her left hand, letting the gold and diamond glint in the light, “Mrs. Arc, just as I asked, but what you did with Weiss...”

Emerald had figured turnabout was fair play. If her Master was fine with being Jaune’s beloved Mistress, then as his wife, she’d have to endure her husband having a side piece of his own. But Emerald couldn’t overrule a previous wish, to have Jaune’s love, unless specifically instructed to do so, so instead of making Jaune love Weiss instead of his wife, Emerald had, instead, nudged and probed at their history a little until Mrs. Pyrrha Arc was in a humiliating relationship as her husband’s pet—and with his Mistress as her personal trainer. Emerald had thought for sure her Master would object to- to just the butt plug she currently had shoved up her ass, that the snowflake tattoo beside it would be too much, but no.

She’d found a genuine freak.

“I… had to find something to do with her in the interim...” Emerald murmured, still too dazed to properly lie.

Not that she needed to. Her Master was deliriously happy as she continued, “Mmmm, Weiss is such the kinky Mistress… but she’s so sweet to me, even when making me watch as she steals my husband away! Or when they, oh, when they double team me, I’m just- just the happiest girl in the world!”

“I’m… glad your wishes worked out for you...” Emerald said, though there was no thought behind her words. She was distracted by her Master’s hair raised up in a high ponytail, the way it bobbed in the air. Emerald had thought it a suitably humiliating touch for her Master, but now it seemed to taunt her. But… no. Now, she needed to get her head in the game. And she needed to do it fast. Her Master had one wish left, and that meant one last chance to ruin this- this mortal bitch who thought she was getting one over her! Emerald wasn’t going to let this happen. She couldn’t let this happen, but… but what would her Master wish for with what she had now? Emerald shivered to imagine it.

She’d find out soon enough.

Her Master giggled, accompanied by the tinkling of bells as her tits jiggled. “I’m so happy as my husband and Weiss’s little love pet. And I have you to thank for it,” Emerald repressed a snarl at that, “So I wish you were Jaune’s loving slave, too!”

No. No! Anything but that! Emerald’s eyes went wide with horror as she realized what it meant, but it had come too fast! But- but the word had been spoken, and Emerald’s hand was already raising, no matter how hard she tried to will it back down. She wanted to snarl, to rage, to scream, but the magic was working through her, her fingers curling, and in seconds, she would-

SNAP!

LINE BREAK EMERALD

Rousing herself from her bed, Emerald briefly had the feeling that something wasn’t right. Stretching, she glanced around, trying to see what might be out of place, but… nothing seemed wrong. She still had on her golden bangles and chains that signified her status as a genie, still wore the gauzy silks she remembered. Raising a hand to her head, her hair felt the same and her body felt the same, and her collar was snugly in place around her neck, except…

Wait. Since when did she sleep?

Blinking in confusion, Emerald turned to her sister-slave Pyrrha, dressed in a matching harem outfit (though red instead of green), and asked, “Does something feel… off to you?”

“I’ll say,” Pyrrha giggled, “You overslept by five minutes and, somehow, Mistress Weiss hadn’t caught you!”

Emerald’s eyes shot wide. Overslept? She couldn’t believe it, Emerald never was so careless in her servitude! But she was even more struck by how lucky she was not to get caught. Mistress Weiss… she shivered. She had been deputized by Master to ensure that his girls were always in tip-top shape, and that meant that she didn’t spare the lash. And unlike Pyrrha, Emerald didn’t see that as a reward.

But still, for Master… a little pain to be an even better slave girl was worth it.

Emerald had, of course, fallen in love at first sight with the powerful and worthy man. She’d met him through… through Pyrrha, she remembered that, but… hmmm, how did she meet Master? Well, that didn’t really matter. As his personal genie, she couldn’t be wasting times on girlish reminiscing when she had to hurry up and attend to his needs!

Turning to the mirror, Emerald carefully primped and preened to look perfect. Yes, she had magic for this, but it felt… right to do this by hand. Every step to make herself look prettier for Jaune felt so- EEEP!

“Pyrrha!” she whined, as her slave-sister suddenly squeezed her chest, “We don’t- nnnnnn- we’re gonna be late!”

“Awww...” she pouted, but knew that they needed to attend to Master’s needs. With one last pinch of Emerald’s nipples, Pyrrha gave her a kiss on the cheek and joined Emerald at the vanity. Quickly fixing up their look, Emerald and Pyrrha gracefully left their quarters to come to Master’s bedroom. But as they opened the door with a graceful bow, Emerald had to fight off a jealous pout as she saw the reason Mistress Weiss hadn’t been there to punish Emerald for her sloth.

Because she was in bed with Master, lovingly running her tongue up and down his… big… meaty… cock… ohhhhh…

Emerald and Pyrrha stared, mesmerized at the sight. Something in the back of Emerald’s mind told her that this was off, that this was the product of wish magic, that… that she didn’t… want this... but… but the far greater part of Emerald’s mind was utterly devoted to the sight in front of her. And the hunger it inspired deep in her core, her panties moistening as she devoured the sight with her eyes. The only thought that could break through her daze was that it wasn’t her tongue worshiping his shaft.

Softly padding forward in their slippers, Emerald and Pyrrha headed to the bed to join Weiss. They knelt in supplication before their Master and began to lavish his shaft with their attention—Emerald wondered if the color palette, the contrast, between the three of them gave Master more pleasure as he watched his three adoring slaves attend to him. She hoped it did.

Weiss descended to lick and suck upon his balls as Emerald and Pyrrha focused on his shaft. Running her tongue up to tickle his glans, Emerald rose just in time to meet Pyrrha’s eyes. The two girls, of course, took advantage of this timing to exchange a less-than-chaste kiss. All for Master’s entertainment. What man wouldn’t enjoy the sight of his submissive wife and bound genie sharing a passionate kiss over his cock, while his sidepiece greedily sucked on his balls?

And as they took turns fitting him into their mouth, letting their lips close around his shaft and marvel at how big he was inside them, Emerald let herself get caught in the pleasurable wave of knowing she was doing a good job. She was a good, loving slave for Master. That was all that mattered. A wish come true.

“Oh, fuck, Emerald...” her Master groaned as he softly stroked her hair, and Emerald nearly came right from that! But she couldn’t- no, she wouldn’t- wouldn’t be bad, w-wouldn’t cum until given permission!

While she was struggling to take Master as far down as she could, while Pyrrha gave her encouragement, Emerald felt the tremble of Master’s climax coming! Quickly pulling away, she pressed her cheek against Pyrrha’s as the two of them, in red and green, opened their mouths to await-

With a groan, Master’s cock began to jerk and then, a glorious white fountain of cum sprayed forth, splattering both their faces with his hot seed. Emerald moaned to receive it, as did Pyrrha, feeling his cum on her skin, dripping down her face, falling in her mouth, the taste… she slurped up what she could, and then, she and Pyrrha worked to diligently clean each other off. Though as she felt Pyrrha’s tongue get the last gob off her cheek, Emerald looked to the little white beads left behind on Master’s dick, drawing them back to their duties.

“So...” Master asked, looking down at her as she gazed up at him in adoration, “how many wishes did that count for?”

“None!” she said with a beaming smile. “I couldn’t possibly make my Master give anything up just to enjoy his property! B-but, also, m-my Master gets as many wishes as he wants!”

“And we have so many ideas how you could use them!” Pyrrha cheerfully added from beside her, still dutifully cleaning Master’s cock.

“We sure have,” Weiss purred, having looped around to begin massaging Master’s shoulders, “You know my friends Yang and Blake? I think they’d look darling in proper harem silks, wouldn’t you agree?”

From the look on Master’s face, he very much could picture them. And if he could envision it, if he could desire it… it would be his. Emerald would deliver anything for her beloved Master! She could almost feel the magic beginning to rise up within her, looking to introduce those girls into a brand new life that they’d adore as much as Emerald did.

And to think, her wishes used to backfire on her Masters, but now, everyone’s wishes came true!