By now, I was achingly hard as well. About as quickly as my refractory period allowed! "You said you were kind of a sub?"
I got an eye-roll in response, and she reached down to grab my dick in her hand and give it a firm squeeze. "Yeah, I did, smart-ass; looks like you like that, too..." She gave me a brief stroke, and chewed on her lower lip a little as she looked down at the both of our cocks. Precum bubbled out of hers, a little milky-white with leftover cum from her last orgasm.
My cock started drooling a little, too, but it paled in comparison to what she put out. "Duh--you have a dick of you own, now, you should understand what it'd be like if I were some hot girl and going on and on about wanting to be your pet?"
The point got across. Her cock said as much, as a huge streamer of pre erupted out of her and sailed up between the two of us, landing six inches away from us to the side. Her cock was slapping against her stomach with every beat of her heart! "P-point taken." She smiled sheepishly back at me, although I couldn't quite tell what part of what I said actually registered with her... but, it didn't really matter. "S-so. C'mon, then, owner. Don't you want to do more fun things with your pet?"
She was honest-to-god giving me puppy-dog eyes about this! Who was I to deny her?
"Alright, then. I wish that your cum will never dry up or get crusty. I also wish that your cum is nutritious enough to replace your meals--and that it was your favorite meal." I decided to take it slowly, to not do every last thing I imagined trying to do to her at once. I dearly feared I might push too far, and at this point, it felt wrong to force her into liking a wish against her will. Not if I could avoid it, by easing her in...
Virtually nothing changed after the wish physically. It was as if nothing had happened... but Melissa's reaction made up for it. They were all the confirmation of the wish's intended effects I needed!
Melissa's face turned beet-red as her eyes widened in shock, and at the same time, her cock stiffened to an obscene degree. It hadn't been as hard as it got: it managed to swell an entire extra inch, her apple-sized cockhead turning a deeper shade of purple from how absurdly engorged it got. Most of all, though?
Her stomach growled.
I couldn't keep a straight face! I just burst out laughing, not even able to say a word! That didn't go over so well with Melissa. Reddening a little further--and her embarrassment seeming to make her a little more aroused--she pushed both her hands forward to knock me from sitting to land on my back! "It's not my fucking fault I'm hungry!"
No sooner was I on my back than was Melissa crawling up over me. "That doesn't mean it's my fault either, you know," I quipped back, as I waited for her assumably to start kissing me. The way she was moving sure seemed like that was what she was intending.
...It wasn't quite what she had in mind, though. It wasn't her upper lips that she wanted me to kiss. She just kept crawling, until that intimidating slab of girldick was hovering over my face. That's when she moved to squat over my head, bringing her balls to hang close to me--and, her pussy almost within reach of my tongue. She stared down at me, past her cock, still blushing furiously and looking a little irritated, right until her lips curled into a small smirk. "Nah, you're right... but that doesn't mean you can't help me fix some lunch for the both of us~"
She apparently wanted me to eat her cum, too! After I helped the 'chef' prepare her meal, at least...