Follow the two girls

Your eyes roam over the two girls as they walk towards the back of the restaurant, and you couldn’t help but agree. You’ve been rock hard for a while now, basking in the thrill of changing two formerly straight girls into proud lesbians. Maybe it’s time you did a little something for yourself. And Amy, while you’re at it.

“"Why don’t we pay them a visit?” you suggest to Amy. “We could join in on the fun.”

“What do you mean?...oh!” Amy turns scarlet. “You think they’re- in the bathroom?”

“Let’s find out.” You start to head after the girls, motioning for Amy to follow despite her hesitation. Even if they weren’t doing what you think they were, you could always make it happen with your power. You reach the bathroom area and pause a moment. You quickly motion over a waitress, a mousy young woman who looks like she’s had enough of her job for the day. “Yes?” she manages politely, with only a tinge of exasperation in her voice.

“Tell anyone trying to use the bathrooms that they’re temporarily out of order.” you say in a confident tone. “And let anyone questioning you know that I gave you this task.” You leave the waitress standing guard, and push the women’s bathroom door open, to…nothing. The bathroom seems empty. And quiet.

Amy sidles in shyly behind you. “Huh. Guess you were wrong, you pervert.” she laughs weakly, sounding partly relieved, and partly disappointed.

You bend down, peering below the stalls. You see a pair of athletic shoes in one of the stalls but…they’re facing the wrong way. You smile, striding towards the stall and throwing it unceremoniously open. You're greeted by the sight of Rachel's back, the tall girl almost completely obscuring your view of Chelsea, who is standing hunched over with her feet on the toilet seat.

“J-John!” Rachel exclaims. “What are you-“

“What the fuck are you doing!” Chelsea peers around her friend, anger plain on her face. Her hair looks slightly frazzled. “Just because we’re okay talking to you doesn’t-“

You speak quickly, cutting through their shocked responses. “We're just here to watch you two have some fun. And maybe have a little fun ourselves. It’s perfectly fine with both of you.”

Chelsea’s face loses its anger instantly. “Oh. Of course it is. Shit, sorry John, you just surprised me.”

“Yeah, sorry John.” pipes up Rachel, looking over her shoulder. “I overreacted.”

"Apology accepted." you nod. "You look a little cramped. Come on out, and don't worry about getting caught here, as long as you don’t go outside this room.”

Both girls lose some of their furtiveness as a weight seems to be taken off both of their shoulders. Chelsea grins, brushing past you and Amy, hopping on the bathroom counter to face Rachel at head-height.

“Well lover, guess we have an audience today. Now...where were we?” she purrs seductively, beckoning to her friend.

Rachel doesn’t hesitate, wrapping her toned arms around the blonde and pulling her into a raw and passionate kiss, their bodies pressed together in a heated embrace. You watch as their lips and tongues collide in barely-controlled lust, the girls grasping at each other wantonly.

You turn to Amy, who is wide-eyed and staring. “Pretty hot, wouldn’t you say?” you note, casually.

“Yeah…” Amy says distractedly. “Like you said, I want to watch both of them.” She looks away from you, not quite meeting your eye.

“Uh huh. Well, how about we help each other enjoy the show?” You unzip your pants, and your cock, free at last, points angrily towards Amy’s face. “You don’t care if it’s in front of these two, do you?”

Amy grins, reaching out to grab your cock by the base. Before you can react, she takes it into your mouth, bobbing back and forth along your shaft, as you watch the two teenagers make out with increasing fervour. You see Rachel’s fingers start to walk lightly up the inside of Chelsea’s thigh, her hand disappearing under the blonde’s skirt.

"Fuck yes!" Chelsea gasps, eyes clenched tight in pleasure. Rachel grins, pumping slowly in and out of her childhood friend: an act she would have reacted to with utter horror only a few minutes before.

You turn back to Amy, still sucking your cock, though you notice her head is turned to watch the two teens. Could it be that her new desires were getting stronger than her attraction to you? You mentally shrug. You guess it didn’t matter in the end; you could always change anything you’ve done up to this point in an instant. Maybe even give everyone back their normal lives if you wanted, though that was becoming increasingly unlikely the more fun you were having.

You pull away from Amy suddenly, and she looks up at you questioningly before you unceremoniously shove her against the wall face first, quickly shedding your pants and underwear. She grins, getting the idea, and wiggles her butt as you pull her pants off and remove her panties, now soaked through with moisture.

“God yes.” Amy pleads, backing her ass into you, pussy lips shiny with desire. Whether it was more for you or for the two teens, you couldn't say. “Please. You and your dick are the only things that still make sense to me right now! I need you inside me.”

You grunt as you thrust into her with ease, her pussy absolutely soaking wet. Amy gasps, thrusting back against you, as you grab her hips with a passion that mirrors the two lesbians still entwined on the bathroom counter.

“Look at them.” you grunt as you thrust in and out of Amy. She turns to face the two girls again with rapt attention. You lean closer to Amy, whispering into her ear. “I can tell that this is one of the most arousing things you’ve ever seen. A memory that you'll probably masturbate to again and again, won’t you?”

Amy doesn’t respond. Instead, she reaches a hand between her thighs, attention squarely on the two girls. She begins to work at her clit, rubbing it in quick circles as your words take hold, moaning as she jills herself off to the two teenagers.

Meanwhile, Rachel's expert fingers were quickly bringing Chelsea to the brink. “...a-ah…Rachel…I’m close…fuck!” The blonde's face is tensed up in concentration. Rachel speeds up her pace, fingers working faster and faster, and it doesn't take long until Chelsea’s body stiffens as she thrusts desperately against Rachel’s hand, cumming furiously in the first lesbian orgasm of her life. Rachel gazes intently at shuddering friend, smiling in the satisfaction of a job well done.

The sight is enough to push you and Amy over the edge. You grunt, feeling your seed shoot into your best friend's wife, coating her insides and overflowing from her with each thrust as she writhes and gasps in her own orgasm, fingers still rubbing desperately. Spent, you slump against Amy as the two childhood friends, now something more, lean in lovingly for a kiss. You chuckle softly to yourself. You've all crossed some new boundaries today.