Good Mourning

You wake up disoriented, squishing some strange fabric between your hands. You smile as you realize that you've been playing with Bob's 'breasts'. Brittany's breasts. She's cuddled up against your masculine form, enjoying your protection.

Despite the smile, you can't help but think of today as a Black Friday. Your little adventure is over, and no doubt the two of you had learned a lot about yourselves in the process. But what were you going to do about yourselves?

Trying your best not to wake her, you lift your arm off of her and get out of bed, where you can get a better look at her adorable face. It's both the face of Bob - your best friend - and the face of Brittany - the girl you fucked yesterday. You're lost in conflicting feelings of pain as you decide which you like more. Without a doubt, this will be the single toughest decision of your life.