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Chapter 4 by Plxto Plxto

Can he pull it off?

He Shoots! He Scores! {Main Branch}

I decided to first pass the hurdle of touching for five minutes. The hug earlier in the day granted me at least one for sure. Under the guise of comforting both the women I held both of their hands as the movie began.

“Oh, thank you sweetheart. That’s so gentlemanly of you.” Ms. Amari complimented as her grip increased.

“If this gets bad I’m still hiding in your shirt.” Layla clarified as she held my hand as well.

Perfect. Maybe my life won’t be so bad. I thought. Yeah, maybe my luck was looking up for once. Maybe I was still allowed to have dreams.

Thirty minutes into the movie Ms. Amari got up to check the chicken as I rose with the excuse of using the bathroom and quickly I opened the app.

‘Congratulations! You have acquired your first registered target! +1 user point’

‘Congratulations! You have acquired a mother-daughter duo as registered targets! +2 user points’

That’s nice. I wonder how easy it is to get other achievements. What’s the highest amount of points I can get from one? I wondered as I looked at the last notification.

‘Congratulations! You have gained your first love point! +1 user point’

Hm? I guess I got one from one of them for holding their hand. Or the soup maybe? No, that was collaborative. Wait do collaborative efforts grant me points too? So many questions!

I scratched my head in irritation as I looked at my clock. I had already been in for two minutes and if I wanted Layla to avoid poop jokes and ruin everyone’s taste for the night I needed to be out in another three.

‘Character Profile: Amari Golde

- Age: 43

- Height: 5’1

- Body Type: Milf

- Race: Filipino

- Hair: Giant braid / black

- Skin: Caramel

- Aesthetic Tags: [???] / [???]

- Action Tags: [???] / [???]

- Love Score: 42

- Submission Score: 40’

‘Character Profile: Layla Golde

- Age: 19

- Height: 5’6

- Body Type: Slim thick

- Race: Black / Filipino

- Hair: Curly afro / black

- Skin: Sand

- Aesthetic Tags: [???] / [???]

- Action Tags: [???] / [???]

- Love Score: 65

- Submission Score: 45’

‘Character Profile: Damon Blackgate

- Age: 20

- Height: 6’1

- Body Type: Lean / muscular

- Race: Black

- Hair: Two strand twists

- Skin: Coconut

- Aesthetic Tags: [???] / [???]

- Action Tags: [???] / [???]

‘Please select which target or self to use free tags on.’

I observed from the current stats that my love points had to have been gained from Ms. Amari. With the points given as a gift and the ones gained for tonight I had enough to get all three of us a tag each if I could split the free ones.

Alright Damon, game time. I thought as I selected the traits I wanted.

‘Amari Golde has gained the action trait [Corruption]’

‘Layla Golde has gained the aesthetic trait [Whale Tail]’

‘5 user points used to purchase self-tag aesthetic trait [Huge penis]

‘Congratulations! You have assigned your first tag! +2 user points’

‘Congratulations! You have spent your first user point! +1 user point’

_Damnit, this is going to be like Legends. Racking up points with ease in the beginning then late game I need to sacrifice twelve hours of my fucking day for five crystals. I thought. _As a gamer it is easy to recognize when you are being set up to feel comfortable and dragged into a pay to win.

I flushed the toilet and returned my phone to my pocket. As we finished movie night we decided to simply drink some broth from the soup as no one felt like eating before bed.

Ms. Amari was the first to crawl into bed as I followed she had graciously shared a millimeter of the cover with me.__

Women. I thought with a smile as I rolled my eyes and accepted my fate.

“Goodnight sweetheart, sweet dreams.” She said.

“Goodnight Ms. Amari.” I answered.

“Night mom! Night dork!” Layla yelled from the other room, probably knocking out the eardrums of our neighboring rooms.

“Night midget!” I replied forcing Ms. Amari to chuckle as she turned to hit my shoulder.

“Hey, being short is not that bad!” She said.

I stifled a laugh as I turned to her and replied, “It’s cute on you so it's different.”

Where the fuck did that come from? I wondered and Ms. Amari for the second time today was lost for words as she blushed.

“Well, thank you sweetheart. Save that silver tongue for girls your age though.” She said.

Feeling the boldness of my future goals possibly coming to fruition I decided to say something to test the waters as a gauge for tomorrow.

“No promises.” I said. Ms. Amari hit my shoulder again this time lighter as she turned around without a word. I did the same hoping to keep the environment light before it became awkward and we both drifted to sleep.

Tomorrow, I welcome you.

The Morning After

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