He gives her a lot of competition.

“Krys, swallow the cum.”

She gulps it down. Nothing happens. Good, I was worried that giving her a command would count as a completed order and snap us out of the quantum state. That's what I've decided to call this weird, time-stopped, black and white state, the quantum state.

In her usual monotone, Krys says, “Please change me back.”

“Oh, so you've changed your mind and you want to go back to how you were originally?”

“No, change me back to how I was last time, before I loved you.”

This is beginning to piss me off. “I want to talk to the original Krys. Can you do that?”

“You're always talking to the original me. I can remember things from the other versions of my life when I want to but I'm always me, the girl with the buzz cut that blew you behind the counter of the pro-shop.”

“Bullshit,” I say. “Are you seriously saying that the girl I knew, the one who pissed off her dad in every way she could, likes being a daddy's girl?”

She nods. “I never thought I would but it's wonderful. I can do whatever I want. My parents let me get away with a ton, and then I learned how to manipulate people to get more. The only thing holding me back is having to love you.”

“You're a fucking bitch!” I yell.

“I'm... a fucking-”

“Stop! No, that wasn't a command! Fuck!”

This is exhausting. I don't even know what I want from her right now.

“Krys, why do you keep trying to get me to eat my own cum?”

“I read something online that said it's the first step of training a guy to be a cuck. Get him used to eating his own cum, humiliate and praise him for it, then tell him that it's time to eat some other guy's cum.”

“But... don't you love me?”

“The current version of me does. But even then, I still want to sleep with other guys. The country club is filled with rich, hot guys. I'm the only girl. I should be taking advantage of that. If I train you to be a cuck, I can do it and still be faithful.”

“Fuck you!” I yell. “You're not so special! Fuck you!”

“I'm not... so special?”

I'm mad. I can't think straight. I want to prove to her that she's nothing. I want to bring her down.

Wait, did she just repeat a command? I said she's not special, but what does that mean?

Then I figure out exactly what it means.

“You got your dad to hire a bunch of your Asian girlfriends at the club.”

“I got my dad to... no, I don't have a bunch of-”

“You got your dad to hire a bunch of your Asian girlfriends at the club.”

“I got my dad to... hire a bunch of... no, I'm the only Asian girl there and every guy-”

“You got your dad to hire a bunch of your hot, sexy Asian girlfriends at the club.”

“I got my dad to hire a bunch of... my hot... sexy... Asian girlfriends... at the club.”

“You got your dad to hire a bunch of your hot, sexy Asian girlfriends at the club.”

“I got my dad to hire a bunch of my hot, sexy Asian girlfriends at the club.”

The world starts again.

“Crap!” says Krys. “I accidentally swallowed the cum!”

Oh. Right. She's still on her knees in front of me, and she still wants me to eat my own cum. Maybe I should have focused on that instead of getting mad and doing the first thing that came to mind.

There's a knock at the door. A female voice I don't recognize says, “Devin? Krys? Are you guys done yet? This little wiener is creeping us out and we'd like him to go back to his room.”

I zip myself up and look at Krys. She does not look at all confused by this. So I open the door and go into the living room.

Instead of Thad, Kent, and the other three guys I work with, I see Thad, Kent, and three really hot girls.

“Devin!” says a girls who is pointing at Thad. “It's bad enough that he's always staring at us at work. Can you get him to stop when we're at home?”

This... is a definite upgrade.