Heather, John, and Steven

You look into the funhouse mirror. You look hot, even in the fat mirror. You are wearing shiny black tights that highlight your assets, pun intended. As a top you are wearing a white bustier it makes your pert C-cups look a bit bigger.

You are in the middle of a dilemma, literally. John to your right is tall, around six two, well dressed, and just landed a good job. Steve is a bit shorter, funny, and supposedly loyal and well hung.

Eventually you are going to have to choose. Neither of them were too thrilled that the other was here on their 'date', but there was no way you were wasting VIP tickets. You were considering trying to talk them into a threesome, but finding two guys to fuck you at once isn't easy unless both are a bit bi, or really trashed.

You smile. "So guys, where do you want to go first?"