Let Amber in on it

You smiled over at Amber, pleased with your handiwork, as you caught your breath. Amber was still pretty out of it, her hand lazily stroking Serena's hair. After a few seconds, your brain started to kick back into gear, and to the girl's noises of mild protest you flopped over both of them to stretch and grab your notebook off the chair.

You sat back on the bed and propped the notebook on a pillow, making a couple quick notes about the last few would-you-rather questions. After all that, you'd had just about enough of testing with Amber more or less unaware, and you figured it was time to move on. You set the notebook aside and settled back in with the girls, leaning on your elbow and resting your head on your hand. "So...everybody have fun so far?"

Both girls giggled a little. Serena murmured a sleepy positive something, and Amber replied, "Eeyup. This is definitely a weird day, but that was awesome."

The hand that wasn't tangled in Serena's hair drifted towards her breasts and slowly trailed along the impressive expanse of them. "Never felt like that before. I mean, I've always liked when people pay attention to them, but...wow."

You couldn't help but smirk a little. "Yeah, I'll bet. I can explain that, actually. First, though, I'm curious - what do you think happened?"

She shivered a little. "Not that complicated - you asked how I wanted to fuck you two, and that seemed like it was hotter." She shrugged, and Serena made a little grumpy noise at the motion. Amber ran her hand through her hair again and Serena subsided.

You'd figured she would say something like that, but it kept being interesting how basically everybody seemed to behave like it was totally normal to have to stick to choices you asked of them, especially if they didn't involve anything impossible. You responded to her, "Nothing wrong with your choices, I gotta say."

She lazily swatted your chest. "Yeah, you would," she said wryly, giving her tits a little shake for emphasis.

Chuckling, you nodded. "Well, yeah. But let me ask you this. Why'd you pick either option? Like you said, you barely know me."

Her brow furrowed. "What? You asked me to pick one."

"Sure, but you could have just done something else, right?"

She laughed. "What, are you complaining? It sounded like fun, is all. Serena and I have talked about playtime with other people, I figured she was just following through. It worked out fine, right?"

You shook your head, laughing a little and giving up. It was sort of fun to poke at this, but the effect was holding strong and you didn't see any reason to test the limits just because; time to move on. "Yeah, I'd say it did. Here's the thing, though - you pretty much had to pick one or the other."

"Uh, yeah, that's how choices work."

You snorted. "No, I mean you really couldn't do anything else. It's...magic? Sort of?"

Her amused expression turned a little more confused at that, but Serena stirred a little and added, "No, really."

Serena pulled herself up to sit leaning against the headboard. She stretched languidly, then smiled at Amber, who responded with an annoyed confused toss of her hands. Serena breathed a little laugh at that, and leaned down to plant a little smooch on Amber's forehead. "I know, it sounds weird, but trust me. When he asks a question sometimes, you have to do one or the other. Even if it's totally impossible. Like, remember how he chose not to be embarrassed at all when we're with him? I know you usually don't like to just sit around naked, wouldn't you have covered up a little by now?"

Amber was starting to look more concerned now, but you held up a hand. "Look, I'll prove it. Would you rather...uh, right." You paused for just a second, making sure to come up with something that she couldn't just dismiss as a simple choice. "Would you rather you suddenly had a cute little septum ring that you really liked, or that Serena's hair suddenly turned her 'natural' color?"

She frowned. "I get enough cow jokes already, I'd rather her hair - woah, what the fuck?!"

Amber sat up suddenly as a fiery red color flowed out from Serena's scalp, quickly flushing away the blonde. It was a deep, true red, the kind you almost never see in real life without some sort of chemical assistance. Amber stared at Serena, then back at you, shocked. You shrugged, grinning. "Told you."

Her mouth moved a couple of times, but she didn't manage to find any words. You and Serena shared an amused glance, but since you knew Amber couldn't do anything to harm either of you, you gave her a second to see what she'd do. After a solid minute, and looking a little shellshocked, she looked up at Serena and deadpanned, "Dude, your hair is awesome, you should never have bleached it."

You and Serena laughed. Serena started to respond, but you cut her off. "My fault, I guess. Things have gotten a little confused this afternoon."

Serena looked puzzled at that one, but didn't bother following up. She was getting to be almost ridiculously good at going with the flow when things got weird. Amber, on the other hand, definitely had less chill. As her surprise and confusion faded, she sat all the way up, looking alarmed. "So you can just, like, make us do anything you want?"

You shrugged, not too worried about her response just yet, since you knew she couldn't do anything to hurt any of you. She was definitely breaking up the post-sex cuddles vibe, though, so you sat up too, crossing your legs and leaning on the wall.

"Sort of? I'm still figuring it out. Honestly, that's what I've been doing here all day," you say, tapping your pen on the notebook.

She scowls. "You're, what? Experimenting?"

You nod, unfazed by her attitude. "Pretty much. Trying not to be too big an asshole about it, though. Well..." you hesitate, thinking of Nakamura. "Not to anyone who didn't have it coming, anyway."

Amber rolled forward and got off the bed, grabbing her shirt. She started to slip into it, but as flustered as she was, she got herself a little stuck for a few seconds and flailed about, making a few frustrated grunts. You sat back with mild amusement, watching her tits bouncing around while she struggled. You added, "Need a little help there?"

Finally popping her head through, she managed to yank the shirt down with a few sharp tugs. She growled at you, "You...ugh. You're like some evil fucking wizard that made me have sex with you - "

"That's not exactly what - " you interrupted, but Amber wasn't in the mood to listen.

"And then you think I'll just sit here and, what? Chat? Just because I'm not gonna hurt you doesn't mean I have to stick around and take...whatever!"

You frown, starting to get a little annoyed, when Serena stood up and went over to Amber. They moved across the room and she started talking quietly to the other girl, trying to calm her down, but Amber was clearly still pissed and unwilling to listen. You didn't catch all of it, but you did hear her something like "sicko" and maybe "run".

Okay, that was enough. You were just about to ask her a question and put her back in her place, when you hesitated. Now that you thought about it, she did kind of have a point, if you thought about it; she didn't exactly ask for any of this, and as far as you knew hadn't done anything to deserve getting fucked with too badly. On the other hand, you sure as hell didn't have to let anyone mouth off to you these days if you didn't feel like it.