Magic and a movie with the girls!

Mason was alone when he pulled up his pants. But by the time he was cinching up his belt, one of his girlfriends rejoined him.

“Hello!” Vina said from the doorframe. Dimples had formed on her full cheeks, laying on either side of a wide smile. Her eyes sparkled as they stared him down, and an excitable shiver ran up her spine.

“Hi,” He said back.

That was all the invitation she needed. The bubbly girl let out a delighted squeal and scurried across the carpeted floor. Without any hesitation, she leaped into her boyfriend’s arms. It was pretty gutsy given that despite Mason’s size, he wasn’t exactly Mr. Universe. And unlike Yumi, Vina actually weighed as much as a normal person. But at least this time he could see it coming, and that made it a lot easier to catch the Muslim girl by her waist. And that gave him enough confidence to give her a quick whirl before he set her down.

The action was its own reward. Vina’s delightful giggles filled his ears. And the feeling of her pillowy breasts squished against his chest was obviously pleasant. Mason could do without the cold hands on his bare back. But that was a price he was willing to pay.

“So you’re still happy about this?” Mason asked playfully. The tall teen leaned down and gave his new lover a quick kiss. It was an odd one. Not only was she still a little new to this, but she could only barely **** her grin down enough to pucker her lips. But that didn’t seem to bother the Indonesian beauty.

“Of course!” Vina declared with wholehearted joy. Her arms had ended up around his broad shoulders. But when her feet hit the ground they had slipped free and snaked around his midsection. Leaving him open for a bone-crushing hug. “My crush is now my boyfriend! How could I be anything but happy?”

Before the blond could wheeze out an answer, the sound of whining came from the hallway. Yumi, still with one towel around her body and another around her head, came into the room. Right on her heels was Daisy. The poor pup was desperately begging for some attention. The Japanese girl gave the two an apologetic look. Maybe because of her dog’s noisy behavior, or maybe because she felt bad interrupting the two. She shuffled towards her clothes but needed to push her pet out of the way to start getting dressed.

“Aww,” Vina said sympathetically. She turned away from Mason and crouched down.

“Come here, Daisy. I can pet you.”

That was good enough for Daisy. She bounded over to the Muslim girl and flopped on her back. And the teen immediately started rubbing her belly.

“You are so cute!” Vina told the dog, as she contorted her body to try and lick the hand petting her.

It definitely was a cute sight. But Yumi didn’t see it. The self-conscious girl turned away from them before she dropped her towel. Then she got dressed as quickly as possible. Mason noted that she did take the time to grab a fresh, dry pair of panties. But then made up for that by not bothering to put her bra back on. The giant youth took that as his sign to put his shirt back on and slipped his hoodie back on as well. His tiny girlfriend didn’t turn around until her own sweatshirt was back on.

Yumi was red-faced and flustered when she turned around. She offered an honest but awkward smile, but couldn’t quite form any words. Vina also looked up at Mason with a curious smile. Apparently, it was up to him to break the silence.

“So, um, what should we do now?” Mason asked.

“I’m fine with whatever,” Yumi said quickly. As she spoke she pulled her long, still damp hair back into a loose, low ponytail. Vina didn’t say anything though. Instead, she just looked down at the puppy she was petting, her brow crinkled in thought. The gears in her head were clearly turning.

“Care to walk me through your process,” Mason joked. Of course joke or not he knew his Muslim friend would be more than happy to do so.

“Well I would like to play Magic,” There was no surprise there. “It has been almost a week since we could all play together. And I actually put together a new deck while I was sick and I want to test it. Plus it is just fun.”

“But?” The tall, young man asked when she paused to breathe.

“But then I can not sit next to you,” Vina huffed. “You would see my cards. And I would see yours. But I want to be able to hold hands, and hug you, and cuddle!”

“That is a problem,” Yumi said a little sarcastically. But she looked at her co-girlfriend like she was cuter than the puppy she was still petting.

“You will be in the same situation,” The Indonesian girl said petulantly. But her pout quickly curled into a smile. She was just too happy to keep the act up for long. The two teens giggled with each other. Their boyfriend definitely felt like he was missing part of the joke. But it was more important for them to be happy than for him to know everything.

“So how about this?” He said. Both girls looked at him instantly. It would have been a little intimidating if they both weren’t so cute. Well, two gorgeous girls could potentially leave any guy with sweaty palms and a dry mouth. What really soothed his nerves was the look of calm, clear love in their eyes. “Why don’t we play a few games of magic? Then we can watch a movie or something.”

“Perfect,” Vina said. She quickly stood back up and took Mason’s hand into her own. In a sense. Even with piano fingers, she was really placing her hand in his.

“We should play in the TV room,” Yumi said. That earned a pair of confused looks.

The media room upstairs was really best described as a home theater. Mr. Kamiya had gone all-in on it. It had a massive television mounted on the wall and an expensive surround sound system. Partly so he could have the ultimate setup to watch baseball. Partly to make sure family movie night was too good to pass up on. (Though it was really more like families movie night given how often he invited Mason’s family over.) And partly it was to spoil his videogame-loving daughter. But whatever the reason he had made about as perfect a TV room as could fit in his house.

But it wasn’t really set up to host a card game. The only seating was a large, comfortable, L-shaped couch and a beanbag chair that was mostly used by Daisy. And the glass-top coffee table was too low for anyone besides Yumi to comfortably play on. And even if they pulled the table over to the corner of the sofa someone would be sitting on the floor. And that person would be Mason. He wasn’t about to let either of his girlfriends sit on the floor. Even if both of them would probably object.

But the skinny, Asian girl didn’t seem fazed. If anything she looked like the cat that ate the canary. She walked up and grabbed Mason’s free hand.

“Trust me. I’ve got a surprise,” She said, looking between Vina and her boyfriend.

“I do trust you. But I have surprises for you as well,” The Muslim girl said with playful confidence. She reached out and poked Yumi’s cheek tauntingly. Her co-girlfriend was instantly flustered. But there was also a spark of competitive fire in her hazel eyes.

“All right let’s do this,” Mason said. He was also starting to feel ready for battle. And more than a little eager too.

Yumi grabbed her stuff first. After all, they were in her room. She pulled a box out of her closet. The one that held her favorite decks, some plastic counters, a handful of dice, and plenty of tokens. After that Mason and Vina grabbed their backpacks from next to the front door. The Javanese girl rarely didn’t bring at least one deck with her when she was going to see her friends. And knowing this the colossal nerd had brought a few of his own.

Getting up the stairs was almost a little awkward. Both of his girlfriends wanted to walk next to him, and Mason found that rather enjoyable. But his broad frame didn’t leave room for two people next to him on the staircase. So rather than play favorites, the blond teen opted to be a gentleman and let the girls go first. The fact that this let him get a good look at Vina’s round, bubble butt (Yumi’s was sadly covered by her baggy hoodie) was purely coincidental. He promised.

When they reached their destination there was in fact a surprise waiting for them. The coffee table had been pushed against the far wall. In its place was a short, square table surrounded by a handful of cushions. It had a beige cloth draped over it that reached the floor with material to spare. And a long black cord went over to plug into a socket behind the couch. It may have looked unassuming, but it prompted quite a response from the Indonesian girl.

“That is wonderful!” Vina exclaimed. She pulled her short friend into a one-armed hug. “I thought your parents had put it up!”

“They did,” Yumi explained, as her curvy friend practically dragged her towards the kotatsu. “But when it got cold Dad set it up again for me.”

“Well I guess I know where we’re playing,” Mason said, following his girlfriends.

The three sat with the sole male facing the television with his Japanese lover on his left and his Javanese one on his right. Yumi immediately turned on the heater beneath the table. Then she connected her phone to the smart TV and started up their MTG playlist. It was a collection of music from different fantasy movies and games that the three had curated over the last few years. Vina, meanwhile, took out her phone and set up the life counter. And Mason took off his sweatshirt. Experience had taught him that his definition of comfortably warm was different from his two friends turned lovers.

“So are we starting with commander or legacy?” He asked as the three got out their decks.

“The deck I built is a commander one,” Vina said brightly. “So I would like to try it first.”

“All right,” Yumi said, opening her largest deck box.

Mason smiled at that. He only had one commander deck on him. But it was his all-time favorite. Not only because it was one of his strongest ones. And not just because it was mostly made up of dinosaurs from his favorite plane, Ixalan. It was because this deck had sentimental value. It was a gift. Yumi and Vina had put their heads, collections, and wallets together to put together the perfect deck for their friend's eighteenth birthday. It was a product and an embodiment of their close friendship. Now though it was more than that. Now it was from his two girlfriends. He knew it. And the smiles on the girl’s faces (Vina’s wide and affectionate. Yumi’s demure and touched.) when he set out his commander, Atla Palani, let him know the two realized that as well.

That didn’t mean he was going to take it easy on them. After all, he highly doubted either of them were going to offer him any mercy. Boyfriend or not the two liked to win.

Vina’s new deck was apparently built around Rin and Seri. So he would have to be ready for a lot of dogs and cats trying to overrun him before he could get his biggest dinos out. Yumi’s choice, Gisa and Geralf, let him know she was falling back on zombies. It was her favorite playstyle and would, unfortunately, work very well with her co-girlfriend’s deck if the two decided to gang up on him.

But despite that threat, Mason had a hard time not having fun. It helped that he seemed to have the best opening hand. But there was just an infectious sense of joy in the air. The blond just couldn’t get over the fact that he was spending the day with his two girlfriends. And it wasn’t just him. A weight had lifted from the girls’ shoulders. No doubt the two best friends had worried about who exactly would get the guy. And whether that would damage or even destroy their friendship. But now they could relax. They could have their cake and eat it too.

“This is nice,” Vina said contentedly. “The three of us together.”

Of course, as she said that the Muslim girl did launch a massive attack on her new boyfriend. It severely hobbled his growth, but it didn’t frustrate him that much. Mostly because the irony made Yumi giggle.

“Yeah,” Yumi said dreamily. As she did she also revived one of Mason’s best dinosaurs under her control.

“Well I’m glad you two are having fun,” He grumbled. But when the two laughed he couldn’t help but smile. The massive teen wasn’t totally screwed yet. So he could still keep up his spirits. “But we’ll go on a real date soon, Vina.”

“When the weather becomes nice again we should go on a picnic! I will make sambal!” His Indonesian girlfriend excitedly offered. Vina and her parents had been surprised and a little impressed that Mason both liked and could handle genuinely spicy food. After all, the “spicy” food they had tried stateside hadn’t exactly blown them away. This proved to be extremely amusing to Rayen, who was more than happy to explain where her son got it from.

“But I do like having us spend time all together,” Vina added.

“You should still have alone time with your boyfriend,” Yumi chided her.

“I know. And I’m sure we will have plenty,” The Muslim girl reached out and squeezed Mason’s hand. “But you are my best friend and I like spending time with you too.”

The two Asian girls smiled at each other, Yumi blushing from the compliment.

“And it will help keep things secret,” Vina said sagely. When her boyfriend and co-girlfriend looked at her with widened eyes she kept going. “I guessed it would be simpler to keep this secret for now. Seeing as many people will not understand.”

“Is that okay with you?” Mason asked softly. After all, it was one thing to ask him to be one of his girlfriends. And another to have to sneak around and not be able to fully enjoy their relationship in public. He could only hope that wouldn’t be the straw that broke the camels. But it turned out he didn’t have to worry.

“Yes,” Vina said with a casual smile. “I would have liked to do so anyway. At least until I get used to being a girlfriend. And I will need time to figure out how to handle my father. But I’m sure we will think of something! And it is kind of fun to have a secret!”

Mason let out a relieved breath. He leaned over and kissed her round cheek. Vina’s cheeks reddened beneath his lips and her smile only grew at that. And Yumi couldn’t help but let out an “aww.” But the Indonesian teen chuckled and lightly shoved her gigantic boyfriend.

“Do not peek at my cards!” She chastised him playfully.

In the end, Mason couldn’t recover after Vina’s all-out attack. Especially with Yumi continually using his graveyard as a source of powerful creatures. But despite a good showing the Javanese girl had expended too much trying to defeat her boyfriend quickly. And then couldn’t stand up to the undead horde her Japanese friend controlled. It was close but Yumi walked away with the win.

After that, they switched to legacy play and Mason was able to win the second game. Then Vina avenged herself by steamrolling the both of them in the third. As they played the trio idly chatted about nothing in particular. All while Daisy circled the table looking for free hands to pet her. It could be mistaken for any other day the three teens hung out. But Mason noticed all the little details that had changed. His friends turned girlfriends kept openly giving him loving looks. And while they played to win they at least looked sorry when they dealt him a serious blow. But the biggest change was that the two kept finding excuses to touch him. Vina held his hand when she contemplated her moves. And Yumi’s tiny feet eventually ended up in his lap beneath the kotatsu.

They decided their fourth game would be their last for the day. It was a good chance to break their three-way tie. And they all, even Vina, were ready to be able to cuddle on the couch and watch a movie. But during that last game, the beautiful girl from Jakarta asked a surprising question.

“Are you going to ask any more girls out?” She asked casually. Like she was asking him what he was doing on the weekend. If Mason had a drink he definitely would have done a spit take. And Yumi’s jaw almost fell off.

“What?” Mason asked dumbly. The tall teen couldn’t think of anything else to say.

“Well, you already have two. What is one more?” Vina teased him.

He looked over at Yumi. And she looked at him. The two silently communicated the conundrum. Mason had in fact already asked another woman out. But how to explain that it was just a trial arrangement? And it was with their teacher. If things went forward after tomorrow night, they would have to let the Muslim girlfriend in on this particular secret. But was this really the time?

“Oh! There is someone! Tell me!” Vina demanded excitedly. He gave one last look at his petite lover and gave a small nod. If their Indonesian friend was going to be a part of this little polyamorous experiment, and she definitely already was, they would have to trust her.

“Ms.Bailey,” Mason said soberly. His chest tightened. This was the moment. Vina would be well within her rights to panic or get angry. To run to the nearest authority figure and rat them out. But she didn’t.

“Our history teacher?” The pious girl asked, clearly a little confused. When her boyfriend nodded, her eyes lowered and her brow crinkled. She raised her cards to her face, hiding behind it like a courtly lady with her fan. It was an agonizing silence. Yumi for her part stared with wide eyes. Her face blanched as she grew more and more nervous with each second her co-girlfriend remained silent. And Mason wasn’t doing much better.

But then, the miraculous happened. Vina lowered her cards revealing a smile.

“I think she is a good choice,” The curvy girl said with an approving nod.

“R-Really?” Yumi said in total shock. Mason couldn’t even form words.

“She is not that much older than us,” Vina pointed out cheerfully. “And it would be nice to have someone more experienced to talk to.”

“Yumi said the same thing,” Mason said. He was so relieved he felt like he was on the verge of either laughing or crying.

“W-Well I…” The petite girl said as her face reddened. “It’s true!”

“And you two will look very cute together!” The busty, Indonesian girl said, excitedly grabbing her boyfriend’s arm and bouncing a little on her cushion. “You should wear matching outfits!”

Ever helpful his imagination provided him with an image. Mason and Ms. Bailey in matching pinstripe suits. He was straightening his checkerboard tie and she had the jacket casually slung over one shoulder. They looked like they were releasing an acoustic cover album. But then the image shifted. Now Ms. Bailey was wearing an elegant, green gown. A classy, silken number that made her look like the belle of the ball. And Mason… Well, it would have at least been funny if even his imagination could find a dress that actually fit him.

“I think she means a his-and-hers thing. Not actually matching clothes,” Yumi said, reading his mind. She pushed her glasses up and gave her paramour a bemused smile. It was very much a look that said “duh.”

“That sounds right,” Vina agreed with jubilant obliviousness. “You two have similar hair, skin, and eye color. It is not exactly the same, but you will look good in similar color palettes. And she is quite beautiful and you are very handsome so I think you will look good together.”

“Well we’re having dinner with her tomorrow night,” Mason explained. A smile crept onto his face. His Muslim girlfriend made it almost impossible to be nervous. “If it goes well I’ll see what I can do.”

“I wish I could go with you,” The Indonesian teen said with a pout. But it faded quickly, and her brilliant smile returned. “But I suppose I will get a chance to spend time with her later. Oh, and I cast Oblivion Ring.”

Vina ended up winning the final match. But Mason was the one who felt truly victorious. He had two girlfriends, both of whom had given their wholehearted support for trying to acquire a third. They even saw it as a positive step. How could anyone not feel triumphant at that?

The trio got ready for the movie. They went down to the kitchen, popped some popcorn, and used the soda stream to make some drinks. There was no time to waste. It wouldn’t be too long before Mrs. Wibowo would come to pick up her daughter. So the two girls dragged their shared boyfriend back upstairs the second their treats were ready. Mason ended up in the middle with the popcorn bowl in his lap. Yumi and Vina pulled a foldable TV tray table from under the couch to set their drinks on.

And of course, when the two sat down they didn’t leave an inch of daylight between them and their blond beau. Vina lounged on the couch, resting her head on his chest. Yumi sat cross-legged, angling herself so that she was leaning her petite body back into Mason’s side. Once they were settled the Japanese girl pulled her phone out of her hoodie’s pocket and got ready to stream onto the big screen.

“I actually just found this cool indie film on Shudder,” Yumi explained. It would always amuse Mason that the high-strung, anxious girl loved horror movies. Though that might have been because he remembered that one Halloween. Viv had told them one too many ghost stories in the run-up to the big night. And Yumi, terrified out of her mind, refused to go trick or treating until Mason promised to be by her side the whole night.

But his other girlfriend did not have the same love of blood, guts, monsters, and maniacs.

“Nooo,” Vina moaned before popping a piece of popcorn in her mouth.

“It’ll give you an excuse to snuggle with Mason,” Yumi pointed out. No doubt she hoped to tempt her lovesick friend into compliance.

“I do not need an excuse anymore,” Vina huffed. To prove her point she cuddled into Mason’s side tighter. And for good measure, she stuck her tongue out at her bespectacled friend. But then she sighed, turned back towards the television, and said, “I get to pick the movie next time.”

“Deal.”

And just like that, the trio was watching the movie. It wasn’t exactly reinventing the wheel, just your basic slasher. But it was about as polished as such a simple concept could get.

The three watched in silence. Yumi casually observed the carnage, alternating between sipping her cherry cola and munching on buttery, puffy kernels. Vina mostly watched the movie through the cracks in her fingers. Then whenever there was a calm moment she would quickly get a few mouthfuls of her bright red, fizzy fruit punch or a handful of popcorn. Mason’s attention flitted between the action on the screen and the feeling of his two lady loves nestling into him. His stout arms were too busy holding his lovers close (especially Vina who needed the support) to grab his sparkling lemonade on the table or even the snack bowl in his lap.

It didn’t really bother him. But about halfway through the movie, the girls next to him noticed. And his inability or unwillingness to eat or drink was apparently unacceptable to them. The Indonesian girl acted first. During one of her excursions from behind her hand, she grabbed a single piece of popcorn and held it up for her boyfriend. Then, after seeing this, the Japanese girl handed him his drink. The tall blond chuckled inwardly at their spoiling him. It was unnecessary but he would probably do the same in their position. So he accepted their pampering but made sure to thank them quietly.

Odd as the situation was, it felt right. And Mason could almost see himself stopping here. With his two closest friends in a content throuple. But he had already made steps to add one more beautiful woman to his little circle of lovers.

And he doubted either Lilith or Yumi would be satisfied then.