Making Changes, Obviously

Thomas blinked, looking at the naked girl. How should he handle this now? With honesty? "Actually, we were up here to make our daily changes."

The girl nodded, as though what he said made perfect sense. "Makes sense. What did you end up changing?"

He was stunned by her question, unsure how to answer. He wasn't a girl, being **** to answer similar questions honestly, but he'd already committed to that route thus far. No sense in stopping now. "Actually, it was a change to help you."

At that, she tilted her head in confusion, obviously not expecting his answer. "Oh? How so?"

He swallowed dryly. Here goes nothing. "Well, you were in a pretty rough spot just now. So I made it so that you don't remember any changes you made."

Pamela just blinked, pausing as though she was expecting more. "That's it? You made that change? Just now?"

"Um... yea? That doesn't bother you?"

She shrugged at his question. "Not particularly. I remember it always being that way; I just always assumed it was a side-effect of having used the machine at some point. I was never particularly bothered by it." She then giggled, remembering something, although her giggle quickly turned into a blush. "I'll even admit, I get a kick out of it. I like knowing I can make these grand changes, and not remember the fallout. It's kinky, in a way."

She then flashed him another smile, eliminating all doubts that he'd done something wrong. "But, if you say it was for my well-being, I believe you! Thank you for looking for me, Thomas!"

He chuckled, not having expected this outcome. "Um... You're welcome Pam."

The girl then stretched, cracking her knuckles in excitement. "Alright, guess that means it's my turn to change something." And she started walking up to the machine, intent on its usage.

He watched her go. "Any idea what you're going to change?"

At his words, she paused, suddenly unsure. "Um... Now that I think about it. No, I don't." She turned to look at him again. "Any suggestions?"

He stopped to consider, trying to remember what she'd said earlier that morning. Pamela had been distraught over something, and despite removing her memories of her changes, he doubted that had affected what had set her off in the first place.

"Well, have you been upset or disappointed with anything lately?"

She blushed once more, suddenly unable to look him in the eyes. "Um... Yeah. I guess you can say I have."

Thomas simply looked at her, his gaze showing the question he felt he didn't need to ask. The girl blushed harder.

"Well, I guess I can say I'm not too happy about the fact you slept with Bianca yesterday. I get why you did - she's a beautiful girl and you and I aren't exclusive so I can't fault you for fucking her. But I also can't deny that I want you all to myself."

He nodded, accepting her reasoning. "Why didn't you stop us then?"

Her blush turned crimson. "I'm a girl Tom. I'm fiercely loyal to what I love, and while admittedly I don't necessarily love you, not yet anyway, I love Bianca and your cock. I knew B was going crazy over you, and so when she finally decided to scratch the itch, so to speak, I couldn't in my right mind stop her. And, since I also remembered you having talked about her, I figured you wanted to fuck her and, well, and I couldn't stop you from doing that either."

"I think the problem here," he started, seeing the advantage in the situation, "is that you're too caught up in this idea of monogamy Pam. I'm a guy - as blunt as ever when it comes to what I want, and I hate having to deny that I want to fuck both you and Bianca."

At his words, the girl grinned. If she was to be loyal to Thomas and his urges, she knew exactly what kind of change she needed to make. "Then why not make that a reality?"

The Latina girl walked up to the World Processor, bent over to give Thomas a good view of her lower half, and started typing.

0006: It's social acceptable, and common, for men to date multiple women, while girls are traditionally monogamous and rarely have more than one partner.

As she submitted the change and the familiar flash engulfed the room, Pamela blinked, looking at the screen in confusion. "It worked, right?" she said, "I always have a moment of doubt when I do these since I don't remember the outcome."

Next to her, Thomas shrugged. "How am I supposed to know? You made the change."

"I suppose." Shacking her head, she suddenly stood up and rushed to his side. "So! Can we go fuck now, or are you waiting for Bianca to come home?"

He chuckled, pulling her close. "You okay with sharing me like that? Doesn't it go against your views as a girl or something?"

She laughed, nuzzling into his embrace. "I'm the monogamous one, remember? And besides," she added, squeezing his cock through his shorts, "this bad boy deserves as much pussy as he can possibly get."