triad, in more ways than one...

When you wake up that morning, you're still weak. Makes sense considering your near-heart attack...

Wait, where did that come from? You're weak because of what you and the girls did yesterday. You never imagined that giving yourself to a girl like this would be so amazing, and it certainly helped that there were two of them. The therapist was right, you guys had imagination and creativity to spare...

Wait, which therapist? What the hell was going on with your mind?

Two frightened female screams snap you out of your sudden confusion. Your girls have woken up and they look scared. You try to hug them to reassure them, but they jump away from you.

"What the hell are you doing in our bed?"

You look at Hannah in surprise. However, his tone clicks in your mind. You remember that tone, that way of speaking to you. Without warning, hatred rises to the surface.

"Dude, my girlfriend asked you a question. You may be my best friend, but I certainly doubt that means sleeping in my bed!"

You also remember that way of speaking. The hate increases. Pain comes to keep it company.

"No. No, please not!"

You start to hyperventilate. Okay, you felt like shit for forcing certain things with your weird power. But this?

It was as if Hannah's words yesterday had been a goddamn prophecy. It was as if your reality suddenly matched your past memories. You feel your chest start to hurt, so you try to calm down, but you can't. You try to move, but your body is still weak and you fall to the ground on your butt, which reminds you with a dull ache that it's still tender after yesterday...

Except nothing happened yesterday. Well, you and the girls played a bit in the shower, that's right. They wanted to do something for you to relax. Then you made breakfast because you wanted to surprise them, but Hannah thought that she was being punished…

Oh god, your head hurts and your memories are jumbled. What's going on?

"Fuck, my head..." Ashley complains.

"Yeah, I know. What the hell did we drink last night? It's never hurt so much..." Hannah replies.

"We didn't. John is still recovering from his heart attack, remember?"

"What the fuck are you talking about, Ashley? I admit he passed out when we fucked him, but I think calling it a heart attack is a bit of an exaggeration."

Both girls freeze. They look at each other for a moment, a mix of confusion and understanding on their faces. You know where it comes from, because you remember everything the girls are saying...

You almost had a heart attack. You fucked the girls yesterday. Well, Ashley took your ass and Hannah fucked you, even if you were the one on top of her...

Except that's impossible, because yesterday you went to therapy together...

"oh god. I remember now. He accepted my game. but that's impossible, because yesterday we went to therapy and..." Ashley seems to be starting to realize something. He looks at her girlfriend with a mixture of horror and hope in her eyes.

"I know. Now I remember. Oh god. Ashley, I think... I think somehow we..." Hannah nods, apparently having the same understanding as her girlfriend.

You hyperventilate. You don't understand anything, your memories are everywhere. Your emotions are no better. You can't lose them, not now. You couldn't take it after everything you've shared together. Make love with Hannah. With both girls. Give your ass to Ashley yesterday. That special moment with Hannah, when she comforted you during your depression…

You gasp for air, ****. No no no no no. Just no!

"John!" The girls run up to you and kneel next to you. "Fuck no! Breathe, love. Breathe!"

You raise your head and look at them. The girls are incredibly confused, but the love you're used to is still there. You cling to that idea as you try to calm down. You manage to **** your fear and confusion to the back of your mind and slowly begin to relax. They love you. They both love you. You haven't lost them...

"That's it. Calm down baby. It's okay. We got you. You're safe."

As you relax, your mind begins to organize itself. Then you realize that you have two different sets of memories. Your reality has changed since your date with Hannah.

You felt compelled to accept Hannah's offer after the way you treated her. Your dark feelings kept you from rejecting her. It was wonderful, so you weren't exactly sorry. When you got home Ashley was gone. She arrived a while later with her father, but a misunderstanding made you and Hannah believe that she was being unfaithful to you both. You finally broke up that night, and you almost had a heart attack. you talked to the girls the next day. They believed your theory of a reality shift, and the three of you managed to strengthen your bond when you told the girls about your past feelings and memories. Because of your heart, you didn't have sex with them, and they both refused to do it without you. Then you went to therapy, which helped a bit, until that afternoon, when you had another comedown that the girls , especially Hannah, had to help you with again. Do you remember wishing things were different...

Except you rejected her, but she understood. When you got back home there was a bit of a rough patch with Ashley, but you worked that out too. Then she gave you two an erotic show and finally the three of you made love. You made breakfast as a treat, but Hannah thought you were punishing her for being so aggressive in bed. Again you guys worked it out, and you ended up having sex with the girls again... Giving your ass to Ashley. There was a little mishap and you passed out. You spent the afternoon with a clingier Hannah than usual, who confessed to you that your opening up with them that morning had made her fall even more in love with you. You still felt that something was missing and your last thought was that you wish you could find out if in your reality this would have been possible...

"How is this possible?" You wonder out loud.

"Well, considering that you now somehow have the ability to influence some women to comply with your whims…" There's that tone again. You look at Hannah, and she smiles at you with a mixture of love and mischief. "So you hate me, huh?"

Then you realize. It's your Hannah, but it's not. Clearly she has obtained more than the two sets of memories that you obtained.

"You know, John. Angry sex is said to help. Do you want to fuck me, my love?" She leans over you, and the strange familiarity overwhelms you. It's clearly the Hannah from your memories, except there's a weird mix in there. Because she's also the Hannah you made love to, the accomplice girlfriend who understood your feelings so well, that bond is clearly there. At the same time, she is the one who was moved by the way you gave yourself to Ashley, the same one that accepted and understood your rejection.

"I wish I could fuck your ass again." Ashley came too. "You really are in love with me, right?" So her too, then.

"I do not understand..."

"Neither do we, my love. But I certainly know one thing. All of this would have been possible in our old reality."

Hannah finally kisses you. God, what a kiss! You feel her tremble in your arms and you realize that you are trembling too. You two devoured each other's mouths with an almost animal desperation. You raise your hand and bring it to his throat, squeezing. She moans and presses herself further against you.

"You have no idea how much you made me suffer!" You growl at her. Then you aggressively kiss her again, and she kisses you back. She brings her hand up to encircle yours and squeeze her own neck even tighter.

"Shit! I know I should be scared, but you two are making me fucking horny!" When you break the kiss to look at Ashley you find her naked and aggressively touching herself.

You look back at Hannah and feel your hate return. except it's so intermingled with so many other things that you don't want to hurt her. Instead you want to fuck her. You also notice that her desire for you and sexual aggressiveness have increased, probably because of whatever she got from your old reality. You growl at her and she moans at you. At the same time, that girlfriend you remember comforting you during your difficult times is still there, you see her love for you in her eyes mixed with everything else.

You feel something run through you and suddenly your tiredness and pain vanish. You stand up and **** Hannah to do the same. She looks at you, love and desire mixed in her eyes.

"Damn girl! I don't know what to do with you right now! I want to fuck you and you to beg me to use you! I want you to ride me and mark me! I want us to make love..."

"I know! I fucking want to make you mine! But I want you to use me too! I want to make love with you too..."

You kiss again while still squeezing her throat together. She won't be out of breath anytime soon, but it's certainly aggressive. You are both still shaking, pressing your bodies together. You caress each other tenderly with your free hand while your bodies almost fuck each other with desire. Then Ashley joins the fray and everything becomes a blur...

The three of you fuck. The three of you make love. You and Ashley use Hannah. You make love to Ashley while Hannah kisses and caresses you two, both of you touching her at the same time. You and Hannah make love while Ashley takes Hannah's previous position...

When it's all over, the three of you are exhausted and the bed is a mess. Nobody cares. You are embraced together while you share kisses and caresses. Your darkness is gone at last. Your weakness too, apparently. You don't understand and you don't care either. Your girls are complete, nothing is missing anymore. From the date on your cell phones and the lack of medication, you deduce that you are in the reality where you rejected Hannah on your date. It can't be your old reality because the girls inform you that even though it feels weird to a part of them, they still instinctively know you have your weird ability.

"It feels weird having three sets of memories in my head, but..." Hannah looks at you lovingly. "Now I know I was going to talk to Ashley about trying a relationship with you." You look at her in surprise, but Ashley nods.

"I saw the way you looked at her, and she noticed the way you looked at me." Ashley is looking at you with the same love. "We talked about it but we hadn't decided anything yet...Together at least, it seems our wonder girl here had already made up her mind."

The three of you kiss again. No one knows why this has happened, but it doesn't matter. Whatever comes, you will get through it together, as it always was meant to be. Also, now that you're off the hook, you think your privilege might have some use for gaming.

"What is that perverted mind thinking?" Hannah playfully say to you in that familiar tone.

"You have no idea how much I love hearing you talk to me like that. Don't get me wrong, I really loved you even then, but..." She cuts you off with a kiss.

"I'm still your Hannah, remember? I understand you, my love. I'm glad to be here too."

"I'm glad to remember those difficult times too even though they didn't really happen." Ashley kisses you too. "I know you much better now, honey."

"Thank you. As for my perverted mind, I was thinking about this strange privilege I have and how we could have fun with it. I'm not going to **** anyone, ever. But if my need is for a girl to willingly join us... "You smile, and your girls smile back.

"Oh yeah. Just for sex though, maybe a friendship with benefits. I think the two of you are enough for me." Hannah sounds a bit insecure, so both you and Ashley nod in confirmation and kiss her for good measure.

"I love you both." The three of you say together. Then you simply look at each other, letting your expressions speak for you. It's not enough, so soon your mouths and hands are involved. Even if you don't have sex again, being like this is enough for now.