Harem girl

She looks up at you and answers confidently, “I want you to have a harem. I want you to have every girl in the world if you want them. Just please keep me in there as well. I don’t want to leave you.”

“If that’s what you want, we can look at maybe a threesome first” you chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. “I mean I can’t even handle you, you think I can take on a entire harem of women as strong and wonderful as you.”

She smiles. You have no idea how, but you seem to have escaped that situation, and got your loving wife to ask you to bring others into the house for your pleasure. But that isn’t enough, is it? Got to push it further.

And you push it further. “But, before we go to a threesome, maybe you can help me understand what you want. Would you rather stay the way you are afraid of being able to fully please me, or have your libido increased to match my desire and get the same amount of enjoyment out of watch or participating in any sexual act with me or for my benefit knowing that you are helping me be satisfied?” you ask, trying to seem honestly concerned for her, but trying to help shape her into what she used to be.

“I want to join in and see you satisfied, obviously. That’s kind of a weird question to ask” she answers, confused as to the point of the question.

“I thought so, and I know it’s weird, but I just want to better understand where you are coming from. I mean this is kind of a sudden change for me. I haven't been thinking about anyone except you, and I don't want to lose you. How about this – let’s play truth or dare. Only thing is the truths have to be ‘would you rather’ questions about how you want our new lifestyle to look like. Want to do that?”

“Sure, I guess.”

“Perfect. I’ll go first. And dare you to fulfill the spirit of the bet before.” you state as you stare at her.

She freezes, lost as to what you mean. Until it clicks, and she removes her shirt leaving her in just a red thong. But as she goes to remove that as well, you stop her. “That’s all I really wanted anyways. You know I like these out on display” you say as you gently squeeze and kiss each of her boobs. “Ok, your turn.”

“OK, well, um, I guess how do you want to find new girl?" she asks.

"Nope, it has to be a would you rather question, so I can't pick wrong. Just two options that you are already ok with." you reply, trying to make it seem like the "would you rather" part is for her benefit as well.

"Um, I guess, would you rather find your own new girls, or let me pick them out for you?” she asks.

You pause to think, “I’d rather we pick them out together, but you picking them out and surprising me with new girls does sound more fun. I’ll go with you can pick them out for me.” She smiles. You know that she wants to also pick out girls that she would like as well, so that was an easy win to give her.

Your turn. “Well, I already got my dare in” you say as you squeeze her boob one more time, “and since you have to pick out our new girls, not much to figure out there right now. So then, let’s look at keeping you this way longer. I mean what man doesn't want this to happen more often. Would you rather have to wear whatever I ask you to, when I ask, or have to remove any clothing I say immediately.”

“Wow, that one is tough, but I guess I miss you getting me cute outfits to wear, and honestly I kinda wanted you to make me wear the schoolgirl outfit again, just not in public. So I guess it’s I have to wear whatever you say.”

You smile. That was the one you wanted as well.

“My turn,” she said proudly. “And I think that I should get a dare for you. So I dare you to use your new dress me up power and bring me out for a drink. I do miss college Alice. She was more fun. Plus, we might even start looking for the types of girls you like.”

Not a bad one to end on, but you had another question in mind. “Fine, you win, but before I figure out wat you will wear, I need to know how this night will end. So, would you rather give me a blow job in the bar, or wake me up with a blowjob in the morning?”

“Oh, already think you will get lucky and bring me home. But I’ll go morning. We already did it today, so I want it a bit easier for you to finish”

“Works for me, but I will let you know, if you don't do it tomorrow morning, I’m making you wear the school girl outfit to work!” you teasingly threaten her. You know she will because of the magical game, but she doesn’t know that. You want her to think she is making her own choice.

“But for your outfit. I want the shortest skirt you have, your fishnet stockings, and the tight blue shirt that shows off your abs. And heels at least 3 inches, you can pick which pair matches the rest. Now go get dressed.”

Her eyes open wide as she didn’t expect you to push the outfit choice that far, but whether by personal choice or the magical game – she stands up and goes to change.