Mean (without much influence from you)

You proceed to have a nice, friendly conversation with Taylor. Your Maid Katy serves you snacks and Lemonade, shamed the whole time.

That changes as you give Taylor Swift a little push with your reality-warping powers...

"Come here, Maid," Swift says with an evil smirk.

Katy Perry comes back in, keeping her head down in shame.

"Those tits are your's are really distracting me in that top. Just take them out for us and get it over with."

Katy looks at her incredulously and then over to you, hoping for some sympathy. She finds none.

"You heard her. Take those big things out already."

She looks up at the ceiling and reaches for her tits. She pulls them out of the tight, black top and they flop free.

"Let me see what all the fuss is about," Taylor says, now acting cruel without your prompting, "Bring those tits over here."

Katy slowly gets closer and puts her hands down at her side, glancing away from you and Taylor. The Singer reaches forward and begins to maul her once-friend's big breasts.

"These sure are fun to play with. Have you had the chance yet?"

"Not really. Should I join you?"

"Yeah, sit next to me. There's plenty of tit for both of us," Taylor says with a laugh.

You move over to the Couch and sit next to the blond Singer. You reach one hand up and grab Katy's right breast.

The two of you spend a few minutes playing with her breasts. You notice that Taylor's right hand drifts over to the front of your pants, rubbing the outside softly. You put your left arm up and over her shoulder, rubbing her left breast softly.

"Ooh. Wanna play with her nipples next," Taylor asks, smirking at you.