The Story Continues!

Author: Hello pervs! This was one of the first stories I read on CHYOA and it has always been sitting in the back of my mind as a story I would like to see continued. So I've taken up the challenge myself. Hopefully, I can do justice with Lance's story and write something at least half as good as what he's already done. Do please leave comments whether they be good or bad, I'll take them all into consideration for how people want to see this story continue. Plus the more comments and likes the more I get motivated to write. Don't expect regular updates because I'm a slow writer and I'm doing this just as classes are starting so.....yeah.

Now onto the story! (sorry it's mainly recap, juicy stuff later)

For the first time, you don't wake up in confusion. It's taken a week, but you are finally used to waking up to the sight of a different bedroom; Not to mention Ashley laying at your side. She is still sound asleep, so, not wanting to wake her you take the time to reminisce about how things have changed.

The week has been an interesting one, to say the least. First, your neighbor, best friend, and longtime crush Ashley practically strips naked while the two of you are out for a jog. Then you go back to her place to find out that both Ashley and her girlfriend Hannah will do anything for you, literally anything. It is like their sole purpose in life is to fulfill your wishes and desires no matter what that might mean for them. And they would love it! You could **** them to the edge of life and then literally throw them in the trash and they would be ecstatic.

Not only that but apparently, they aren't the only ones who feel this way. There are other women out there that would stop whatever they are doing, whatever life they currently have, to make you happy no matter what. So far, you've only met one, a waitress at some fancy restaurant. But how many more could there be? Who are they and why have they suddenly become this way? Not that you want to seek them all out or anything.

Which begs to differ, why has all of this happened? Things couldn't have always been this way? You would have noticed long before now. So, it must have happened on that day, when you were out jogging with Ashley. But honestly, does it really matter. Whatever this is it won you your dream girl and gave you an extra side toy.

You turn slightly to admire Ashley, brushing a few locks of brunette hair from her face. And what a face it is, so soft and cute, with her sweet tasting lips. Your hand moves down tracing her naked body and hefty bust. She jogged regularly and ate healthy enough to keep herself in shape, but not toned. Her ass, while not as big a feature as her breasts, certainly couldn't be called flat. But there is more to Ashley than just her body. She is also an astonishingly nice person. Not to mention smart, funny, and quirky at times. The two of you have been best friends for a long time and now you've finally become more.

Well.....in a way. Ashley is still a lesbian. If it hadn't been for whatever this is, you would probably still be nothing but friends. And even then, things haven't been 'happily ever after'. It's partly your fault; You could just make her bi or straight, **** her to have eyes only for you, and she wouldn't mind. It is all for your pleasure and happiness. But that's not what you want. You don't want to **** her love, make her into somebody she's not. You love her for who she is lesbian and all. That is why you told her after that date, that what you want from her is just for her to be herself as if fulfilling your desires wasn't her top priority. She is your girlfriend, but a lesbian too. She may love you emotionally, but her eyes are still more attracted to her previous lover, Hannah.

Hannah. Hannah. The name fills you with something every time you hear it. It's not rage or hatred. You couldn't bring yourself to hate her she's always been nice to you. No, it's something else, more like resentment. That she had something you always wanted, even though you could never get it. That's what you had learned when Ashley first left the two of you alone. You saw Hannah differently; Someone you could **** as if she was nothing but a sex toy. The kind of thinking that you could never live with yourself if you thought about Ashley in that way. But you still don't hate her, in fact, you love Hannah, just not quite the same way as Ashley.

Turning to your other side, you look down to the side of the bed where Hannah sleeps. She is curled up on a little rug you had bought her; You didn't want her to freeze on the tile floor. She is absolutely a contrast to Ashley. She is very skinny and pale with dark raven hair. Her ass is much flatter than Ashley's and her chest doesn't compare either. Though she isn't flat-chested. You've never seen Hannah go jogging, but she does go to the gym regularly, enough she is definitely toned. Defined abs and hints of muscle on her arms and legs. You always thought of her being tougher, she does ride a motorbike and do martial arts. But once you got to know her you realized she was just as nice a person as Ashley. Now though, she is your completely submissive toy.

"Mmmmmhhh," Yawn. "Morning John." Ashley slides closer to you wrapping an arm around you.

"Morning." You reply, turning to give her a little peck.

"How long have you been awake?"

"Not too long. I've just been thinking about this past week. Everything that's happened."

"And?" She gives you an inquisitive look, if not a little nervous.

"I don't regret any of it. Come on, let's get some breakfast and start the new week."

With that, the two of you climb out of bed. A little squeak coming from beneath your feet as you stand.......on Hannah.