Probably not.

With a groan your eyes opened to see the slightly blurry image of your room’s ceiling. Were you alive? After lifting your head and surveying the room you determined that you were, in fact, alive. You also discovered that you were up very early. This discovery was reinforced by the sound of the front door closing as your sister no doubt left for school. Kinkou Academy was a bit further away than Hebijo, so Saria often had to leave earlier than you to arrive on time.

After a quick breakfast you took a relaxing shower. While in the shower you couldn’t help but remember the events of last night, especially how good your sister was at giving head, and how powerful of an effect your normality had. You found yourself wondering if every girl just inherently knew that your cum was delicious. If that was the case, you really needed to work on your stamina.

Your mind drifted other places too. For instance how nice it was to have such easy access to your sister’s breasts without having to deal with your arch-nemesis: the bra. You understood that bras served a very specific functional purpose in relieving back-pain from breasts, but you just despised them so much and wished something could be done about them.

Wait a second… part of a person’s perception of reality is their experience of pain. Mind over matter… Without needing much more encouragement you thought about a new normality, one that would make your life infinitely better.

“It is normal for women to not experience pain due to breast size or activity.” There, now you weren’t a monster. “It is also normal for women not to wear bras.” You couldn’t wait to get to school. After showering you gather your things and head out the door.

You actually decided to take your time getting to school this morning, you had a really big decision to make today, and you had to make sure you were completely and totally mentally prepared for it. You had to decide what school you were going to spy on first and what girl to bring with you.

You thought about Miyabi and Ryouna. You’d had quite a bit of fun with both of them yesterday, and you’ve grown to like them both a lot for different reasons and in different capacities.

You could very much see yourself getting romantically involved with Miyabi. She would make an amazing girlfriend. She was smokin’ hot and had an adorable personality once she opened up. She was intimidating and strong but also had a **** side that just made you melt.

On the other hand, Ryouna was a sexual deviant. She knew just the right words to get you horny and had tits and a booty like boom. Not to mention her eagerness to do just about anything you wanted her to. You hadn’t forgotten that she was enthusiastic about sucking your cock before you made any adjustments to normality.

In a way, the two represented two very different kinds of relationships. You weren’t sure how you’d feel about making Miyabi a sex **** like you would do with Ryouna; and while you did like Ryouna, you didn’t really like her in the same way you liked Miyabi, not enough to make her a girlfriend anyway.

Then something clicked with you, a fact that you had almost completely forgotten about. Your plans for a harem. In a way, this choice represented who you were going to choose to be your first official harem-mate. And more importantly, this choice would represent what kind of harem you would be building. Was it going to be a harem of lovers and girlfriends? Or was it going to be a harem of sex slaves? Of course, there was no real reason you couldn’t have both, might not even need a new normality to get that done. But something about the two choices just felt… mutually exclusive.

After a considerable amount of thought and walking, you arrived at school. The glory that you witnessed when you arrived was enough to make your heart race.

No bras.

You could tell just from the shapes beneath their uniforms that none of the girls were wearing bras. When they moved, their breasts jiggled ever so slightly. What’s better, none of them seemed bothered by their lack of upper support. You had made a fantastic decision.

You spent the entirety of your first period just admiring the view. You even copped a feel of a few of them, eliciting soft moans from whatever girl you did it to thanks to the increased sensitivity. And nobody even batted an eye, nobody even mentioned their lack of bras. What a glorious day.

The first period seemed to go by very quickly, probably because of the fun you were having. With the chime of the distant bell you made your way to the hidden classroom. You had thought about your choice and you thought you might have a good idea of what to do.

The moment you entered through the rotating wall/door, Miyabi took notice of your entrance and walked over to you. When she got to you she leaned in and kissed you on the lips very intensely. You were shocked before you remembered that you had made it normal for her to kiss you whenever she wanted to. You guessed that was gonna happen more often than you thought.

“Good morning, Ippan.” She said, blushing a little from her own sudden display of affection.

“Morning Miyabi. How are you today?” You reply.

“I’m feeling wonderful. I feel so refreshed and comfortable.” Looks like your normality this morning was working its magic. Miyabi’s breasts were huge too, for her not to feel any pain due to them anymore must have been an amazing load off.

You heard the door/wall flip open again.

“Ippaaaaaan~” You turned around just in time to see Ryouna skip toward you. But this time she didn’t tackle you. Today she just moved around in front of you and knelt down. At first you thought she was going to just start sucking you off of her own accord, but instead she just leaned her head in and started to rub her cheek against the ever-growing bulge in your pants. She even made a soft purring noise like a cat as she did so.

Miyabi seemed to blush a bit from the display, and then leaned in to kiss you again, a gesture that you happily returned. You were suddenly not feeling as confident about the choice you had to make anymore.

Breaking your train of thought, Suzune approached you.

“Ippan.”

“Yes sensei?” You bowed as well as you could with Ryouna against your crotch.

“It’s time to make your decision. Who are you going to bring with you on your mission?”

Looks like she wanted an answer before she officially started class. Now was the time. You took your time before you answered.

((Author’s Note:
First of all, thanks for all the love you guys have been giving this thread! I now present you with the first official choice to be made. The story is going to change dramatically depending on which person Ippan decides to go with, and I will be working hard to write both paths at once. Also, I haven’t really made it very clear yet, but I am perfectly fine with other writers adding chapters to this thread. I’d be really interested to see the kinds of places Ippan’s adventures take him in alternate timelines. All I ask is that my chapters be posted before any branching paths, that way it’s easier to follow the main plotlines. Thanks again for all of your support!))