Testing the theory

Alex allowed Kitty to take his hand and lead him to the table, noting the sparse but pleasant surroundings along the way.

Despite all Tom's accusations, Kitty was still not the worst housewife.

From a slut as her son described her, one would have expected a much bigger mess.

However, Alex didn’t like the situation with Tom. Perhaps - he didn’t really know him, but in this reality, someone else’s reality - they were friends. Plus, Alex was already replaying the consequences of his relationship with Kitty in his head, realizing that, most likely, they had an impact on his life. And even, perhaps, on his relationship with very conservative parents.

However, there was a plus. Alex was 100% sure that everything that was happening was connected with him. He, in some still unclear way, could influence reality. And it seems that this ability, as in a fairy tale, was activated by the word “I wish.” He looked thoughtfully at the ring. The dragon seemed to look at Alex with its sapphire eyes, as if giving rise to a certain idea in him.

The theory definitely needed testing.

• You know, Kitty, I wish Tom were not a guy but a girl, a beautiful slut like you! And instead of this scandal, I wish we could have a threesome. You know, the kind of relationship where she would not be my friend, but my girlfriend, who is so shameless and slutty that she is easily ready to share me with her mother. What do you think?

The world has gone dark again. This time it was almost unnoticeable.

The front door slammed.

And a second later, a blond whirlwind rushed through the entire house and jumped onto Alex's lap with a squeal.

• Alex! Have you come already! And I wanted to get ahead of you, but I was delayed at practice, the girls from the cheerleading team wanted to practice the pyramid, and then I couldn’t find my purse, and it turned out that Bill hid it, I had to convince him to give it back, and then I missed the bus, and then I arrived and you were already here! - the story sounded with the speed of a machine gun. Alex could barely make out at least half of it. But Kitty, who was much more trained in understanding her daughter, understood everything. And much deeper than Tom could do it.
• Yeah. So first you fucked the school football team and then you sucked off Billy so he could give you your purse back, right, Tammy? What a slut of a daughter!
• Not true! I don't fuck with anyone except my Alex and you, mom! - Tammy, taking advantage of the fact that she took possession of Tom’s knees, gave him a deep kiss with her tongue.
• As for the blowjob, it’s not cheating, by the way!

Alex choked and felt the urge to vomit.

• Moreover, since I became Alex’s girlfriend, I always use condoms! - the girl proudly put a dot, or rather a bold exclamation mark.

“Hmm... This changes everything...” muttered Alex, barely suppressing his gag reflex.

• Of course, silly, it was you who taught me. You said it was hygienic. And I always listen to you. Cause I love you!
• We both love you! - Kitty hastened to add - and in general, Tammy, get off our man’s lap! He hasn't even eaten yet!

Only now Alex was able to see “his girlfriend.”

Tammy was a little over five feet tall, but had an athletic body, with long legs relative to her height, a gorgeous, prominent, toned ass, and tits no less prominent than her mother's. Yes, they were a little smaller in size, but their wearer herself was miniature, so in proportion they looked no less impressive. And also, due to their youth, they proudly stuck forward, easily overcoming gravity. All this was complemented by a completely angelic face, innocent to the point of feeling the falsity of this innocence, framed by a lush cascade of amber-colored hair.

Especially on this face, the huge, sky-blue eyes stood out.

Seeing that her lover was studying her with his eyes, the girl giggled and twirled in place, giving him a completely slutty look.

The cheerleader's short skirt flew up, revealing that instead of the required shorts, she was hiding almost transparent, lace thongs underneath. Of course, under the top with the team name, there was not even a hint of a bra, so the heavy tits, from the sudden movement, swayed as usual.

Alex realized that he was about to cum simply from the sight of two lustful sluts, head over heels in love with him.

Meanwhile, deep down, the guy was torn between the temptation to leave everything as it was, and the desire to try to return the situation to normal. Adding to the ethical complexity was the fact that in the first case, he actually ruined Katie's life, and in the second, he killed Tammy, who was in love with him, a lively and cheerful girl, although of “reduced social responsibility,” but still lively and, apparently, cool.

The choice was difficult. Really hard.

However, there was one more desire - the desire to find out what the hell was going on in this world, generated by his unrestrained language.

Alex himself did not understand what to do. But something clearly had to be done.

***

What will Alex do?

Will he try to fix everything (and mess up even more)? Will he want to “remember” his life in this reality (and inadvertently change his own consciousness, adapting to the current situation, normalizing it and, in fact, becoming a different person for whom it is normal that his girlfriend gives out blowjobs if she does it in a condom)? Will he give up on everything and go into the bedroom with two charming sluts?

Or will he succumb to the corrupting influence of the ring and continue to change and corrupt them?

The choice is yours.

I will not continue this branch of history. I set the direction, then everything is in your hands. If you want a continuation, write it. Create freely!