Things get heated at the table.

As I walk over to Louisa and Phoebe's table, I take a moment to look around their apartment. I wasn't sure what to expect before I got here, but I've got to say, this is really nice place. There's plenty of space, all the furniture seems high-quality, and I can even see that they have a balcony with a spectacular view. I'm impressed. I wouldn't expect a college professor to be living so comfortably.

I sit down at the table, and true to Phoebe's word, she and Louisa come out with a bunch of food after a few minutes. It looks like they made a fancy steak dinner with an ornate side salad. It all looks fantastic and smells even better. These two certainly know how to treat a guest.

Phoebe takes a seat directly across from me, smiling as she does so. Louisa goes to sit next to her, only to be met with a glare from the short Asian woman.

"What do you think you're doing?" Phoebe asks with a surprisingly sharp tone.

"Uh... I was going to sit down. Is that not okay?" Louisa replies, immediately becoming nervous.

"Not next to me, you're not. Don't forget who you belong to tonight. Now go over and sit next to your man," Phoebe demands.

"M-my... man?"

There's something a little intimate about sitting next to someone while you're eating. I can only assume that under normal circumstances, these two always choose to sit beside each other whenever they eat with other people. But it's clear that Mrs. Suzuki here doesn't want to be intimate with her wife right now. She wants me to. Louisa seems both scared of and turned on by the idea at the same time. After a moment of staring at her wife to make sure she's serious, she puts her plate down next to mine and sits her tight ass down beside me.

"So, hot stuff... er... I guess I should call you Matt while we're at the table," Phoebe chuckles. "I feel like I haven't gotten a chance to know you very well. And for some reason, Little Miss Asswhore doesn't want to give me any of the juicy details. So why don't you tell me a little about yourself?"

I love the fact that Phoebe feels the need to correct herself when she calls me "hot stuff" during dinner, but has no problem calling her wife an asswhore in the very next sentence. Anyway, we largely spend the first part of dinner just working on our food and chatting. Louisa mostly stays quiet and listens to Phoebe and I speak, but it's become clear to me at this point that that's just her default state when she and her wife are with company. Phoebe continues to flirt nonstop and even starts to rub my leg under the table at one point, a fact that I'm sure Louisa is aware of, but doesn't seem all that surprised by.

About halfway through our meal, I can't help myself anymore. Between the expensive food and luxury apartment, my mind just keeps drifting back to how these two have so much money. Obviously, I don't want to phrase it that way, so I go for the approach most people use in a situation like this.

"So, Phoebe, what do you do for a living?"

"Oh, I work in sales. I don't want to brag too much, but I've got a bit of a magic touch when it comes to dealing with potential clients," Phoebe answers with a wink before taking a sip of wine.

"Yeah, because you practically seduce ever single person you sell to," Louisa adds, surprisingly nonchalant about how friendly her wife likes to get with other people.

Ah. I see. It all makes sense now. So Phoebe is the breadwinner. If I had to guess, she works off of commissions, and thanks to her raw sexuality, she's not afraid to tease people a little in order to make a sale. Combine that with her natural charisma and you've got a woman who can probably convince just about anyone to buy just about anything.

"Hey, you can't blame me if sex sells. I'm just taking advantage of what was given to me," Phoebe jokes.

"And yet somehow, despite how slutty you act, you're too pathetic to actually perform when it comes time for the real thing..." Louisa remarks.

Immediately, everyone at the table goes quiet. The silence is absolutely deafening. There's a palpable tension in the air as no one knows what to do. It seemed like Louisa had been steadily getting more and more aroused over the course of the evening, so activating Phoebe's PATHETIC PARTNER attribute was inevitable, but I still didn't expect her to start so strong out of the gate. Suddenly, Louisa gasps, and her hand shoots up to cover her mouth. Looks like what she just said finally hit her.

"Oh my god, Phoebe! I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me!" She begins to panic.

"What the hell, Louisa?!" Phoebe raises her voice. Uh oh. I think this new attribute may not have had the effect I initially thought it would. This could be bad. "You can't just insult me to my face and then take it back! That totally ruins it! It's only hot if you double down on the degrading!"

"Wait, what?" Louisa and I say at almost the same time.

"Come on! Insult me like you mean it! And don't you dare apologize afterward this time!" Phoebe commands her wife.

"I... um... but..."

"Tell me what I worthless piece of shit I am. How I can't satisfy you, so I had to invite another person over to get the job done. Anything! I know you want to..."

I can't believe this is happening. How the hell is Phoebe still the one in control here? You would think that being humiliated by her own wife would bring out at least some amount of submission, but no. If anything, it seems like it's only making her more aggressive. She reaches across the table and roughly grabs one of Louisa's boobs. Louisa gasps and moans at the sudden onslaught. After a few moment, she starts to get overwhelmed, and that's when things somehow escalate even more. Louisa reaches up and slaps Phoebe's hand away. It's not hard enough to actually hurt, but it definitely sends a message.

"Don't touch me, you wannabe whore! A little loser cuck like you should be thankful I'm even letting you stay and watch. If anyone's going to touch me, it's going to be someone who can actually make me feel good," Louisa states sterns.

My math professor then reaches over to me and grabs me by the wrist. She pulls my hand over to her and slips it into her mini skirt. It's at this point that I learn that Louisa isn't wearing any panties, so my hand is resting directly on her pussy. Just the feeling of my hand on her skin is enough to make Louisa bite her lip and start humming with pleasure.

"Oh, fuck... Now this is what I'm talking about!" Phoebe says as also experiences a wave of pleasure. The woman proceeds to slip her own hand under her dress to start touching herself.

Unsure what else to do, I begin tracing my finger around Louisa's slit. Occasionally, I'll run my finger down and just barely touch her asshole, which causes her to visibly shiver each time I do. It's not long before Louisa is leaned up against me, moaning directly into my ear as Phoebe masturbates across from us and tries not to cum too quickly.

"God, I can't wait to feel that nice, big cock inside of me," Louisa muses. "It feels so much better than anything Phoebe can do to me. She's so fucking worthless."

"You better believe I am," Phoebe agrees. "Will you please fuck my wife for me? Show me what a weak, stupid woman I am..."

"Please... I needs you, Matt. Let me be your asswhore again," Louisa starts to beg as she forcefully grabs my cock through my pants.

Wow. This all snowballed very quickly. I'm not complaining or anything, I just wasn't expecting the offhanded comment Louisa made earlier to lead to both of these women becoming such hot messes, emphasize on the "hot" part.

"You know... I think we're about done with dinner. Why don't we all move into the bedroom?" Phoebe suggests. She does her best to stand up despite how overwhelmed with horniness she is. She walks over to her wife, grabs her by the collar, and lefts her out of her seat.

"Hey! I thought I told you not to touch me, you wimpy little skank," Louisa says as she wobbles slightly from suddenly being pulled to her feet.

Phoebe's knees buckle slightly from being insulted, but she doesn't let go. Instead, she reaches around and smacks Louisa's ass, the loud noise echoing throughout the room. She then sinks her fingers into one of her wife's cheeks, causing Louisa to gasp once again.

"Calm down, slut. I'm just going to get you ready for your man. He's our guest, after all. Now shut up and follow me. I don't want to see you open that mouth again unless it's to **** on that fat cock of his," Phoebe instructs.

Despite belittling her wife not even five seconds ago, Louisa immediately goes quiet and lets Phoebe lead her around with a tight grip of the ass. I swear, the way the remote works on these two is the weirdest thing I've ever seen. No matter how much Louisa talks down the Phoebe, the moment Phoebe starts ordering her around, it's like their roles instantly swap. Although, that would imply that Louisa is ever in control, which at this point, I'm not even sure if that is true.

"Alright, hot stuff. It's your time to shine," Phoebe continues as she looks at me. "I'll go ahead and get your asswhore prepped for you. But don't worry. I'll be quick about it. Once your ready, join us in the bedroom and show me just how pathetic I really am..."

With one last wink, Phoebe takes Louisa into a nearby room. Not long after, I start to hear some noises coming from the room, but I'm not quite sure what they are.

Well, that was certainly a sight to behold. Phoebe has gone from some random woman that I just happened to bump into in the hall, to someone I wish I had known all my life. Anyway, with me being alone at the dinner table, I figure now is as good of a time to check the remote as I'm going to get. They both got their level threes just two days, so I'm not expecting much, but you never know.

I'm not sure where exactly they are on the other side of the wall, so it takes me quite a few attempts to hit either of them. I manage to get Phoebe first, who doesn't have anything new. After a few more shots, I get Phoebe again. Then I get Phoebe a third time. Then a fourth, fifth, and sixth. Okay, this is getting a little frustrating. After a solid minute, I finally lock-on to Louisa. However, all of that effort is immediately rewarded as I see that Louisa is ready for her fourth. I legitimately wasn't expecting that, but I'm definitely happy to see it. Hopefully, I'll get something that will spice up what's about to happen even more.

- SELECTED TARGET: LOUISA COLLINS -

New Attribute Unlocked

HIGH-FLYER

The target will feel almost completely weightless to others and will experience intense feelings of excitement from being held or tossed around. In addition, the target will have significantly improved balance and dexterity.

Congratulations! Target LOUISA COLLINS has now completed their identity transformation!

Ooh. That seems like it could lead to some fun stuff. I did enjoy getting rough with Louisa last time, so being able to lift her up and move her around with basically no effort sounds like it could be rather enjoyable. I'm sure Phoebe could find some interesting way to take advantage of that attribute too.

Another woman with a completed transformation. Now, let's go see what kind of fun I can have with my newly spry cheerleader and her little cuckquean...