Three Bored Girls:...and Erica gets a reward

“I have an idea.” May said, opening a control panel.

“You uh...wanna discuss whatever you’re doing with me first there, cowgirl?” Abrams asked.

She grinned at him.

“Not particularly!”

He eyed her skeptically, but made no attempts to stop her. His eyes widened a little as she saw the quick letter she was pinning.

“Okay. Not bad.” He admitted. “You’re inching ever so closer to getting some option control here.”

She attempted a faux bow from her seat that only resulted in her tits pressing into her lap. She grimaced, sat back and up and sent the her message.

*****

Just before Erica could select an option, a new alert appeared in her feed. It appeared to be some kind of message from the app.

Greetings User,

Thank you for using our products. We appreciate users testing our experimental software and hope you continue to enjoy it.

However, due to said experimental nature of the Hot Potato app, mistakes do happen. Your previous change, which caused changes to happen to you based on the success of your play during stream sessions, was meant to have a retroactive feature as part of its base functionality. Your paying for one separate of that has created a redundancy.

As a show of goodwill, we have refunded the Ap Points used for this purchase. And by way of apology, we are allowing you, during your trial of our software, access to an additional feature. You may now select up to two options on any given turn, so long as they are not contradictory to one another. This feature will also allow you to unlock special bonus options if you are dissatisfied with the ones presented to you.

Thank you for your patience!

-The developers

Erica blinked. There was a lot to unpack in that message. That this was experimental tech, she probably could have guessed. But this suggested that they were being monitored. Even that the people monitoring them were taking a very hands on approach to their use of the app. The implications of that were numerous.

Normally, she’d have thought through them. Maybe even fetched a roommate to discuss it. But for now, she wanted to go back to looking pretty and that meant choosing things for Ash.

She was happy for the added flexibility, though. As a matter of sheer practicality, turning Ash’s fetish role into a full time job that paid her was good for all their collective finances. But since she had a bonus option to spare, she decided it might be fun to make Ash really enjoy her new occupation.

There were now check boxes next to each option. She selected the ones next to 2 and 3, prompting a “Submit” button that had not previously existed to appear. She tapped it. The app gave the usual confirmation that the change had been sent, and she lay back and struck a pose.

That she had no one to play with her made her feel strangely sad. She decided, therefore, that she should play with herself instead. She reached between her thighs and began to massage her lower lips, her other hand fiddling with her expanded breasts. Soon, she was cooing contentedly.

*****

She wasn’t the only one, either. Ash basked in afterglow, cozy in her new lover’s arms. Bianca was apparently the sleep-after-sex type, but Ash preferred to enjoy her lofty positions on cloud 9 when she had them.

There was a vibration from her nightstand. Her phone. Normally she’d have ignored it, but the excitement of the app made every notification potentially a literally life changing one. She reached for as gently as she could, careful not to stir the woman holding her.

The app opened. She’d been changed. As ever, she didn’t know how, only that it had happened in one capacity or another. And given that one of the two people capable of changing her was spooning her as she slept, it had to have been Erica who’d done it to her.

For a moment, she considered ping ponging it back to her for this reason. But she managed to stop herself. How useful was a shooting match, really? And the more she thought about it, the more she realized Bianca had really gotten off quite easy compared to her and Erica. She smiled, bringing up her name.

“Hope you don’t mind.” Ash whispered, kissing her hand.

The options appeared and she scrolled through them. It was less tightly themed this time, and more of a mish mash of options that built on what she’d already been through.

1. Coworker - Perhaps your new relationship should be professional as well as personal. This option will make Bianca a maid who works side by side with you. Of course two maids will need more to work on than a single apartment…

2. HBIC - Bianca gains a dominating interest in the house, and over her roommates.

3. Sappho’s Delight - Bianca has an aura that will make the women she interacts with attracted to her. She’ll also develop features they find especially appealing.

4. Facebook Official - Bianca is now your girlfriend...and as far is the world is concerned, always has been. Relationship history included.

Ash bit her lip, pondering her selection.

“What are you doing?”

Bianca’s voice was a groan; more a sleepy grumble than an inquiry. Ashe still stiffened in immediate terror. But she quickly recognized it for what it was when Bianca shifted, rested a hand on Ash’s breast and then settled back into sleep. She relaxed, but made her selection quickly.

She heard the notification sound from Bianca’s bedroom. It wouldn’t wake her up now, which was good. She settled back into Bianca’s grip with a smile, and drifted off herself.